Hey, guys. BD is back with another installment of 'A Homestay To Remember.' In this chapter, Izuku is in a compromising position with Yang and she isn't going to stop until she gets what she wants — him. What would he do about it? Denki and Minoru's journey in the woods continue with unexpected results. Melissa is being followed by Cardin as Saiko prepares for a plan to retrieve her funds – even if it means involving Ruby and Hitoshi. Misadventures, mishaps, and hijinks continue. Enjoy! Feel free to comment and/or follow and subscribe!

As always, which girl do you ship with Izuku? And yes, it is obviously a harem but it is always fun to wonder! Enjoy!

Team Emerald Rose! {Ruby x Izuku}

Team White Emerald! {Weiss x Izuku}

Team Greenshade! {Blake x Izuku}

Team Golden Emerald! {Yang x Izuku}

Minoru's heart raced as he felt the weight of suspicion from Midnight and Mount Lady bearing down on him. He knew he had to come up with a convincing excuse, something that would alleviate their concerns without raising any more red flags. He was a deer caught in headlights, in between a rock and a hard place. Out in the woods in the middle of nowhere and no one who could vouch for him, let alone would vouch. Standing inches away from him were the judge, the jury, and the executioner. Hiding in his jacket were contents that shouldn't be in his position — those were the main concerns beside violating curfew with Denki and covering for Yang.

Taking a deep breath, he put on his most innocent expression and spoke up. "Good evening, Kayama-sensei, Takeyama-senpai," he began, his voice slightly shaky.

"Nuh-huh…way past that, Mineta," said Kayama-sensei as she gazed at the dwarf in question. She wasn't an idiot, the pervert had an objective to be in the woods at this ungodly hour. Honestly, she couldn't care less but being her plans were deviated and shot due to unforeseen circumstances, someone needed to feel her wrath. Her sadism was kicking in and just the thought of being tactful and incite fear to the teen was turning her on.

"I know it might look a bit strange that I'm out here in the woods, but there's actually a pretty reasonable explanation for it." Minoru nervously laughed, tugging on his jacket and trying his hardest not to arouse suspicion. The last thing he needed to hear was why was he clinging to his jacket too hard, especially when it was a hot and muggy evening not to wear one.

Kayama-sensei raised an eyebrow, her arms crossed, clearly waiting for an explanation. Takeyama's arms were folded too, and her gaze was fixed on him, her expression a mix of curiosity and suspicion.

"You see," Minoru continued, "I've been really interested in nature photography lately. I've heard that this area is home to some rare and beautiful species of plants and animals, and I thought it would be an amazing opportunity to capture them on camera."

Mount Lady's skepticism seemed to waver slightly, and Midnight's expression softened a bit. "Nature photography?" Midnight repeated, her tone less accusatory.

Minoru nodded eagerly, his eyes wide and sincere. "Yes! I've been trying to improve my photography skills, and what better way to do that than by exploring the woods and practicing capturing the beauty of nature?"

"Mineta," Midnight's voice was calm but probing, "if you were just out here to take photos of nature, why are you wearing tactical gear?"

"In the middle of the night, may we add?" Takeyama-senpai added.

Minoru's mind raced for a plausible explanation, his thoughts scrambling to come up with something that would appease her suspicions. He shifted uncomfortably, his cheeks tinged with a touch of embarrassment.

"Oh, this?" he gestured to the tactical gear he was wearing. "I, uh, thought it would be a good idea to carry some extra equipment while taking photos. You know, like extra lenses, spare batteries, snacks, stuff like that."

Mount Lady's eyebrow arched skeptically, and it was clear that the explanation wasn't quite hitting the mark. "Extra equipment?" she repeated, her tone dubious. "That looks more like something a hero might wear."

"Or a peeping tom." Kayama-sensei added.

Minoru's heart pounded in his chest as he felt the walls closing in around him. Midnight's question had put him in a tight spot, and he knew he had to think quickly to salvage the situation.

"Well," he stammered, "sometimes the woods can be a bit unpredictable, you know? I wanted to be prepared for anything. Safety first and all that. Never know you might face a villain or a nomu."

Midnight's gaze remained fixed on him, her expression unreadable. "Safety is important, Mineta, but tactical gear seems a bit excessive for nature photography. Are you sure there's not another reason you're wearing it?"

"No, ma'am. When facing the unknown, rather have and not need than need and not have," responded Minoru in a shaky voice, trying to keep his composure. If there was a time for a divine intervention, this would be it, he thought to himself.

Mount Lady uncrossed her arms and looked around at the trees and foliage. "I guess it does make sense," she mused. "But why all the secrecy? Why not just tell us what you were up to?"

Minoru's heart raced again. He hadn't anticipated that question, and he needed to come up with a plausible answer quickly. "Well, you know how competitive the photography world can be," he replied, his voice tinged with a touch of insecurity. "I wanted to surprise everyone with some incredible shots before revealing my new skills."

Midnight seemed to be softening further, while Mount Lady's expression remained contemplative. "Alright," Mount Lady finally said, "I can understand that. Just remember, next time, it's better to let us know if you're going to be out and about doing something unusual."

Minoru nodded fervently. "Of course! I'll make sure to communicate better next time. Thanks for understanding."

The R-rated Pro Heroine looked at her watch. "Okay, it's past curfew, Mineta. I would suggest for your sake to head back to your cabin without having your head on a platter from Aizawa-sensei."

"Agreed. He has made plenty of examples out of a lot of you today and I am not so sure if you want to be first on his list first thing in the morning," said the blonde Pro Heroine.

The dwarf bowed apologetically in understanding. "Yes, senpai." He turned and bowed to Kayama-sensei. "Yes, sensei."

"Boys will be boys," said Takeyama-senpai. "We get it. Just remember, there are rules and curfews for a reason. Next time, consider a more appropriate time and place for your 'photography.'"

Minoru nodded fervently. "I will, I promise. Thanks for not making a big deal out of this."

"Go home and get some rest, Mineta," said Kayama-sensei. "Only the Lord knows you need every second when Aizawa puts you guys to work in the morning."

"Yes, ma'am." He bowed to the women once again. "Good night and sweet dreams."

As he watched the heroines walk away, he couldn't help but shake his head at his own misadventures. It seemed that every step he took tonight was leading him into more trouble than he bargained for. But at the very least, he had managed to avoid the worst of the consequences for now.

Or so he thought.

Meanwhile….

Denki felt bad as he ran into the darkness but it was every man for himself and he didn't want to be the one caught in the wrath if he were to be caught. It was too good to be true, it always was. The plan, the operation was too simple — although no leaks still didn't mean there was a potential fink wanting to throw the wrench in the wheel. He wasn't sure who were the ones carrying the flashlights. Could it have been security? Could it have been Aizawa-sensei, Kayama-sensei or anyone else in charge of them? Either way, they would want answers. And he wasn't sure that wearing tactical gear past curfew qualified for stealth or strength training for hero practice.

"Forgive me, man." Denki said to himself. In a hasten breath he felt bad for leaving Minoru. A betrayal such as this was warranting punishment from the hentai gods. A definite violation of the bro code — a bro never leaves a bro. A bro never abandons his post in the line of duty, no matter the circumstances. The kid didn't have it in him. The moment he saw those flashlights waving from the distance, he scampered as if his hand was caught in the cookie jar.

