Izuku smiled like a school kid when his phone rang, and he saw her name appear. He excused himself to take the call as Eri teased him that his girlfriend was calling.

"Is it wrong of me to say that I miss you? Even though I just saw you at lunch?" he said.

"No, would you think less of me if I said the same thing?" Ibarra responded; he could almost hear the blush in her voice.

"Then when can I see you again?"

"That is, in part, what I am calling to talk to you about."

"Only part?" she could hear the smile in his voice.

"Honestly, yes, I want to hear your voice," he smiled now. "I know this may be sudden, but I was wondering if you would like to meet my parents; they are in town…a bit of a surprise, and it told them about you."

"What did you tell them about me?" he responded.

"The truth is I am quite taken with you, Mr. Midoriya. You have enchanted my mind and dazzled my senses. You forgave my mistake, and you have opened my eyes to a future that I once believed to be forever closed," her voice was soft, like a lover whispering into his ear.

"You can't tell me that and tell me your parents are here," he replied, his heart pounding. "It makes me want to run to you and take you in my arms."

"What would you do once I was in your arms?"

"Kiss you, kiss you till you understand your power over me."

"That could be dangerous; you make me forget myself when you kiss me," her voice had changed; it was a bit deeper now, and it had a sultry undertone that was doing things to him. "In fact, you have dominated my mind all day, invaded my thoughts; there is an emptiness, and I know that it is the fact that I am not near you."

"Ibarra…" he whispered her name; it was almost a wish, a plea to her. It tugged at her, tugged at her body and her heart.

"Meet me at my office in 20 minutes," she responded. "We may not have the night, but I need to fill this ache and soothe myself with your kiss."

"I will be there," he said as the call ended.

He walked back in and kissed Eri and his mother on the forehead as they watched a show. "I have to run out for a bit. Don't stay up too late, Eri."

"Oooohhh," Eri said. "Dad got a booty call!"

"ERI," Inko said, smiling. "Use protection, son."

"MOTHER, ERI!" he blushed, unable to appropriately respond, so he did what all great people do when faced with such a situation. He sputtered, and then he fled.

-The Office-

She was waiting outside for him; she took his hand wordlessly and led him in through the employee entrance. Neither dared to speak as they rode up the elevator; the tension built and threatened to explode; the doors opened again, and she tugged him along to her office. The door opened, and once inside, she turned and closed it quietly, locking it. When she turned, he was there, his lips meeting hers. He had her pinned against the door as their passion exploded.

With a tangle of hands and grabbing at each other, everything was lost in a haze of passion. Her leg was around his hips, and he held her hands above her head; she turned and bared her neck to him, which he hungrily took. Ibara felt herself surrendering; this pose had been one that she would have never admitted to have been a fantasy of hers, and he was fulfilling it unprompted. Freeing one hand, it trailed down her side, which, along with the attention he paid to her neck, made her shudder; when his hand grabbed her ass, she let loose a surprised eep that he silenced with his lips.

She freed herself from his and pulled him to the couch where she straddled his lap, and when she ran her hands through his hair, she felt the shudder of pleasure run through his body. Her friends told stories, many stories. Ibarra would listen and chastise them, but the key was that she listened. Her fingers tangled more in his hair, and his moan of her name told her she was on the right track. She tightened her grip and pulled his head gently to the side; it was her turn to attack his neck. His moans and calls of her name encouraged her on and on. She could feel him hardening against her as her own body was reacting to the most intense things that had happened in her life. When she pulled back and they locked eyes, she knew it right then; she wanted all of him. She tried to give herself to him, to surrender to him and let him take her.

Everything with him would be a first; this was a first, the desires he sparked inside of her, the way he made her feel, the thoughts that came to mind. The talk that her mother had given her how enflamed her mind with the things they could do together. How she knew when he came to meet her tonight, it wasn't to drink coffee or have a meaningful conversation, it was for pleasure. She wanted to feel pleasure, give pleasure, and it had to be him. No one else would do. Comfort, how far could she go? She knew what her body wanted.

He was surprised when her hands went to his belt; she undid his pants, and he felt her tremble as she touched him over his boxers. "We can stop," he whispered.

