The next morning when walking to school, having drank a full bag of blood, which Izuku felt might have been a waste of resources, but he couldn't take a chance that his teacher didn't try another test on him, however he found that the young lady Yaoyorozu had been waiting for him at the gate. "I'm guessing that you aren't going to be deterred."

"I will not young master," Momo replied with far too much cheer in her voice for the morning and that was coming from a creature that did not sleep. "While I find it honorable that you care so much about my reputation, I will not besmirch my family's honor by simply abandoning you when it becomes convenient for me. It is not what your father did for my people's village."

"Yes, the village," Izuku sighed because he knew of the history of his father's arrival in Japan, being a powerful vampire none but the most dangerous of Japanese yokai and oni posed a threat to him, but they did to the smaller villages who at that point in time had only gotten to the stage of pig iron. Settling into one location was odd as he very much stood out from the average villager but when a monster attacked and the new vampire immigrant struck them down with nary an effort, that village came to worship him as a protector. And while over time many families just lived their lives, especially as monsters were slowly hunted down and driven out into the dark, some stayed faithful to the vampire lord.

They were granted bountiful wealth and although most of those families have long since passed on the Yaoyorozu remained, they had been a peasant family, one of the lowest but with his father's careful tutelage they had risen far above, earning an education and learning about business and industry, with the rare metals and books he provided for them, they were able to become one of the most powerful families in Japan, if not the world.

"I can see that any attempts to dissuade you would be more of an insult than anything," Izuku surrendered the position of getting Momo to act like there was no history. "We'll talk about services and duties later, first we'll just go to class, see how the school schedule works here."

"Very well Master," Momo nodded and entered the classroom with him. Being that the first day was a bit wild, Momo instead of sitting behind Mineta, took a seat next to Midoriya. She had offered to take the spot by the window but Izuku shook his head and explained that while direct sunlight would weaken him, the windows were so large in the room it didn't make much of a difference where he sat down.

Sero who had been in that seat the previous day was surprised to see that someone else had claimed it but he wasn't really going to demand the pretty girl move and went to the back of the class.

Mineta when he walked in though just gave Izuku a thumbs up which Midoriya had to return to him because apparently the short boy had been right, for the wrong reasons.

Koda and Hagakure came over to check and see that Midoriya wasn't in as bad of shape as he had been the previous day, but since his skin looked fuller, even if it still had the same pale color, they believed that he was at least on the mend from whatever was affecting him yesterday.

Izuku ignored the sour look his homeroom teacher was giving him when the man entered the room, but the classes after were pretty much the standard lessons, even if they had a heroic slant to them to showcase the importance they held. It was on his way to the cafeteria that was causing Izuku some issues, he couldn't really eat food, it would basically sit in his stomach for hours just festering.

But he had to keep up the appearance, so in line he got his food and sat down, except he found himself having people join him soon after. "Hey Midoriya," Tooru happily greeted after sitting down across from the young vampire. She was soon followed by Mineta, Koda and Momo.

"Oh hello," Izuku said between slow bites of food, he was hoping that he could, when people weren't looking, seem as though he had eaten more than he had. "Three," he muttered under his breath.

"What was that?" Mineta asked as he took a bite of his meal.

Izuku just took a moment. "Nothing, just my own personal musings. Two."

This was getting him curious looks from the group that had joined him at the table. "So what do you think the last class of the day will be?" Mineta asked the group because while he was comfortable with the current lessons he did wonder just when the hero school started the hero lessons, he wanted to be impressing girls sooner rather than later.

"Foundational Heroics with All Might," Izuku answered the question while slowly taking another bite. "Two."

"All Might?" Koda held up a sign, electing to ignore the numbers that Midoriya would say randomly.

Izuku shrugged. "Yeah, he's a teacher, since it's not for any of the other lessons, then he's just going to be a heroics teacher, that's where most of his experience is. Three"

"That's so cool," Tooru clapped her hands in excitement about being taught by the greatest hero in the world. There was so much she could potentially learn because her quirk only made her invisible she was hopeful that someone with All Might's experience would be able to help her improve beyond her current capabilities.

"Yeah he's pretty-," Izuku stopped when a loud clatter was heard and the students around them erupted into laughter. A dark scowl crossed his features and Izuku slammed his hands down on the tabletop and shot out of his chair. "Six thousand, four hundred and ninety-seven. Do you fucking mind?!"