Denki felt bad, guilt clotting his veins. But he couldn't have that strike. A poor judgment call, but a card that he had to pull to save his own skin. He saw what Aizawa did to Deku as an example. He knew the brewing tension between him and Bakugo. If Aizawa saw it and used it as a weapon between acrimonious childhood friends, then who knew what the sleeping bag-wearing Eraser Hero could do with everyone else.

He tried not to panic, Minoru was tough. The lad had been caught in worse sticky situations than this. The bright side was that at least the dwarf had more availability to duck and cover than what he did after being caught red-handed by Ectoplasm-sensei in the girls' locker room trying to take Shiozaki's gym uniform.

The electric blond kept running and running further into the darkness — a man without a destination. Unfamiliar with the area and who knew how far out of bounds he went. He ran, ran, and kept running. After what felt like an eternity, the electric blond finally came to a stop.

He leaned over to catch his breath. He should have known not to eat those melon bread and garlic potato chips his mother made for him. If the lad threw up, it was understandable. After exhaling some sharp breaths, he tilted his head over. Darkness consumed him nevertheless the bright full moon aided as a guide for him to get back to his destination. He shouldn't be too far, he thought to himself. Much of the land was layered so if one were to get lost, they would eventually find their way back.

"Shit, no signal!" The response when seeing no bars on his phone. That was the least of his concern. His main premise of the situation was to head back to his cabin and debrief. He wasn't sure how Minoru would take it and undoubtedly his share of the loot would probably be docked for his forgiveness.

Then, there was Kyouka, his recently new girlfriend — his first girlfriend!

"Double shit!" By now, she was probably wondering why he wasn't at the cabin. He could kick himself in the ass for literally blowing his chances of bedding such an emo rocker hottie such as her. He cursed himself and Minoru for the chance to get some action was shot due to tonight. The blessing and curse of being a loyal bro and a devoted boyfriend.

….!

"Triple Shit!" Denki immediately ducked into the bush for cover. He had heard a noise.

"Please God, let it be a buck or doe," he had said to himself as his heart raced with fear and anxiety.

Suddenly, the sounds of rustling leaves and crunching twigs drew closer, and he couldn't shake the feeling that he was being pursued. The beam of flashlights pierced through the darkness, casting eerie shadows on the trees around him.

"I know I shouldn't use my Quirk but in desperate times…" Electrical discharges were emitting from his body. The electric currents ran through his skin as if he was a living battery. He was ready to charge. He was bracing himself for the worst when suddenly, a voice called out his name.

"Denki…Denki!"

"Hmm?!"

"Denki? Is that you?" The voice was familiar, and it filled him with a mix of relief and surprise. It was Kyouka's voice, and it was accompanied by another voice he recognizes—Tooru's.

As the flashlights got closer, Denki started to make out their figures in the darkness. Kyouka's punk-style headphones were faintly illuminated by the beams of light, and Tooru's invisible form was outlined by the faint glow of her quirk. Denki's heart pounded with a mixture of emotions—relief, gratitude, and a lingering sense of unease.

"So, this is where you've been hiding." The emo teen rolled her eyes, showing obvious frustration to the big lug that was her boyfriend. "Something told me to come and get you. What's the matter? Mineta found another way to piss somebody off again."

Tooru felt that this was her cue to step in. "Denki, we've been looking for you everywhere!" Her voice holds a mix of concern and annoyance. "What are you doing out here?"

Denki emerged from his hiding spot, his face a mix of embarrassment and sheepishness. "I, uh, got separated from Minoru," he admitted, rubbing the back of his head. Still, he was surprised how truthful he was. The old him would have easily concocted a lie.

Tooru's voice became gentler. "Are you okay? We heard about some commotion near the cabins."

"So we've figured it has to do with two certain dumbasses." Kyouka added.

Denki nodded, still feeling a bit shaky. "Yeah, we were trying to, um, play a prank on the girls' cabin," he confessed, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment. A lie but a half-truth, especially if she knew the true reason behind it.

"Prank my ass." Kyouka let out a sigh, a mix of exasperation and relief. "Honestly, I don't know why I love your dumb, perverted ass." She rolled her eyes as she pulled his arm toward her. "Just be lucky you'll be sharing a bed tonight and nothing further." She then flicked his forehead.

Denki couldn't help but offer a weak smile. "Yeah, I know. I messed up pretty bad this time."

"Where's Minoru?" Tooru asked out of curiosity.

"Wherever he is doesn't matter tonight." Kyouka retorted. "He's God's problem now." She looked at her watch, hoping they could get back to their cabin without getting caught by their chaperones. "C'mon, it's getting late. Let's head back to the cabin."

"What about the rendezvous with the others?" Denki asked.

"Canceled." Tooru said, dropping her head. "Shiozaki overheard us and told Hawks. Fortunately, he was cool and let us off with a warning."

"I'll say. If it would have been Aizawa or worse, Kayama-sensei." The emo teen shuddered, especially with the latter.

Tooru's voice was soothing. "Well, at least you're safe now. Let's head back before anyone else gets worried."

"Or arrested." Kyouka patted Denki's clothes, especially when seeing he was wearing tactical gear.

"Relax, Kyouka," said Tooru. "Blessed with the sense of smell, he's clean. Nothing on him."

"Can't say the same about his conscience." Kyouka added.

Denki deserved it. At least he was caught by Kyouka and Tooru and none of the faculty. As they started to make their way back to the cabins, his thoughts briefly drifted to Minoru. He hoped that he was safe and sound, and that things would be sorted out soon. But for now, he was grateful to be in the company of friends who care about him.

A few minutes later….

"So you two knew we were there the entire time?!" Denki was awestruck and surprised by the revelation from Kyouka as he, her, and Tooru made it back on the main trail.

"Yep!" Tooru said in a giddy tone. "Jirou here was worried and felt what you two were doing was a bad idea. So, she convinced me to come with her so you two wouldn't find more trouble."

"Airing out my dirty laundry, aren't you?" Kyouka rolled her eyes, tugging at Denki's arm as they walked together. "Look, you can only get in trouble so many times."

"And on the first night as well." Tooru said as she stretched out her arms.

"You think I didn't want to do this? You know how advantageous Minoru is," said Denki defensively.

"Still didn't stop you from going," retorted Kyouka.

"And I'm sorry for it," replied Denki sincerely. "You can check my pockets…again. I have nothing on me."

"For your sake, you better not." Kyouka said, creating a hmphing sound.

Tooru covered her mouth to hide her laughter. She just enjoyed their goofy antics and bantering toward each other — the blossoming of a new couple. "Tsu-chan got other plans in the works. We'll regroup tonight at the cabins and talk strategy. God knows Shiozaki is on alert but we'll find our ways."

Denki, Kyouka, and Tooru walked along the path, their flashlights cutting through the darkness. Their steps were cautious, a mix of relief and determination in their expressions. They knew that UA hired private security to canvas the area and since they didn't have familiarity with them, if caught the trio couldn't produce an excuse to get out of trouble.