"I know," she replied. "But I want to do this much." She freed his aching member and lightly began to stroke it. His shudder told her she was on the right track; she kissed him as she put both hands to work. Her friend's stories made her blush, but again, she listened. She lost herself in his lips and felt him pulsing in her hands. She moaned when she felt his hand slide down in between her legs and press along the outside of her pants; her eyes opened wide to find him staring at her; she bit her lip and nodded. He went to the waist, and again, she consented. She stood up, not taking her hands off him; her vines helped her wiggle free of her jeans. For a brief moment, she was worried about her underwear, which she had never been concerned about. But they were simple ruby red silk. They matched her bra. A thought danced across her mind that she would have to invest in some more "sexy" things. It tempted to distract her till she was on her back on his lap, and his fingers found their way along the line of her sex.

Her hands continued to use the corkscrew around his impressive member if the stories Ibara had heard were to be believed. It was so hot as she continued to try and bring him release; she felt the fabric of her panties move to the side as he was now touching her directly. His touch was delicate as he ran his fingers along it; finding the hood, he began to return the pleasure; she could feel her wetness, and when he started to rub her clitoris, all thoughts left and left quickly. No one or anything other than the showerhead and herself had ever touched that part, and her touching had been so rare until earlier today when she had left his place.

She felt his finger at her entrance. She opened her eyes and nodded at him; as his finger slipped inside of her, she shuddered in pleasure, nearly reaching orgasm just from that. Nothing had been inside her before; he felt how tight and wet she was; it coiled around his finger, and he was surprised when she started rocking her hips. Her call to him for more was all he needed; he slowly moved his finger in and out, her moans filling the room. She didn't stop working on him; soon, his moans were with hers. Their hands mimicked each other; it was simulated sex. She kissed him deeply, their eyes opened, and they stared at each other.

"I am going to…I am about to…" she moaned. "Are you there?"

"Almost…faster," he responded.

"Together…with me…cum with me, Izuku…" she pleaded in his ear. "I want…the first…to be together…"

She whispered his name over and over as her hips moved faster, matching the pace her hands were setting; he could hear her getting closer with every call of his name. As he echoed her call, it was becoming on both sides; her whispers got louder when she heard his voice call to her out loud; the pitch told her what she needed, and she felt it in her hands as it tensed. Once it did that, the orgasm she had been desperately holding back broke free, she screamed his name, and she felt him release in her hands.

He was still hard in her hands; she still ached. She knew all she had to do was raise and shift her hips forward, and he would be at her entrance. "Can this be enough?" she whispered.

"Your kiss would have been enough, Ibarra," he responded. "This is just beyond my imagining."

She kissed him tenderly, getting to her feet; she blushed when she saw him looking at her dripping sex; her vines grabbed her pants as she adjusted her underwear. "I am going to get cleaned up." She scampered to the bathroom. Once inside, she blushed and was flustered, her hands were covered in his seed, a man's seed, Izuku's seed. It had a very distinct odor; she stared at it before bringing it to her lips; it was salty and a bit bitter but not unpleasant. She then went nuclear as the dawning realization of what she had just done flooded her mind. She went to the sink and washed her hands, proceeding to get cleaned up. All the while, her mind kept suggesting other things they could do.

Once she exited, he stepped in; she had cleaned up the best he could, and she felt she could still smell their activities in the air. It made her blush again. They were silent as they left, their fingers intertwined; he drove her home outside her building. Before he could exit to open her door, she pulled him into a kiss that made his toes curl. He walked her to the door, both feeling giddy.

"We may have gotten sidetracked this evening," she whispered.

"I believe we did," he squeezed her hand. "I didn't mind; I would like to get sidetracked with you again."

"IZUKU!" She said, a little shocked as she playfully hit him with her other hand. "Dinner? Would you have dinner with me and my parents? I want them to meet you and Eri and Inko."

"When and where?" he said.

"I will text you," she said, turning and kissing him chastely, as she didn't trust herself with anything more.

Ibarra awoke with a lightness in her heart and a mission on her mind. Ms. Hina Hiro. She emerged from her room, kissed her father on the cheek as he was working remotely, and with a grateful smile, took the lunch her mother had packed and the breakfast sandwich in exchange for a kiss on her cheeks before she headed out the door. She may have overslept due to being a little late from her late-night rendezvous with Izuku.

In the elevator, her mind wandered to having woken up with him, stealing more than a kiss, and she ran out for the day. Or of walking Eri to school, getting to know the young woman better, after they all sat down for breakfast made by a smiling Inko. The daydreams were happy and comforting, unlike the month of misery she had put her and Izuku through because of one HINA HIRO.

This woman either wanted to drive Izuku so far into the ground that she could slither her way back into life or manipulate him. Or did she want to make him live in misery and loneliness like her? Both options were not something Ibarra could live with, and the fact that she had nearly succeeded in making Ibarra doubt herself instead of having faith or of being an actual adult and talking to him. Instead, self-doubt, guilt, and some other things had reared their head, and she withdrew. Yes, she had stumbled, but HIna Hiro would not get away with what she had done.