His sudden outburst was enough to silence the other students who had been laughing at someone who tripped in the cafeteria. Snarling Izuku stormed out of the area with a quick apology before he caused more of a scene and returned to the classroom early, to see his homeroom teacher at the desk having his own meal and going over papers. "Lunch isn't over yet," Aizawa looked up to see which student intruded on the time that was scheduled so he could be away from the students. To his disdain it was the problem child, the student who seemed hellbent of having his way in this school. "If you're cutting lunch as to create an excuse to get out of the later Foundational Heroics, let me assure you that will not fly under my supervision."

"It was just getting distracting sir, trust me I have had more than my normal fill," Izuku responded as he seemed to glide over to his desk.

Aizawa watched the student curiously because he just sat at his desk quietly, too quietly for any teenager. It was unnerving how still Midoriya was, almost as if he wasn't even breathing. Normally Aizawa could fall asleep most anywhere, even in the loud teacher's lounge he was able to catch some z's, but everytime he closed his eyes his body kept telling him he was in danger. And his instincts were screaming at him that he had to run away. It was infuriating him because of how it did not make sense.

That frustration of missing his nap time meant that when All Might arrived he didn't simply pass the students on and curl up, he wanted to ensure that the lummox the principal brought in because the hero was looking to retire didn't start playing favorites because some quirks were going to bigger on the popularity polls.

He watched as All Might began to randomly assign students to teams, which is not what he would have done. He would have pitted certain students against each other, either to knock some down a peg, or to weed out the underperformers by making them experience a completely one-sided fight. The way Toshinori was handling this was only going to allow them all to have some fun without worrying too hard about the consequences. Aizawa inwardly scoffed at the idea that his colleague had put more thought into this lesson by simulating the uncertainty of dealing with villains you know little about and whichever hero or sidekick you team up with isn't always someone you know.

But maybe seeing Midoriya face off against the top performer of his lesson would be enough. As the fight went on he became more and more frustrated as the student he wanted to make an example of was handily winning the fight.

Izuku knew that Katsuki was not going to take well to him being in the hero course, he likely would have bristled at him even being in gen ed. But as All Might had put them against each other, he wasn't going to simply play dead just to sate one person's ego at the expense of the lesson. Standing with Uraraka, he could tell that she was jittery, clearly in her time before U.A. she had never been in a fight before.

"Nervous?" Izuku asked as he stretched.

The girl nodded her head back to him. "Yes but it's also exciting, this is the first time we'll be using our quirks on another person."

"Maybe for you, probably," Izuku hummed thoughtfully on his opponents. "Bakugou in there is uhh… this isn't his first time, doubt it is for the other guy either. But I don't think he's the same, more of a formal training type of guy."

"What about you Midoriya?" Uraraka inquired a bit more nervously this time. "Do you have experience fighting?"

"Ehh, you could say that, pretty much anything Bakugou could claim I could too on the other end, but I've had a bit of different supervision lately," Izuku scratched his cheek. "Just have to be careful."

Uraraka thought back to the test from the earlier day, when Midoriya used his quirk. She knew it held devastating power if it could so severely damage even the user, but that seemed to be balanced out by his ability to heal. That however didn't exactly extend to whoever he hit though. "So what would be your plan?" Uraraka asked.

"Well I would say that we split up since Bakugou will come after me and we can fight while you go to the objective but…" Izuku ran his hands through his hair. "But that would completely go against the lesson that All Might is running for us. We are supposed to be heroes, not you be a hero and me and my jackass of a childhood something or other be feuding children."

He wanted to go with his gut instinct and just fight Katsuki but he had a long history of pushing down his instincts and right now he knew that this being All Might's first class at his new job, he was going to be under a lot of scrutiny from not just the principal who was aware of his need to be here, but from the other teachers. And going off half-cocked just to get some revenge would make it seem like All Might couldn't control his class and it would reflect on him as the person All Might trusted with his quirk.

"So we should stick together and work as a team?" Uraraka guessed what Midoriya was planning for them to do.

Nodding his head, Izuku took a deep breath. "Yeah, we're supposed to be heroes, we put aside any history we might have with the villains we battle, we can't let the past dictate our futures. We must put it all on the line for the innocent people we protect."