Denki was becoming giddier than a jolly schoolboy who received cake. Just moments away from sharing a bed with Kyouka and of course it would be the day he would forget to get a condom. Wishful thinking but Denki have witnessed miracles.

"Hey, what's over there?" Tooru said as she pointed the flashlight at the bushes ahead of them.

Their focus was soon interrupted when they noticed someone approaching. The group slowed down, exchanging glances before realizing that it was Hitoshi.

"Shinsou?" Kyouka arched an eyebrow when seeing the school's number one vixen approaching.

The purple-haired teen was rocking a bleached Misfit t-shirt, a Catholic schoolgirl skirt, and matching neon-colored bracelets on each arm. In her mouth, she was sucking on a lollipop. "Ooh la la~! Look what the nomu dragged in."

A teardrop appeared on each of their faces. At the same time a wave of relief came through knowing that it was their senpai.

"Wow, Shinsou…" Denki's eyes were wandering at Hitoshi's assets. It didn't go without notice from the jealous rocker chick. "Ouch!" A hard stomp to the foot would remind anyone of their place.

"What are you doing here, Shinsou?" Tooru asked with curiosity.

"Hired gun for the summer, duh," said Shinsou as she waved the flashlight with her hand. "Sleeping Bag needed some security to watch over you guys. Instead of snitching to Nezu about my side hustles, I would be patrolling for runaway homeboys like yourselves. And oh…thanks to the truce that was made with the League of Villains, so budget cuts." The latter was met with a chuckle, rubbing the back of her head.

"So, Aizawa-sensei got you," asked Kyouka, arching an eyebrow. "Wow…we are really in a recession."

"Well I am sorry that I wasn't your first choice, Courtney Ono. If you would prefer Jason or that crazily deranged, religious transgender camp counselor chick, then I can see if they are available." She rubbed the shaft of the flashlight in an up-and-down motion. "Not sure how Aizawa feels about me reporting…"

"Ok, ok," interjected Kyouka. "Sorry."

"Thank you! So pay for the business you attentively mind to." Hitoshi said, obviously enjoying gazing at Denki just to annoy Kyouka. Admittedly, Denki wasn't her type and he couldn't afford her even if he tried to woo her for the night. Even for his age the boy was so cheap that he wouldn't even spend a lovely evening.

"Hey, girls! You won't believe who I found," Hitoshi called out, her voice carrying a mixture of surprise and excitement.

"Huh?" Tooru questioned herself, realizing that Hitoshi wasn't alone.

The trio exchanged puzzled looks before their gazes turned towards Hitoshi and the group with her. Their flashlights illuminated the newcomers—Ruby, Weiss, and Blake. Denki's eyes widened as he recognized Ruby from the carnival, and Kyouka and Tooru watched with curiosity as the unexpected meeting unfolded.

"I am not sure if you guys met or not," said Hitoshi to her classmates when she extended her hands to the girls. "These are the girls who from Izuku's homestay — the brunette with the red tips and stars in her eyes is Ruby Rose, the girl who was straight out of the Frozen movie is Weiss Schnee, and this kitty cat who gives all of the Wild, Wild Pussycats a run for their money is none other than Blake Belladonna." She then extended her hands back to the trio. "Ruby, Weiss, and Blake, the rocker chick is Kyouka Jirou and believe it or not…." She went over and pinched at Tooru's shoulder.

"Shinsou, the heck?!" Tooru said.

"And this ball of thick air is Tooru Hagakure," responded Hitoshi.

"Hey," retorted Tooru. "Easy on the thickness! I am light as a feather."

Ruby, Weiss, and Blake were taken aback by a surprising revelation. Their attention shifted from one person to another, their eyes widening with curiosity and amazement. Tooru, the girl standing among them, was revealed to possess an extraordinary ability—she was invisible.

The realization was met with a mixture of astonishment and intrigue. Ruby's eyes sparkled with wonder, and she couldn't help but look around, trying to catch a glimpse of Tooru. "Wow, that's amazing! You're... invisible?"

Tooru's voice carried a gentle and slightly hesitant tone. "Yes, that's right. I have the ability to become invisible."

Weiss couldn't hide her fascination, her analytical mind immediately at work. "That's quite the unique Semblance. How do you control it?"

Tooru's faint chuckle came seemingly from nowhere, adding to the sense of mystery. "It's a bit like second nature now. I've learned to control it over time."

"So you were born like this?" Blake asked, with her curiosity piqued as well.

Tooru's invisible head nodded. "Yep! A gift I didn't ask for but received."

Ruby's enthusiasm was infectious, and she couldn't help but grin. "That's so cool! I've never met anyone with an ability like that."

Weiss, always practical, couldn't help but consider the tactical implications. "It's undoubtedly a useful skill, especially in combat situations."

Tooru's unseen presence gave a small nod of agreement. "Yes, it has its advantages."

Blake's eyes sparkled with interest. "Do you use it often?"

Tooru's response held a hint of playfulness. "Only when needed. And sometimes for a good prank or two."

Ruby laughed, her excitement contagious. "Oh, I bet that makes for some interesting moments!"

As the conversation flowed and Tooru's unique ability was discussed, Denki's emotions took a bit of a turn. While he was generally happy to be introduced to Ruby, Weiss, and Blake, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of annoyance that Hitoshi had taken the lead in introducing them.

As the others chatted, Denki's frustration simmered beneath the surface. He exchanged a quick glance with Kyouka, who seemed to notice his mood shift. Feeling a bit ignored and overshadowed, Denki decided to voice his feelings.

"Hey, Hitoshi," he began, his tone carrying a hint of irritation. "You kinda forgot to introduce me there."

Hitoshi blinked, her gaze shifting to Denki. She seemed genuinely surprised by his reaction. "Oh, sorry about that, Denki. I guess I got carried away with introducing everyone else." She cleared her throat. "My bad, Denki. Consider this your introduction, then — meet Ruby, Weiss, and Blake."

Ruby laughed softly, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Nice making your acquaintance again, Denki."

Weiss nodded, a small smile on her lips. "Apologies for the oversight, Denki."

Blake's eyes held a playful glint. "It's not often someone gets upset about not being introduced."

Denki's embarrassment faded away as he joined in the laughter. "Yeah, yeah, I guess I overreacted a bit."

Kyouka raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued by Denki's casual mention of knowing Ruby. "Wait, you met Ruby at the carnival? How does that even happen?"

Denki chuckled, scratching the back of his head with a sheepish grin. "Yeah, it's a bit of a long story. But the short version is, we kinda got caught up in a... let's call it a 'carnival adventure.' There were fireworks, chaos, and a lot of unexpected twists."

Ruby nodded in agreement, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Oh yeah, that was definitely a night to remember. Lots of crazy stuff happened."

Kyouka leaned in, her curiosity getting the better of her. "Alright, now I really want to hear the whole story."

Tooru, who had been listening attentively, chimed in with a playful smirk. "I'm all ears too. Don't leave out any juicy details!"

"Trust me…how we said it should be left said. Right, Ruby?" Denki turned to the brunette-redhead in question. It was no surprise that she left the boys hanging high and dry by the lustrous hands of Xellos. A promise that both teens told each other not to further elaborate. If anything, it gave him perspective — a high certainty that he favored girls more than he thought he did.