Her parents would be gone in a few days, and then she would deal with Ms. Hiro. When she entered her office, she looked at the couch and blushed before she put her lunch away and went to get changed for her return to patrol.

-Izuku-

"I am glad she came to her damn senses!"

"As am I, Mei," Izuku said as he placed her order on the counter. "You look good; it seems you and Itsuka are happy."

Mei blushed, "Oh yea, she is kinky, horny, and kind." She paused, "I think I am in love."

Izuku smiled at her, "That's wonderful, Mei; I am so happy for you." He came around the counter and hugged his friend. "I am so happy for you, Mei."

"Hey, I know this is weird, but I want to keep getting better," Mei smiled. "I want my own shop; maybe she can have an agency on the top, we can live in the middle part, and I want to have a baby of my own." Mei looked up at him before snuggling back in. "I see you and Eri and want to have that. A little one that loves me for me, and maybe one I can teach how to build things, or I can watch learn to ride a bike with Itsu."

"Wow, Mei, that is wonderful." Itsuka kissed the top of her head.

Mei steadied her nerves and dragged him to his office, suddenly closing the door. "Mei, is everything okay?"

"Izuku, if I get that far…will you be my baby daddy?" Mei said, her eyes shut. "I love you. You have always been so great to me, and you are the one guy I would have seen if we could make work. I think you are…If Itsuka could do it, I would happily have her kid and girl parts. So the only other person I could even think of is you."

Izuku was stunned, "Mei…I don't know what to say. I would say yes right now, but I am with Ibarra, and that is something I need to talk to her about before I make that kind of decision. What if the child is quirkless…you know, like me?"

"Your quirklessness never bothered me," Mei stared at him. "You are worth more than some of those lug nut heroes I have watched graduate and worked with. You fight with your heart and everything you have; you leave it all on the table. If our hypothetical baby has half your heart and half my stubbornness, Quirk or not, the world will not know what hit it."

"Does that mean I get to be an uncle?" he smirked.

"Hell yeah, I need someone to make sure this kid has some sort of common sense," Mei said with a fist pump.

"I will talk to Ibarra, and we can talk more about it when the time comes," he responded.

"Thank you, Izuku," Mei said, hugging him again, her watch beeping. "I must go or be late; love ya!"

"Love you too." And she was outside the door.

He shook his head and walked back onto the bakery floor; the next night, he was meeting the parents, and after that, it was time to deal with HIna. She had almost cost him something that seemed on the verge of being excellent. And he wasn't about to let that go.

Mei skipped down the sidewalk, ready to take on the world…well, in her unique way. She wanted to share her dream with Itsuka; it would break her heart if Itsu weren't interested, but that wouldn't stop her. Her shop and family, Mei Hatsume, would turn the page of her life. She hoped the girl she loved wanted to help her write the chapter.

He and Ibarra didn't see each other that day, though they did a video call that night while they lay in bed; they just talked about their days and nonsense, getting to know each other better; plans were set for the next night when he would meet her parents.

-Meet the Parents-

Seinaru found her daughter's nervousness cute. She watched as she fidgeted a bit in the back seat of the rental car as they drove to the restaurant; Shinko was hoping that maybe they employed two Izuku's at Higher Grounds. But Ibarra dashed those hopes when she showed him a photo of them on their date at the Arboretum. Seinaru was eager to hear more about the dates and details as he pouted.

Shinko was a bit worried the next day when he reached out to have Izuku's name run, and it came back blank. His head of security then received a call from the Hero Alliance. He had relayed that to Seinaru, who was a little upset that he would run the boy before they even met him but proud at the same time. Neither of them mentioned this to Ibarra, worried it might upset her.

They arrived at the hotel where the restaurant was located; Ibarra smiled when they saw that Izuku had just arrived himself. She steadied herself as they exited the vehicle; she was so nervous, she wanted them to like him as much as she did. Also, because Eri would be here, she hoped they would make a good impression on the young woman as she was crucial to Izuku. Her phone buzzed. They were just outside the restaurant.

When the elevator doors opened, her heart fluttered at seeing him standing in a suite. He wore a black suit with a red shirt and black tie, gold cufflinks, and a tie pin cut like a rose with thorns. Eri was wearing a red dress with a black shawl over her shoulders; Ibarra smiled, noticing a hint of makeup on the young woman. Her hair had beautiful loose curls that hung down, and a black headband held everything in place. She noticed it had a gold rose as well.