Uraraka looked at Izuku in surprise that had he said something so inspiring. Being broadcast to the tent so others could hear the preplanning and the other students were impressed that someone was already so mature about the lesson, they hadn't thought along those lines. It was definitely something they needed to hear. "Start the lesson," Aizawa said through gritted teeth.

It was infuriating him that this kid was spouting platitudes like that, as if he understood what was needed for heroes to do. Someone with a quirk like his wouldn't care about putting it on the line to protect, but to showboat for glory.

All Might shrugged and turned on the microphone connected to the headsets the students were wearing. "You may begin," All Might said to his students.

As predicted the blonde haired boy let off explosions as he raced through the halls, heading straight for the entrance. "Just like we planned," Izuku said to Uraraka who nodded her head.

The moment Katsuki turned the corner, his forward lunge left him open to an overhead throw and in the time it took for him to recover, his sense of gravity was stolen as he felt a pair of hands placed on his torso. "Hey, what the fuck are you doing? Fight me!" he shouted while being spun around and handcuffed.

"Sorry, not today," Izuku said shortly before pushing him away so that he could float in a corner of a room, like he was being put in time out. The pair quickly made their way upstairs since Bakugou's explosions had given away the position of the bomb as being directly above them. So Iida was quickly blitzed by a fully fed vampire who had him held firmly against the room's back wall as Uraraka ran in behind him to grab the bomb.

As expected, All Might announced the winners of the event. "Now who can tell me the MVP of the match?"

"Clearly it was Midoriya," Mina said to answer All Might's question.

"And how do you all feel about that?" turning to the students who had just participated.

"Yes, I agree, Midoriya was able to handle our 'team'," Iida airquoted. "Perfectly."

Uraraka nodded her head. "Mhm, if it wasn't for Midoriya I don't think I would have been able to keep calm throughout the battle."

Bakugou muttered some vague threats under his breath before walking away from the others to sit in the back. "Well Midoriya, it seems that everyone agrees you did a bang up job."

"I wouldn't go that far, I lucked out because I had a history with Bakugou, so it wasn't as blind of an event as it would have been if we weren't going to be facing off. I doubt that it would go as smoothly with anyone else in class," Izuku said while trying to not get too much credit.

"Well we'll agree to disagree," All Might said while patting his protege firmly on the back. It would be a good thing that Midoriya stayed humble so early in his career. He missed the sour look Aizawa was giving his student as the next team went in and it was likely because everyone was taking it more seriously than before that his attitude had changed.

Aizawa watched as the students rather than fumbling around actually began to put thought into their plans, they were trying to work together to achieve their goals. And he had Midoriya to blame for that, but more so he realized that the top performer in his own test wasn't up to snuff for knocking down someone with a flashy quirk, but thankfully he had one other student who had the pedigree to get the job done.

Things were going swell for Izuku as far as he could tell, he had settled into the new school without much incident and that despite his first foray into combat, he had maintained control over himself. That had been a worry of his that if he got too excited, too close to the violence, that he could lose it. It was a concern that being around the blood and overpowering the humans would trigger something inside him.

But he had managed, for now.

In class the next day as everyone was excited for what lessons lay ahead, Izuku just wanted things to settle down though, Aizawa was at the moment giving his criticisms to the class, or some of the class. Apparently Bakugou abandoning his teammate was frowned upon. "Sir," Izuku raised his hand despite himself. "Why exactly was his behavior wrong? I wasn't aware that villains were known for their cooperativeness. So wouldn't his act of leaving his partner behind be within what he was supposed to do?"

Aizawa's eyes narrowed at him from the front of the class. "Then we can discuss you Midoriya. I wasn't aware that Uraraka had become your sidekick, and that she had to take orders from you. You were both heroes, so why wasn't she involved in the planning process?"

Izuku paused because he hadn't thought he forced his partner to go with his plan, she just seemed a little out of her depth and had expressed wariness at the prospect of fighting someone so he thought he should try to build up her courage with what he believed would be a simple strategy that wouldn't overwhelm her nor require her to do something she might not have been comfortable with.

Before Izuku would respond, Aizawa moved onto the next lesson which was to inform them of the vote for student council president. Izuku let out a small murmur as he turned to take notes until lunch.

"I cannot believe that he spoke to you in such a manner, master," Momo said in frustration as she took a seat next to Izuku in the cafeteria at lunch again. "I will be speaking to my parents and they will have choice words for the principal this afternoon."