"Limp like soggy corn flakes," said Denki to himself. Suddenly, the obvious elephant in the room. "Say, guys. There was another member of your party." He waved his hands. "That blonde girl…that gives me Bakugo vibes."

"Please don't mention that rabid kangaroo dog," said Blake. "And yes that missing party is the girl that wiped the floor with Bakugo."

"Whoa!" Tooru said with stars in her eyes. "You're the ones that bruised Bakugo's ego!?"

"Hand to Oum." Blake said, raising her hand with pride.

"Can I get an autograph?" Tooru said as she approached the Faunus teen.

Kyouka began chuckling. "Mightily impressed." She then frowned. "Still…that fight is the cause we're here in the first place."

It was met with a slap to the back by Shinsou. "That's history! Let's live in the present. And currently she is nowhere to be found."

"Yang, correct?" Denki asked.

"You're right!" Ruby said, confirming his question. "Yang is my older sister and the self-proclaimed Mama Bear of the group. She's tough as nails and doesn't care if you're a man or a woman, ready to kick butt and chew gum."

"And that night with Bakugo, she was certainly out of gum," retorted the neko Faunus, proud of her best friend.

"We're actually looking for her," said Hitoshi as she tried not to grin. "The girls scampered when they thought they were getting caught by Aizawa or something."

"Understandable, especially since they aren't supposed to be here," said Kyouka with her hands on her hips.

Hitoshi told Denki that they were looking for Yang. Denki said that he and Minoru were in a similar situation, but for obviously different circumstances due to their "prank."

Hitoshi raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued by Denki's mention of a prank. "A prank, you say? Do tell."

Denki scratched the back of his head, grinning sheepishly. "Well, you see, Minoru and I thought it would be funny to sneak into the girls' cabin and mess around a bit. But then things got a bit out of hand, and we ended up having to make a run for it when we heard flashlights and voices."

Hitoshi chuckled. "Poor dude who smells of rubberbands, always getting into trouble." She then turned to Denki. "And here I thought you were the responsible one."

Denki laughed, a bit embarrassed. "Yeah, well, we all have our moments, right?"

Hitoshi smirked. "Well, you've certainly had an eventful night. But, hey, be thankful if it was me and not the border patrol…."

Weiss cleared her throat. The last thing she needed was another reminder of that conversation. "Not trying to rush this tet-o-tet but I am not sure if we're in the clear or not."

Hitoshi rolled her eyes at the snow queen. "She's right. By now, the old man and the crew could be finished with the meeting and patrolling the area." She momentarily paused, gauging the group around her. "And I can't come up with an excuse for those violating curfew and those who aren't supposed to be here in the first place."

"But we still have to look for Yang," responded Ruby in a worried voice. "Who knows where she could be."

"I wouldn't be too worried, Rubes," said Blake as she took hold of Ruby's shoulder. "Yang is tough and can handle herself. I wouldn't want to be the person who crosses paths with her. That's for sure." "A part of me is afraid that she is somewhere she doesn't need to be." A chord was struck with the thought that Yang was probably looking for Izuku. The campsite was large according to the info she received from Shinsou. Her fear was with her wits, beauty, and charm, Yang can make any boy fold and convince him to where Izuku resided.

"You're right, Blake." Ruby said with the sparkles in her silver eyes. "Knowing her, she's probably looking for us."

Hitoshi turned her head to Denki and the girls. "It would be wise to head back to your cabins." She then looked at the Remnant girls. "You girls can stay with me for the night. It is close to changing shifts with Rin and Hisoka so you guys can stay there while I can have Rin assist me in finding Yang."

"Where do you think she is," asked Ruby.

"Honestly, finding the big breasted blondie should be the last thing on your mind."

…!

The atmosphere suddenly shifted — their expressions turned to shock as Midnight and Mount Lady emerged from the darkness, their stern faces illuminated by the moonlight.

The R-rated Pro Heroine's voice was tinged with a mix of amusement and irritation. "Well, well, what do we have here? A little gathering in the woods?"

Mount Lady clicked her tongue as she shook her head in disappointment. She crossed her arms, her towering figure adding an air of authority to the scene. "Seems like you kids have been having quite the adventure tonight."

Hitoshi, Blake, Ruby, Weiss, Denki, Kyouka, and Tooru exchanged nervous glances. They had been caught red-handed, and the presence of two Pro Heroines only heightened the gravity of the situation.

"Hmm…Shinsou, Kaminari, Jirou, Hagakure…." Midnight raised an eyebrow, especially when seeing three additional people who were certainly not on the camp roster. "Well, well, well…what do we have here?" She crossed her arms as she eyed her students. "Didn't recall in the afternoon assembly that you were allowed to have visitors."

"In the late night hour at best." Mount Lady added.

Denki managed a nervous smile. "No, no…well…" He began to fidget, trying his best to produce a lie. "These girls are…umm…backpackers." He snapped his fingers. "Yeah…backpackers. They were lost and we were here trying to find their way back to their camp."

Kayama-sensei's expression remained stern. "Backpackers, huh? And what about the flashlights? Are those a new fashion accessory?" She then looked at Denki's tactical gear — the obviosity of something behind out of place. "A bit early for Halloween, eh Kaminari?"

"What's a good hike without tactical gear," retorted the electric blond in a nervous laugh.

"Still doesn't explain why you're out past curfew if you're 'helping' some backpackers," retorted Kayama-sensei.

"Aren't enough lampposts out here," said Tooru.

"Plus being safe than sorry." Kyouka added, trying her best to sound logical.

"But it still doesn't answer the question on why you three are out here past curfew and coming across some random 'backpackers' out of the middle of nowhere," said Kayama-sensei.

"Yeah…and if they are 'backpackers,' then where is their stuff?" Takeyama retorted. "Judging by the way they dress, they are on their way to a fashion show and not perusing the woods." She glared at Weiss, who obviously looked out of place with her outfit.

Midnight's gaze settled on Hitoshi, and she raised an eyebrow. "And you, young lady. Quite surprised at you. Isn't your role to patrol the camp and to report any violations?"

Hitoshi bit her lip, feeling the weight of their scrutiny. "That is true." She tugged her bracelets. "I encountered these girls while I was making my rounds. They are new to the area and got lost. And doubling back to the question about their being overdressed, they are new to the backpacking thing."

Midnight and Mount Lady stared at each other momentarily before returning their gaze back to Hitoshi. "Liar!"

The group exchanged glances once again, realizing that their attempt to downplay the situation was falling flat.

"Cut the crap, you guys," said Kayama-sensei. "Don't think we were born yesterday."

"Exactly! Plus, your little friend already gave us the scoop on you all including these backpackers." Mount Lady added.

"What friend?" Denki asked, trying not to display fear but more so curiosity.

A smirk spread across the Pro Heroines' faces. Midnight reached into between her chest and pulled out a whistle. "Oh, Chappie~!"

Their eyes widened in disbelief that emerged out of the woods — it was Minoru. He was naked, save for his underwear. He was sporting a diamond-studded collar, sporting a pair of panties over his head and the biggest thing that stood out — in his mouth was a yellow infinity scarf. Upon seeing that, Ruby's mouth was agape. Shock and concern spread across her features, making her voice tinged with both confusion and worry.