Ibarra was wearing a dark green dress just below her knees, black Spartan sandals that wrapped up her legs, and some simple gold jewelry; her mother and father were in the back with green accents. As they emerged, she watched as Eri approached with Izuku right behind her; Eri bowed to them, then turned to Seinaru and held out a bouquet of beautiful lilies and snapdragons in love, deep pink and purple hues.

"It is a great honor to meet you. I hope these flowers are to your liking," Eri said, holding out the flowers. Seinaru smiled and took them graciously. Ibarra smiled as Izuku held out a bouquet of red roses.

"These are for you, Ibarra," he said, his eyes twinkling as he looked at her. "You look beautiful tonight." He turned and bowed to her parents, "It is a great honor to meet you both. Thank you for inviting my daughter and me to dine with you this evening."

"The pleasure is ours," Shinko said, bowing slightly. "It is nice to meet you again."

"That is, sir," Izuku replied. "I had no idea of your relation to Ibarra, but I must confess that I am glad we met."

"Why is that?" Shinko said.

"Then we could meet without pretense and as two fathers of two beautiful daughters," Izuku said, straightening up. "Our words were honest and without deception."

"Well said," Shinko replied. "I hope then that tonight we can speak the same, with honesty and without deception.

"You look very pretty tonight, Eri," Ibarra said, smiling. "Eri this is my mother Seinaru."

"It is a pleasure to meet you, ma'am," Eri told Seinaru. "Also, it is nice to see you again, Ibarra."

"These flowers are charming. Did your father pick them?" Seinaru asked the young woman.

"He chose the Snapdragons. I chose the lilies," Eri replied as they began to move to the restaurant. Ibarra could see that Eri was nervous; Ibarra lightly brushed her hand against her arm, getting the girl's attention. Ibarra smiled warmly, trying to reassure her; Eri returned the smile warmly. Seinaru saw the whole exchange, but she was able to hide her smile.

Shinko approved how Izuku first sat his daughter, then Ibarra; they all took their seat, looking over the menu.

"I believe that we should just get this all out of the way; I us to relax and enjoy this meal," Shinko said, setting his menu down. "What are your intentions towards my daughter?"

"I believe there is something special here," he said as he reached under the table to take Ibara's hand. "Something very special that I can't explain." He looked over at Ibara for a moment before continuing. "I am falling in love with her. She brings to life dreams I thought were long gone of finding a partner, a wife, and a mother for Eri. I intend to do everything I can to make her happy so that she falls in love with me and one day agrees to be my wife."

"How would you provide for her?"

"My business is profitable, we own the building. There is an extra room in my house for should my wishes come true we have room for a child. That is all without her income from heroics, I have retirement set aside as well as a college fund for Eri, I would never ask her to pay for Eri's schooling." Izuku still held Ibara's hand.

"How do you feel about her being a hero, the spotlight that it would bring?"

"It doesn't bother me, it wasn't Vine who captured my heart, it is Ibara. I understand what her and her classmates suffered through, of what they sacrificed for this country. I respect that and honor that. I want to be her partner, support, and care for the woman and the hero. In whatever aspect that may be. Love and support her through this life with all that I have." Izuku spoke with tenderness and a clarity that Shinko appreciated.

"What about your daughter and mother?" he said, wanting to probe more.

"My Daughter comes first," he took Eri's hand. "She is my world, a sentiment that you understand. My mother is just below that for all she has done for me and the continued support she gives. Ibara knows this."

"How do you feel about all this, Eri?" Seinaru said, looking at the young woman.

"I hope that it works out," she replied. "My father saved me; he saved me in every way. He was there when I cried, rebelled, faltered, stumbled, and fell through it all. He chased my monsters away by taking them onto himself. He sacrificed for me, my grandmother sacrificed for me, and I learned that family is not born of blood. I love my father wholeheartedly and want nothing more for him to be happy." She squeezed Izuku's hand. "I don't know Ibara yet; I look forward to that change. It is all I ask for as long as she treats him right. Family fights harder for Family even harder than we fight for ourselves."

Eri turned and looked at Ibara, "I would love to call you family."

"I hope to be worthy of it," Ibara replied.

Seinaru looked at Shinko and smiled. "Izuku, please do your best to keep making my daughter happy. Hearing your words, and seeing the passion upon which your own daughter speaks I am happy to know the one that has made my Ibara's eyes sparkle so brightly after so long." He turned to Eri and smiled. "My hope is that my wife and I can also earn a chance to be part of your family, as well. Order anything you like, my wife and I would like to pay for dinner tonight as a symbol of our blessing."