"It's alright Momo," Izuku sighed as he took another slow bite of the rice in front of him. "He doesn't like me and that's fine."

"He is our instructor, so it is most certainly not fine," Momo huffed at how her master was so willing to be unphased by the clear mistreatment he was receiving. She would never have accepted this level of targeting in her old school regardless of who it was done towards.

"He'll give it up in a couple of days when he figures out that I'm just going to be a middle of the pack student," Izuku predicted from his past experiences with teachers. He was more concerned about his grumbling stomach, that he had drank a full bag the previous day had tricked his body into thinking it was going to get regular sustenance and now that he was going to have to wait a few days before getting into the next bag his body was quite upset at the human food being fed to it.

However unlike the previous day where he left early to return to the almost empty classroom the alarms started blaring and students began to shove each other in a panic.

Izuku found himself swept up into the panicking crowd and was shoved all around. "Master," Momo called out to him before quickly making a megaphone to overpower the screaming students. "Attention, is this anyway to behave? It is simply an alarm, we are not under attack, please form orderly lines like you've done since kindergarten."

The students calmed down after being chastised and became much less pushy, this allowed Momo to wade through the crowd and help Midoriya off of the floor. "Why do you insist on letting others push you around?" Momo asked her master as to why he simply did not command the students as he should.

Letting out a sigh, Izuku just brushed off his uniform. "It wasn't a situation where violence was warranted. It would draw unneeded attention to myself if I hurt anyone just for being startled."

Momo bit her lip because she wanted to tell the young master that he should be more forceful rather than so passive. But she didn't want to overstep her bounds either.

Returning to the classroom Aizawa announced that they would need to select one student to be the class president, he wanted to see how they all handled the chaos of everyone voting for themselves. Hell he was actually somewhat grateful for Toshinori's lesson the other day because now there was a chance someone got a vote from their partner and that would surely cause more issues as the class would be led by a person who won by a single vote.

Thus it was only more infuriating that Midoriya earned a staggering six votes, so he was left standing up at the front of the room by himself because anyone else had only earned a single vote. "I don't really know what to say," Izuku cringed because if he won then he'd have more attention drawn to himself. "I didn't even vote for myself. Sensei, I think it's only fair that I decline the position, I don't believe that I would be capable of being an effective class president."

"So you want there to be another vote now?" Aizawa glared at the student who was acting too humble, which meant it was a front.

"Well no, I don't really think holding another vote so soon would get the best results. After all, a class president is supposed to be someone the other students can look up to and who isn't afraid to advocate for them. If we are given more time to get to know each other then it will become apparent who is truly suited for that position and who is after it because they think they might look better to sponsors or the ranking bureau."

This was enough that a few students who voted for themselves for those very reasons had to rethink why they even wanted the role. It was a lot of responsibility and they had to do so for the betterment of their fellow students. Going to meetings, discussing issues with the faculty, that would cut into a lot of free time that the average teenager just wasn't willing to give up.

"There will be no second vote," Aizawa stated, deciding that if Midoriya wanted it one way, he'd do the opposite. Izuku let out a sigh because he had figured that since it wasn't just a matter of one extra vote but over a quarter of the class voting for him that it wouldn't be enough to let him avoid the outcome. "You have until the end of day to declare your vice-president."

Izuku just took his seat and then tried to focus on the lessons while figuring if he should just declare Momo his vice president or try to be more diplomatic about it. Deciding that he should at the very least get the rest of the class's opinion on the subject as Ms. Midnight was finishing her lesson which would signify the return of Aizawa, Izuku spoke up about his intent to poll the class on who they would like to see as representing them.

"I know that many of you voted for yourselves, which to me indicates that you would want the position over those who did not vote for themselves," Izuku stated as he looked over the class.

The pink-skinned girl with acidic powers raised her hand. "Um actually, because of what you said I don't think I want to be a class representative anymore."

"Oh, well I'm sorry I made you feel that way," Izuku apologized because in his mind he'd just turned her off to wanting to do something when all he was trying to do was get out of it.

"No, don't apologize," Mina quickly said. "You made a good point, this isn't about getting to put down you were class rep when you go trying to make a name for yourself. Sure it might benefit me later but it might hurt everyone else because I don't think that I would be able to take it seriously enough now."