"Recognize these pairs of panties?!" Kayama-sensei said insincerely as she blew the whistle again for Minoru to crawl forward. He lowered his head, huffing like a dog. She pulled the yellow scarf and held it in her hand.

"What... what's going on," asked Ruby in a worried tone of voice.

"I don't know. You tell me," responded Mount Lady.

Blake stepped forward to the Pro Heroines. "This isn't the time for 21 Questions. Who is that and why does he have Yang's scarf?"

"Firstly, I would be cautious on how you approach us," said Kayama-sensei. "The thing is that we aren't stupid and you guys aren't backpackers."

Takeyama-senpai walked forward to the Faunus. "Chappie here gave us the scoop and then some." She clicked her tongue. "Boy oh boy, I wouldn't want to be in your shoes."

"Minoru?" Denki asked worriedly.

Minoru dropped his head, showing disappointment by his body language.

"Amazing what a guy does to give up in order to have his freedom," said Kayama-sensei. "And now here's the real kicker, girls. I can't imagine what's gonna happen when Professor Goodwitch finds out."

"Where's Yang?" Ruby asked in a stern voice.

"I wouldn't be so worried about Yang at this point in time. You should be concerned about yourselves at this moment," retorted Mount Lady. "David is on his way to get you girls."

"He's meeting us at the main house," said Midnight. "Your professor will be here soon to collect you as well." She pointed at the pathway. "Let's go girls!"

In a swift and unexpected turn of events, Blake's Semblance came into play as she used her shadow manipulation to catch both Midnight and Mount Lady off guard. Before they could react, Ruby's Semblance activated, allowing her to move with incredible speed. With a precise strike, she incapacitated Midnight and Mount Lady, causing them to slump to the ground.

The sudden shift in the situation left the group momentarily stunned, their eyes shifting from the fallen heroes to Blake and Ruby. Denki and the other's brows shot up as they stared at her Ruby.

Hitoshi, although stunned by the situation, couldn't help but to be impressed. "Holy Esdeath, Ruby!"

"Thanks," said Ruby. "It is something I hoped I didn't think I would have to use."

"Like…wow!" Tooru said. "I…didn't know you guys had Quirks."

"Well, they aren't exactly Quirks but that is something we can talk about another time," said Blake.

"And how," said Denki. He then looked at his friend who was on his hands and knees. Minoru blinked in surprise as he stared at the unconscious heroes. "Uh, did that just happen?"

"Yeah…this!" Blake said as she used her foot to kick Minoru in the face. Minoru fell flat to the ground. It wasn't over when she crouched over and grabbed his collar. "Look here, you little bastard. Where in the hell is Yang?"

"I…I…I…" Minoru was stammering but it was met with a slap from Blake.

"You have a lot of nerve to put something like this in your mouth," said Blake in a stern voice. "If I didn't fear retaliation or incarceration from the Earthling police, I would squeeze that face of yours until your balls spurt out jelly. And I don't necessarily mean the ones on your head." She lifted him up higher. "So I am going to ask you once and only once…how did you get that scarf and where in the hell is Yang?"

"I bumped into Yang earlier in the woods," said Minoru. "We literally ran into each other. She was looking for Izuku and I told her where he was. And as for the scarf, I found it on the ground. I'm telling the truth so please don't hurt me."

The electric blond intervened and came to Minoru's aid. "Okay, Blake, take it easy on him. The guy is a perv but he isn't that kind of person."

Her amber eyes furrowed at the duo for a moment before she released him. Hitoshi then approached Minoru. "You're absolutely positive, Minoru?"

"Yes! I even got the bruises to prove it," replied Minoru.

"Where is Izuku's cabin?" Blake asked.

"It's over the hill near the lake, a stone's throw away," answered Minoru.

"We're going." Blake said as she went over and took hold of Minoru by his collar "And you're going to lead us there."

Minoru understood as he stood up. Blake pushed him to lead the way as the others began following suit. With Midnight and Mount Lady temporarily out of the picture, the group found themselves on the path of borrowed time.

Back to the present…with Yang and Izuku….

She straddled his lap with his cock hard pressed against her curvy ass cheeks. Yang was going to have a fill of her cinnamon roll. She was wet and the dampness over his cock proved true. She licked her lips and tugged at her breast before careening her cavern over Izuku's cock.

"Who is better? Me, Blake, or Neon." She snickered. "Don't answer that. Mama Yang is going to make sure you will never forget me, I-zu-ku."

"Ha! That one thing, huh? How can he become a Pro Hero if women are his kryptonite?!"

"I said how can you become a Pro Hero if you can't even take charge of the pussy. What's the matter? Don't like women? Allergic to women? Did the babysitter take advantage of you as a kid?"

"If he was a real man, then this boy can speak for himself."

"C'mon, Deku! Be a real man. Stand up for yourself! Say something, pussy!"

"That is an unfair way of viewing things, Izuku."

"That is not right. A friend is a friend that is loving, trusting, loyal, and overall protective. That is my role with my teammates. A hard role to get into, but I would be damned if I see others treat my friends as so."

"You know, Izuku, people tend to externalize their weakness and project it onto others."

"There are people that can't accept that the world is large enough for everyone to get something. However, there are people that believe that two is a crowd."

As Yang leaned her vagina toward his cock, his instincts kicked in, and he swiftly pushed her off the bed, causing her to roll over. She tumbled and her head hit the breakfast table.

"Oh my God, Yang!" Izuku's voice held a mixture of surprise and concern. He jumped out of bed and ran to the nearest light switch. Once seeing his cabin well-lit, he then ran to her aid.

"Yang, Yang…are you alright?" Izuku was taken aback. Although he had the right, he still felt bad, especially what the impact did to her.

"Junior, how many times do I beat you upside your head to let me in? My ID says that I'm 21."

The flirty blonde was mumbling and smacking her lips. She appeared in a daze. It didn't help the situation that she was naked and her beauty was enough in itself to stir feelings with him. Nevertheless, he had to repress it.

Izuku lightly smacked her cheeks, trying to wake her up. He did a couple of attempts before she began stirring. Her lilac-colored eyes were locked onto his emerald eyes. She looked at him, taken aback by his response. "I-I-Izuku?"

Izuku hesitated, his expression a blend of uncertainty and anxiety. "Yang, I... I didn't expect this." He bowed apologetically. "Sorry that I've pushed you but you have caught me off guard."

Yang's brow furrowed in confusion. "What do you mean?"

Izuku took a breath, his gaze sincere. "What do I mean? I mean what are you doing here? Why are you in my cabin?" Then came the obvious elephant in the room. "Why are you naked and trying to have sex with me?"

Understanding began to dawn in Yang's eyes as she processed his words. She took a step back, her own expression thoughtful. "I'm sorry." She instinctively bowed apologetically to him. I didn't mean to come on so strong. I just…I just…"

"Just…what?!"

"Nevermind." Yang's face softened and she looked away from him. The embarrassment and revelation of forcing herself onto him began penetrating her mind. Could she blame him if he were to get angry?

This was actually their first true conversation since the first night at his residence. Even then it was brief and she was in a drunken state of mind. So he had every right to be shocked with their recent encounter, especially since he wasn't the one who initiated it.