With that the dinner proceeded, soon the atmosphere relaxed as Shinko demeanor did. It was a nice meeting with the two men talking about various things including life. Shinko was determined to get to the know Izuku, Shineru was talking with Eri and watching her daughters interaction with girl. She could see that both were determined to make the relationship work, it made Shineru smile. She was slowly getting sweeped away by Eri infectious smile and nature.

Eri spoke of a possible future in heroics but more focused on healing, similar to Recovery Girl. She had even met the heroine shortly after coming to live with her family. They had stayed in touch over the years, once Eri demonstrated her quirk on a small piece of bread for her the woman was stunned.

Shinko after hearing of the failed date, thier first encounter and Izuku lack of quirk by the end of the night the man was happily calling him son much to Ibarra's and his wife's embarrassment. He shrugged it off his smile fading then the bowed to Izuku.

"Thank you for saving my daughter," he said. "I know that you are the type of person who will do everything he can for those he loves, and cares about. I cannot think of anyone else to be a more fitting partner for her. Please take care of my precious Ibarra."

"I swear that I will endeavor to make her happy for as long as she allows me to be by her side," he replied bowing back to the man.

The ladies smiled at the men, before each took their hands. "Enough dear," Shineru teased. "Your embarrashing her."

"Izuku," Ibarra said, smiling at him, her eyes twinkling. "If you keep weaving such spells I will find myself so in love with you that anything else will become a chore."

"Then I can't stop," Izuku replied, slowly loosing himself in her gaze. It was the snap of a picture and a laugh from Eri that made them come back to reality blushing.

"Smooth dad," she said with a smirk.

"I didn't know my daughter was such a romantic," Shineru said holding her hand to her cheek. 'It reminds me of how her father courted me back in the day. Would you mind sending me that photo Eri?"

"Not at all, would you like to exchange contact information." Eri gave her father a side eye look. "I would be happy to send any other phots I catch or just a simple update on…things."

"Now that would be lovely," Shineru smirked at her daughter before the two tapped phones together.

Izuku was blushing but he couldn't help but smile. "I would like to have you two over for dinner before you leave, My mother would love to meet you both."

"I have a busy schedule tomorrow but how about the night after?" Ibarra said. "Your flight isn't until the day after?"

"That sounds lovely," Shineru replied, "what do you think dear?"

"I would love to meet the woman who raised such a strong young man," he said with a smile. "Where would you like to meet?"

"If the two of you wouldn't mind I would like to cook for you," Izuku said. "We can have it at my home, where we can all relax and feel comfortable."

"Sounds perfect, we will see you then."

Shinko liked that he held the car door open for Ibarra as he was doing the same thing for his wife, the couple settled for a chaste kiss they the both knew they longed for more.

"I like her," Eri said. "She owned up to her mistake."

Izuku wrapped his arm around her shoulders, "I like her too," he replied. "Now let's talk about the phone call I got about you missing class that afternoon."

"Father the sacrifices had to be made for the greater good," Eri said sweetly. "I trust that will be taken into consideration when my punishment is handed down. I mean after I did save your relationship!"

"Oh you did did you?" he laughed, as he kissed the top of her head. "You have to work the café this weekend."

"Fine price to pay," Eri said giving him a side hug. "I love you dad."

"I love you too Eri."

"Dad, I know that it isn't my business but Hina, I can't stand what she did and all the other things," Eri said suddenly. "It isn't fair!"

"No sweety it isn't," he replied. "And I am going to make a call tomorrow, so let us just enjoy the night."

-That Night-

Once her parents were in bed, Ibarra went to her office to make a phone call. It was a little-known fact that there were two people that you didn't want to piss off. Everyone in her graduating class knew, and they even went out of their way to do so. Momo Yaoyorozu and Setsuna Tokage.

With Momo, it reared its head during the war, the loss of classmates and friends, the devastation that rocked the country, and the near-death of her parents when a villain went after them to get to her. After that, whoa, be the one that earned her ire, especially if someone wronged her friends or hurt them.

Setsuna was always there just below the surface of her playful, teasing demeanor. Just below the surface, she rarely brought it up, but when she did, it was a tornado of anger she brought with it. Ibarra had almost fallen for a boy with pretty words and an agenda who had told her everything she wanted at the time. When his masquerade was revealed, not only had he dropped out of school, but he had moved out of the country because of Set.