Izuku looked to see that more than a few students were nodding their heads in agreement. "I see," Izuku hummed.

"In that case I should ask if anyone has experience in the position to begin with, I assume because U.A. is a school for exceptional students that some of you were class reps in your middle schools," Izuku looked around only to get a few whistles in response. "No one?"

A hand rose up from the back of the classroom. "Midoriya, I have experience. In my middle school I was voted class president, but um. I don't really think I earned it, I think my parents just paid the school to make me president," Momo finished with the latter half of her comment tapering off to a whisper, but with his supernaturally enhanced hearing he was still able to catch it.

"I'm sure that had nothing to do with it, you are a very intelligent and reasonable young woman who has many wonderful and inspiring talents and I'm sure that every one of your previous classmates were thankful to have you representing them," Izuku said with a smile as he turned to Aizawa's desk to fill out the form he left for the class representative. This meant he missed the flushing on Momo's cheeks from the high praise she was receiving from the young master.

With that done, Izuku was waiting after class to see if Aizawa had any duties for him on the first day, but right now in the quiet room he could only hear the pounding of Momo's heart. "Are you alright?" giving her a side glance to the girl standing next to him.

Momo jerked where she stood. "No, I mean yes master," Momo quickly bowed to the vampire. "I just… did you mean what you said in class?"

"Of course, why wouldn't everything I said have been sincere. In just the few short days you've shown a level of maturity I frankly did not expect from most teenagers," Izuku affirmed that what he said was what he meant.

"But master, you are far more reserved than I," Momo stated as she hadn't even known the young master was alive because of how off the radar he remained until just a few days ago.

"That is because I hide, I do so out of necessity. I think you're far more suited for this role than I," Izuku told the girl with a smile.

"Ruling is in your blood master, I believe in time you will see it is your rightful place," Momo responded before standing up a bit taller, feeling more confident that someone as important as the young master truly believed in her.

All their teacher had for them was to bring some stacks of paper to the teacher's lounge. Knocking on the door, Izuku waited for a response before entering, there were a few teachers still in and Present Mic directed them to bring the stacks over to a table. "All Might, do you have a moment to speak with me?" Izuku requested and the man who had been scribbling on a sheet of paper looked up.

"Of course Young Midoriya, I have a few moments," All Might said as he left the lounge with Izuku.

Izuku could hear that there was no one in the room next door. He could see some confusion on the faces of both his mentor and servant. "Toshinori, this is Momo Yaoyorozu. Momo, this is Toshinori Yagi. Both of you are aware that I am a vampire but I felt it would be for the best that everyone was on the same page," Izuku stated to see the surprise.

"She knew?" All Might pointed at the girl. "Not that you couldn't I just, I only learned of this just before the entrance exam."

"I understand sensei," Momo bowed to the hero. "Young Master's father is the reason for the success and wealth of the Yaoyorozu family, as such it is our duty to attend to the Midoriya line, only for many decades we were unaware of what had happened to our benefactor."

"I figured that it would be easier if something came up that neither of you tried to keep a secret you both already knew from each other. And I see no problem with Recovery Girl or the principal being informed of the connection, other than that no one else in the school knows this," Izuku added on so that All Might could update those he mentioned.

"Might I ask sensei, how did you come to know of the young master?" Momo requested.

Toshinori grimaced before looking to Izuku for some assurance. "The Yaoyorozu family is more than capable of keeping your secret," Izuku stated and motioned for All Might to continue.

And so All Might shared his connection with the vampire. "I see, thank you for telling me this, I will be sure to keep this secret from anyone finding out," Momo smiled at her teacher.

With the conversation at a close, Izuku escorted Momo back to the school gates so she could take her limo back home. He would have a bit of a time tonight as his mother had become very interested in his entrance to the famed hero school.

He had to admit that his acceptance to the school had not been in a general education course or either the business nor the support department. So she was surprised that he had chosen such a prominent vocation, but she was nonetheless happy for his decision. "And do please inform Mr. Yagi that he can come to me if he's having any problems or has questions. I want to support my baby boy as much as possible," Inko told her son so that he could pass the message along to the famed hero.

He never kept secrets from his mother, as she had been keeping a greater one for longer, so she was well aware that he'd been gifted a powerful quirk and was going to become the first monster hero in the world. Izuku had her full support.