The emerald-haired teen reached over and pulled the covers from the bed. He handed it to her to cover her nakedness. She silently thanked him and used it to cover herself. Izuku walked over to the front door and properly locked the doors. The arching eyebrow appeared when seeing Yang's love tools on the floor a few feet away.

He tried not to let that bother him. Compared to Melissa and Neon, at least she wasn't as abrasive or belittling another girl due to their own personal insecurities.

"Why are you here?" Izuku asked her cautiously. Izuku's tension eased a bit, but there was still a cause of concern in the air.

"Well…we came here because…we wanted to see you," replied Yang.

"Wait a minute? We?"

"Yeah." She let out a tiny smile. "Me, Ruby, Blake, Weiss. We all came here to come and see you."

A tint of red beamed on his cheeks. "To see me?"

"Of course, silly." The blonde teen stood up and took a seat on the bed. "We didn't like how things ended when you left. What happened following the fashion show…the awkwardness, the silent treatment…how cold we were towards you. It just didn't feel right and I wanted…well we wanted to extend our hand to you." She raised her eyes to him. "We just wanted to see you."

Izuku continued standing. He wasn't sure how he could register the situation. For starters, she and the others were at the campsite to see him. Although he wanted to be happy, a part of him feared repercussions — especially since she partially played a role in why he was here in the first place. Not that he blamed her. He didn't blame her but feared that if she and the others were here, then it wouldn't be long before their chaperone would come looking for them.

"Where are the others," asked Izuku.

"I don't know. When we arrived, we all split up because we thought we were compromised," said Yang. "I kept running in the woods until I bumped into some pervert who tried to take advantage of me."

A teardrop appeared on his forehead. A genius wasn't needed because the perv-in-question was Minoru.

"In exchange for his freedom and his balls, he gave me the whereabouts of your cabin," said Yang. She then looked away, actually shying away as she didn't have the heart to complete the story. Especially since her nakedness, her forwardness, and the love tools she left behind gave clear awareness of her intentions.

[Imagine dark streaks appearing behind Izuku]

A headache was brewing so he pinched his temple. He then proceeded to take breaths. Not even a few hours at camp and trouble found itself to reside within him once again.

As far as he was concerned, today in general was just another example of what he and Hitoshi discussed at the diner. As much as he could be angry about the situation, he knew it wouldn't do any good. Even though it was justifiable, he just didn't have the heart to lash out at anyone.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone — no service. According to Momo, parts of the campsite had little to no service as her family were still in talks with the phone company to install cell towers. It was past curfew and stepping out to find Ruby and the others would cause trouble. Best case scenario was if they encountered Hitoshi. That alone was living on a prayer. He just hoped to God that they had encountered her.

"Why don't you get dressed and I can fix us a cup of coffee," said Izuku as he walked over to the kitchenette. "I think we should stay put for the time being."

"Okay," said Yang.

The lilac-eyed teen was surprised how forgiving he could be. Part of her believed he was easily forgivable, but the other side wanted to pick at it as weakness. Either way, he didn't look upset as he easily changed the subject and just went on his business without pressing the matter. In a way, she did envy his spirit. She wasn't sure what she would have done if the shoe was on the other foot.

"I see Moes's family here has quite the amenities. They definitely spare no expense." He said as he could detect a hint of macadamia nut coffee grams from the cabinet above the sink.

"Moes?"

"Momo Yaoyorozu," answered Izuku as he pulled out the back of the Keurig and filled it with cool tap water. "She is a classmate of mine and vice-president of our class. I think you guys met after the fashion show."

"Yeah, I think so. She is the one with the ponytail, right?"

"Yeah."

"She kind of favors Blake a little…except in the bust." Yang smiled. "I know guys probably ogled those all day. Wouldn't be surprised if they found a Grimm in there." She chuckled.

"A Grimm?"

"Let's just say what a Grimm is to you is what a Nomu is to us."

"Oh!" Izuku looked at the coffee packets. "Do you care for macadamia nut coffee?"

"Sure."

"Anyway…Momo's family is quite rich and this camp here belongs to her family. Heck, anything in Musutafu probably belongs to the Yaoyorozu family."

Yang giggled as she turned away from Izuku. She found her panties and put them on. She then put on her bra and walked to where she last left her clothes. "That sounds similar to Weiss Schnee with her family — the Schnee Dust Company."

"Yeah…Weiss!"

"I-I-I c-c-can e-e-explain. I-i-i-it w-w-w-was…"

"You pervert!"

*SLAP*

Filling the tank to its capacity, he put it back into the Keurig. When turning around, Yang stood inches away, narrowing any gap between them.

"Hmm?" Izuku was trying his best to maintain his cool, but a few dribbles of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"I…umm…just wanted to see if you want any help." Yang put her hands in a praying position. "I swear."

He delivered a partial smile. "Sure. Yaoyorozu said that her family has stocked some food in the refrigerator for us in case we get grounded. Also, Mom prepared a care package."

"Auntie Inko?" Yang greedily rubbed her belly. "Now you're speaking my language."

"Go and check my luggages, there should be some carrot pie and oatmeal cookies in there."

"Hell yeah!" Yang said ecstatically as she ran back into the living area. As he continued to prepare the coffee, she ran to where his luggage was located. She had promised herself that she wasn't going to take his underwear…today!

Squatting, she opened the bag to look for the treats made by Auntie Inko. As she continued rummaging the bag, she saw something that stood out to her. It was something wedged in the fabric of the luggage. She pulled it out and saw it was a tiny photo. The kind of photos one would take in a photo booth at the mall.

It was a picture of him but at a younger age. She envied the mothers who were blessed to bathe him into their bosom. Then, something else stood out about the photo. In the photo was another kid beside him. That person had short silvery hair. They were wearing matching t-shirts of All Might and were giving each other bunny ears. From her position, the kid looked like a boy. However, what stood out to her about the boy was the scar he was sporting.

"Did you find Mom's treats?"

Yang snapped herself back to reality. Taking the photo and placing it in her pocket, she then found the containers that kept Auntie Inko's treats. "Yeah, I did."

"Awesome. The coffee is almost ready. Let's make what's best out of it until we can come up with a solution to find the girls."

"Mmm-hmm!" Yang said as she grabbed the plastic tupperware and walked back to the kitchenette. Unbeknownst to him, she slipped the photo into her back pocket. "I wasn't sure if you wanted the carrot pie or the cookies."

"Bring both. No such thing as having too many sweets."

"That is exactly what my sister would say."

"Great minds think alike."

Yang placed the tupperware containers on the counter. Izuku grabbed the cups of coffee that he made, handing one to her.

"Thanks," she replied cheerfully. She could smell the aroma of the macadamia nut.

Izuku grabbed another chair and seated himself across from Yang. "Cheers!" She raised the cup as he did the same, toasting each other before taking a sip of his drink.

About twenty minutes later….

Izuku's taste buds flared as he consumed his cup of coffee. He wasn't a particular fan of specialty coffee. A typical blond roast type to put hair on chest was more of his shtick but he wasn't afraid to try something different for a change.