Both girls were surprised by the video call; Momo excused herself from her husband, and Ibarra apologized for disturbing her home time. Momo smiled, "Ibarra, it has to be important for you to call now. Besides, he is going to be home for a week."

Momo knew something was amiss, but she knew something was wrong when Set came on the line. "Oh shit, this just got real," Set said with a smirk. "Let me get to my office."

"I am sorry to bother both of you, but I need your guy's help," Ibarra said. Ibarra then explained what had happened in her office when Hina Hiro came to see her.

"Isn't that the person who launched that investigation into Mei?" Set said; Momo nodded.

"Tsu had said she bumped into a young man, but then she was pulled onto assignment for the hero commission; she never got a chance to pursue it," Momo added. "I believe she said something about green hair and freckles."

"If it was the same boy, I hope she forgives me?" Ibarra said.

"I wouldn't worry about it; Tsu just thought he was cute," Momo said. "So Ms. Hiro was once involved with Mr. Midoriya until Eri came into his life. She tried to make him give her up, and he rejected her. Then, she went out of her way to ensure he was alone. She tries to destroy Mei's career even though they are just friends and have been friends for a long time. So, she is insecure. Is he flirtatious?"

"No, not that I have seen," Ibarra said. "You met him."

"He was on his best behavior, but that could be because he recognized us," Momo said.

"I have a friend; I will have her stop by and flirt some," Set said. "I am just looking out for you, Ibarra."

"I know, Set; I am not worried at all," Ibarra smirked. "But I need your help. I can't let what she had done and tried to do stand. Even if this relationship fails, I don't want her interfering with his life."

"You in love," Set replied with a smirk; Ibarra's blush was enough of an answer.

Momo smiled, "Well, along with her being a piece of shit, we need to go after the misuse of funds and resources, but we need to find out if he is still under active surveillance; a look at his file would help."

Set smirked, "Whoever would we get to do that?"

"Well, we do know the Assistant Director of Operations?" Momo said, looking off to the side. "She may murder us if we call her right now; it is date night."

"Yeah, I did that once, never again," Set shuddered. "Toru can get really scary sometimes." Set smirked at Ibarra, "So Ibarra, is this the one?"

"I think so, Set," Ibarra blushed. "It is so early, but my heart keeps screaming at me; I miss him a lot and just saw him. I miss kissing him and feeling him by my side."

"Ibarra!" Momo teased. "Are you getting naughty on us?" Ibarra blushed and stuttered, causing the two girls to laugh.

"I hope you both remember to eat your greens," Set said.

"What does vegetables…." Ibarra froze and went nuclear red, ending the call. Momo and Set laughed until they cried.

-Izuku-

"Hey, do you have a minute?"

"Yeah, I got some time, just waiting on the police to come pick up some low lives," Katsuki responded. "Tell me you didn't get attacked again."

"How did you know about the villain attacks?" Izuku said.

"I have a person in the Hero Alliance that keeps me informed when shit goes down with you," he replied.

"You spying on me?" Izuku said, shocked.

"No, they just let me know when your name crosses their desk when I don't know…you get attacked twice by villains, and DON'T FUCKING TELL ME!" he yelled.

"How did you meet them?" Izuku asked.

"I met them at the gathering," Katsuki paused. "I don't remember what it was about, but then I ended up working

a few cases with them; I think they heard me talking to you when my mom just left the hospital, and you were checking on her for me."

"We chatted about you, and they offered to keep me informed if your name popped up. Why?" Katsuki said he already knew he wasn't going to like the answer.

"Hina Hiro?"

"Yeah, that's her, and you know her name; I don't like this already," Katsuki said.

"You remember me telling you about my ex, the girl that wanted me to give up Eri, got all crazy on Mei…"

"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!" Katsuki growled.

"No, apparently she went to Vine and showed her pictures from Overhaul, tried to paint me as a psycho," Izuku said.

"Well, you are a fucking psycho, but in a good way," Katsuki said. "Did it work?"

"Almost, but we got it straightened out; this girl is making my life hell. I wonder if she is watching me or what. I am calling in that favor."

"No, I should have fucking known better," Katsuki said. "I don't like being played like a goddamn fiddle."

"What are you going to do?"

"I know a guy who owes me a favor," Katsuki chuckled. It was time to collect. "I will call you later."

Once he was done talking to Izuku and the police came to pick up the perps he was babysitting, he pulled out his phone again and dialed. "Hello, Hawks. It's time to pay what you owe!"