"Care for some more of your mother's world famous carrot pie," asked Yang as she helped herself to another slice. "Your mother should consider opening up a bakery in Remnant. The lines will be as long as walking from Vacuo to Vale."

"I think I can make room for another slice." Izuku held out his plate as she presented him with another slice. The emerald teen partook in the baked good, tasting the freshness, the softness, and even the flakiness of the crust. "Wow, this is delicious! Mom really outdid herself on this one."

"I know, right," said Yang. "You should really try with the french vanilla whipped cream. Copped some out of the fridge." The sound of her spraying it was audible as she put it on the pie. "I must say and I may sound like a broken record, but you have a very cool mom."

A tint of red appeared on his face. "Thanks." He paused looking at his pie. "I guess I am very lucky to have her."

"She's definitely got some skills in the kitchen. And you know what they say, a guy who has a cool mom is usually pretty great himself," replied Yang as she took another bite. "She's definitely doing a great job and like you said, you're very lucky to have her."

"I certainly appreciate that, Yang," said Izuku with a hint of pride in his voice.

"Don't mention it." She swallowed the piece of pie. "Speaking of your mom, I do have to tell you that she's aware of this 'covert' mission."

A teardrop appeared on his head. "Why am I not surprised?" He then furrowed his eyebrow. "Did she…"

"No! Out of the whim and my own volition," she replied. However, she didn't have the heart to tell her that his mother did supply them with condoms. Condoms she knew she wasn't going to use. She kept telling herself that she was on the pill and as brute as she was, she felt that the possibility of becoming pregnant was as anomalous as Earth colliding with Remnant.

"But you have to admit. All of you guys were taking the risk to come and see me," said Izuku. "I wouldn't describe myself as Mr. Popular."

"Nonsense!"

"Not from where I am sitting!" The boy chuckled.

She giggled. "I wouldn't be so certain. Is it normal for a girl to sneak inside and want to do…" She tried not to giggle about what happened earlier.

"Only have seen in the deepest rabbit holes of Mineta's comics."

"Wishful thinking on his end," interjected Yang.

He giggled, then nodded in understanding. "Let me ask you this. What about your parents? If I remember correctly, you and Ruby are half-sisters."

"That's right. She and I have the same father but different moms."

"Right. She told me that her mom passed away many years ago."

"Summer? Yeah she did. An unfortunate demise but she was a great woman to my dad and my sister. Better than my mom."

"Really?"

Yang grabbed the knife and pulled out another slice of pie. "My mom and I…our relationship is complicated."

"I can relate. A bit about how I feel with my own father. I mean he provides us money and makes his routine calls to check on mom and me. But, it still feels like I am in a single parent household, you know."

Yang nodded in understanding. "At least your father is making an effort. My mom? Not so much." She took a sip of her now lukewarm coffee. "My mom is a skilled warrior. A bit of a loner and can be hard to figure out."

"How may I ask?"

"Back in the day, my mom used to be part of a team called Team STRQ. Just like my team, it consisted of my dad, my uncle, and Summer — Ruby's mom. Before Ruby was born, my mom just disappeared and left me and my dad hanging. So when you describe your father as being an absentee parent, it doesn't come close to my mom. She's the true definition of the mysterious lone wolf."

"I see." Izuku took another sip of coffee. "That must have been hard for you and your dad."

"Yeah it was. I grew up without really knowing her and my uncle Qrow, who is her brother, didn't talk about her much either. She's got this attitude that she cares about herself, and she's not afraid to do whatever it takes to survive."

"Wow! Sounds like she should be Kacchan's mother."

"That boy wouldn't stand a chance against my mother," retorted Yang. "What me and Blake did to him were love taps. If my mother ever crossed paths with him…" She shuddered at the thought.

"Say less. Understood."

She drained the rest of her coffee. "Her absence wasn't necessarily a bad thing. Because I've learned to focus on the people who are there for me. Dad, Uncle Qrow, Ruby and my friends. They're my real family."

"It is great that you've found support in others, especially given the challenges you've faced."

She smiled. "Thanks, Izuku."

"You're welcome…and thank you."

"For what?"

"For thanking me."

She smiled contentedly. "Can I ask you a personal question?"

Izuku grew hesitant. He was trying his best to walk the line to keep the conversation as unadulterated as possible, especially what she had tried to do with him earlier. Since he didn't want to be rude, he took a breath before answering Yang's question. "Yeah! Ask away!"

"Why did you decide to become a Pro Hero?"

"You know…that's a big question. Well, ever since I was a kid, I've always admired heroes. They are the ones who stand up to protect others, even if it means putting themselves in danger. I guess I wanted to be like them, to make a difference and help people in need."

Yang nodded in understanding. "That's a really positive outlook. But I've heard that being a hero can be tough and dangerous. Are you ever afraid?"

Izuku nodded to her. "Everyday. It's a scary line of work, risking and busting your butt to face an adversary who isn't afraid to put you in the ground for a permanent cat nap. But that fear can also be a driving force, pushing me to train harder and be better prepared. And knowing that I have the support of my friends and family, it gives me strength to keep moving forward."

"That's quite admirable of you, Izuku."

"Thanks. Since we're on the subject of saving the world, do you care to share on why you wanted to be a huntress?"

She sort of flinched when hearing those words coming out of his mouth, but tried her best to not show it. Guess she was surprised that someone had a genuine opinion about her dream profession.

She paused momentarily. "Well, it's a bit of a personal story. You see, I come from a family of huntresses and huntsmen. My dad, my uncle, and my mom — fighting the forces of evil beyond this realm to keep us safe. All of them were really amazing fighters. Maybe around the time I was two or three, my mom disappeared and my dad was always out of missions. So, Ruby and I kind of had to take care of ourselves.

"Wow!" Izuku's mouth was agape. "That must have been tough."

"Yeah, but it made me want to be strong and independent. I wanted to be able to protect myself and others, just like my family did. And when I discovered my semblance — my special power — I knew I wanted to use it to help people."

"A semblance?"

"Just as you guys have Quirks, we have semblances. In a way they share qualities."

"Oh I see!"

"So, I trained hard to become a huntress and enrolled at Beacon Academy."

"Just as I did the same when I wanted to join UA High School. UA is a tough school to become enrolled. Most have to test or become accepted through recommendations. As you can see, I was the former."

"It's a rigorous course to become a huntress or hunter at our school," she said to him. "Our planet has more women than men, so we as women have to be tougher and prove ourselves as powerful and mighty as the men."

"Noble and strong reasons to fight. I am far from biased when it comes to gender. Equal rights, equal lefts. At the end of the day, a villain doesn't care if you're sexy, handsome, young or old, all they care about is seeing you bleed and die."

"Same on our end." She raised her finger. "It's do or die in our universe. At least you're blessed that you have the freedoms here as an Earthling. Not that I am comparing who has it worse than the other…" She sighed heavily, grabbing her chest. "It can be a cold world where I am from, Izuku. Any little thing…that thing you call liberty, take that as a blessing. You wouldn't believe how many people in my universe would love to have at least a nanosecond of freedom here on Earth."

Izuku became silent. He could tell that it was a heavy subject for her to share and discuss. What she didn't know was that during the week when the group was giving him the cold shoulder, he picked up a book on Remnant History from the public library.

It was true that being a huntsman and huntress was a deadly profession. They were trained to hunt and to kill their foes whereas it was frown upon as Pro Heroes on Earth. Unlike other hero schools, schools in Remnant have stricter rules for the formation of their students. They would first have to attend combat schools during their middle school years prior to enrolling in a Huntsmen academy. And unlike schools like UA, their entrance exams were rigorously aggressive and dangerous. Potential applicants were thrown into the forest that was infested with Nomu-like creatures. He even read that some students have died trying to fight these creatures.

"Sorry, Izuku. I think I have spoken too much," she said as she chuckled slightly.

"No," he said, waving his hand. "I'm thankful that you have shared this with me." He cleared his throat. "I know it isn't easy battling yourself with a world of people who want to do harm and at the same time, try to live a life of a normal teenager. I think that is the norm for us Heroes on earth — trying to find that balance.

"When I was younger, I didn't have a Quirk. I was told that without it, I couldn't be a superhero. But I never gave up on my dream. When I met my idol, All Might, he showed me that being a hero is about saving people with a smile, no matter the obstacles."

"Izuku."

"At the same time, Yang, we must also find a balance between being a hero and being a kid."

She arched an eyebrow. "Is that so?"

"Yeah." He smiled. He reached over and took her hand. "It's something I've been learning as I go. It's important to save the day and protect people, but it's also important to have a life outside of that. Friends, family, hobbies — they all contribute to making you a better hero. So I've been trying to find that balance and not let the pressure of being a hero overwhelm me."

Yang blushed when feeling his soft hand touching hers. She just nodded and smiled. "That's some wise advice. I guess we all need a little bit of balance in our lives."

"Definitely. It's not easy, but it's worth it. And I believe that even though our worlds might be different, the core values of heroism and the pursuit of a better future are universal."

He then realized that he was still holding Yang's hand. He immediately released it and then blushed. "Umm…I think I want another cup of coffee. Care for another?"

"Sure," she said in a happier tone. "Plus, you gotta try this whipped cream on this carrot pie. It's really good."

"I'll give it a shot."

As he filled the container with more water, Yang gave him a look. "Hey, Izuku?"

"Yeah?"

She walked around the counter and stood inches away from him. "I've dated a lot of guys and girls in my life, but you're different from any of them." She then touched his cheek. "Sorry for forcing myself on you."

He nodded and took hold of her hand, rubbing it affectionately. "Yang, don't take this the wrong way. You're a gorgeous woman, tough as nails, and from what I have been told, quite humorous to boot. However, what happened earlier caught me off guard…and I just think if we were to do what we did…I think we need to know each other more.

"And before you double back to Blake and Ruby, I can't explain how and why the chemistry became the way it did. It feels weird and I can't quite explain myself but I just don't think having sex on its own is enough. There needs to be some form of mutualism. I know I am being a walking hypocrite…."

It was interrupted when the emerald teen felt the soft, wet pressure of her lips pressing against his. The emerald teen allowed him to bask in the moment as their lips were enveloping each other. It wasn't a forced kiss, it wasn't anything erotic about it. It was just a simple, lighthearted kiss.

Yang broke the kiss. She turned away, looking like a nubile, yet naive child, unaware of her actions. She touched her lips. "Just like Blake and Ruby, I am willing to fight to have your love and affection, Izuku Midoriya!"

The teen made an involuntary pathetic sound. His cheeks were redder than a tomato. His nose began twitching and his ears stood attentively.

Then there was a knock at the door.

Izuku looked at the time. Who would be at his door at this ungodly hour. The teen excused himself and approached the door. As he opened the door, his face dropped.

Standing in front of him was Aizawa-sensei. His tired eyes looked at him as if he was staring into his soul. However, the eraser hero wasn't alone. He looked behind him and saw a few people he easily recognized — Blake, Ruby, Hitoshi, Denki, Tooru, and Kyouka. Not too far from them were Kayama-sensei, Mount Lady, and surprisingly Professor Goodwitch.

Aizawa-sensei pointed at him and Yang and then pointed at the group outside. No words were needed when realizing that they were in trouble.

Aizawa-sensei applied a nicotine patch to his arm. He then turned to Professor Goodwitch. "We have housing available for you and the girls for tonight. I'll take care of the other students."

Aizawa-sensei wagged his finger at Izuku, urging him and Yang to leave the cabin. The teen swallowed a lump in his throat as he followed suit. The disappointed and surprised looks on their faces were exchanged as they all became one as they were led back to the main house.

What a first night of camp to remember.

To be continued….

"Yeah, I have my eyes on her."

About an hour or two went by before Cardin was needed by his mistress. Very detailed and meticulous to her work, she contacted him from an out-of-town number with the burner phone he kept for situations such as this. He knew better than to answer, just knew that he was needed.

Leaving the downtown apartment Saiko hooked up for him, he drove the Cadillac Escalade to Intelli Auto Sales where she left a key in the lock box. Down the street was a storage lot that was owned by the Intelli family. An additional space for storage of damaged or totaled vehicles, but in this instance, a salvaged vehicle that was branded and would be used for surveillance.

It was a red GMC Suburban — one previous owner from New Jersey who was no longer part of the living. Cardin couldn't care about the details of how and why it was in Saiko's possession, but whatever the mistress desired, he would do his best to please her in any way.

Stepping inside, there was a single note written in Mistrali. Make no mistake that the native language was sloppy and filled with grammatical errors, he knew Saiko was going to do whatever it took to conceal anything warranting trouble. He saw and read the message, pulled out a cigarette, and used the paper as a wick to light the cancer stick. After discarding the remnants, he turned on the car, shifted the gears and made his way onto the highway.

"Word around town is that Melissa is hiding out at her father's in I-Island. Dove and Sky will meet you at the bus terminal on your way there. Follow her and nothing more. Have them do ground truth for the time being. We'll worry about Hitoshi and Ruby later. For now, I want my money."

As the Remnantian teen sat in the shadows, his gaze fixed on Melissa's room. He had received clear instructions from Saiko Intelli, and he wasn't about to disappoint. His duty was to watch her, to gather any information that could be used against her. It was a role he had reluctantly accepted, driven by the promise of rewards from Saiko. The reluctance was due to how much precious time was wasted — especially when he knew that Melissa will fail to deliver their funds.

As he observed Melissa, his mind was calculating, analyzing her every move. He watched as she paced, her expression a mixture of worry and frustration. He noted her actions, the way she glanced at her phone, the sighs that escaped her lips. Every detail was being meticulously recorded in his mind.

Cardin wasn't alone in this task. He knew that Sky and Dove were also in the building, keeping a close eye on Melissa's movements. They were part of the web of surveillance that Saiko had woven around her. Their job was to ensure that nothing escaped their notice, that every action, every interaction, was scrutinized.

As the minutes turned into hours, Cardin remained vigilant, his focus unwavering. He knew the importance of his role, the stakes that were riding on his ability to uncover any weaknesses Melissa might have. He couldn't afford to let his guard down, not even for a moment.

In the shadows, Cardin waited, his presence hidden from Melissa's view. He was a silent observer, a pawn in a larger game that was being played out.

To be continued…for real this time….