Author's Note: Sorry that I took this chapter down, but the lack of Reviews really hurt. You need reviews to keep writing. Anyway, I thought I'd do something else for you guys with this chapter and give you guys a look at the Story Arcs and the ones that are coming up.

Story Arcs:

Birth of a Hero Arc: 1-4

The School for the Greatest Heroes: 4-8

Assault on the U.S.J. Arc: 11-18

Gear Up for the Sports Festival Arc: 20 - ?

The Sports Festival Arc: ?-?

Hosu Arc: ?-?

I-Island Arc: ?-?

Path of Thunder Arc: ?-?

22: Gear Up for the Sports Festival! - 3: Awkward Moments

Sunday: Half-Day(4) of Training...

The class was watching with anticipation as their two classmates circled each other in the ring. The two fighters were none other than Izuku and Tenya Iida once again, though this time it seemed that the Speedster was keeping his movements tighter to his body. His kicks were faster and more on point as Izuku struggled to keep up with him.

Though that didn't that Izuku was losing the battle. Izuku favored strong and quick punches to kicks, but getting too close to the wiry teen was a near fatal mistake when sparring with him. As Iida had found out a few days prior, Izuku was a grappler. And getting caught by him was a painful experience. Even Bakugo had to admit that the verdette had a powerful grip, even without his Quirk.

Iida moved in, attempting a knee to his face, but Izuku blocked him a dn spun around, sweeping his legs out from under him. Iida managed to catch himself before he hit the floor, but not fast enough to avoid Izuku twisting around and grasping his leg. "Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Dang it!" Iida yowled as Izuku got him in a kneebar, his knee quickly hyperextending to the point of an almost unbearable pain. "I yield!"

The Prowler rang the bell, "And that's an even split," the man said as Izuku released his classmate, "Two to Iida, and two to Midoriya." He said as the boys dusted themselves off and stepped out of the ring, "You're both improving bit by bit, "But Iida, you should probably work on flexibility," he commented as the boy sat down and started massaging his injured leg, "You seem prone to hyperextension."

Iida nodded, "Everyone in my family is like that," he grumbled, "Even my brother has problems with it in his arms."

The Prowler nodded in understanding, "It's most likely because of those engines in your brother has in his arms, and the ones you have in your legs," he reasoned, "My advice right now would be to get an ice pack on that, and take some anti-inflammatory medication. Tonight, do some stretching exercises and then you'll most likely need to rest your leg tomorrow."

Iida nodded in agreement, "Yes, Sir."

The Prowler then turned to his son, "Midoriya, you're fighting style's gotten much more refined since we began," he said with approval, "Keep up this pace, and you might be able to give me a challenge." He chuckled.

Izuku just chuckled, "Nah, I'll settle for Mom bouncing a rolling pin off your head."

"That was one time!" The man stammered while the class burst out laughing. All of them had met with Inko Midoriya at one point or another since both she and Mika had begun helping Recovery Girl out in the nurse's office when one of them wasn't watching Eri while he and Kyoka were attending classes. And while the petite woman was as kind and friendly as her son, they had also seen her get angry with both her husband and her son when both had come into the office with Izuku sporting more than a few scrapes and bruises thanks to a sparring session with his father.

The Prowler had been unable to show his face because of the large knot on his head from where the woman walloped him.

The Prowler cleared his throat, "Alright, everyone we'll end things here today," he said as the students breathed a collective sigh of relief, "Head over the Lunch Rush and get yourselves fed, then you can enjoy the rest of your day." He then added, "And don't forget, we'll be hosting Class 1-B tomorrow morning, so get a good night's sleep tonight, and have a light breakfast. We're going to run the gauntlet."

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Girl's Locker Room: a few minutes later...

"I can't believe you can fly, now!" Mina gushed to the formerly Invisible Girl while Tōru slapped her power cuff on, her body becoming more solid instead of see-through. "And you're getting way better at staying visible without that thing."

Tōru giggled as she pulled her shirt over her head, "I know, right?" She beamed at her, thrilled that she was getting better at controlling her Quirk, "I can almost turn completely visible without it now, but I need a lot of practice to keep it up without going invisible again." She grinned before wrinkling her nose, "Ew, I wish the locker rooms here had a shower: I totally reek!" She complained while waving her hand in front of her face to get the smell of her own sweat away before she reached for her spare clothes she'd brought along.

Momo peeked out from behind her locker, "Do you want some of my deodorant?" She asked while offering her a bottle, "It's lavender scented."

The girl just shook her head, "Nah, I think I'll just take a nice long shower when we get back to the dorm," she sighed at just the thought of standing under the spray of hot water, "I will say that the folks here spared no expense to make us comfortable!" She giggled

"Hey, Momo, I'll take that deodorant if you don't mind?" Mina said while the girl simply tossed it to her, "Thanks! You're a total doll!"

Ochako was leaned over and tying her sneakers as she smiled over at Tōru, "I'm seriously jealous of you right now, Hagakure," she giggled, "I still can't get the hang of it with the way my stomach acts because of my Quirk." Both of them shared a laugh as they remembered the Gravity user's attempts at flight. The results had not been as stellar as Tōru's.

After Tōru had descended back to the ground, Ochako had tried her luck. But the poor girl hadn't had near the luck that Tōru had had, resulting in a massive bout of nausea, and a need for a mop.

"Oh, don't worry, Ochan, you'll get it," the bright-eyed girl grinned, "Your Quirk just works differently, so the same idea teach had for me wouldn't work." After cleaning up after the incident, the brunette had revealed that she had tried mentally spreading her Quirk without using her pads: that had been a mistake. And thanks to that, she had been too sick for a second attempt. And both of them thanked Prowler for not pushing her into it. "Besides," she mumbled, "Look what happened to Kaminari..."

Ochako bit her lip, "Yeah..."

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Meanwhile, on the boy's side...

"It was the worst thing I'd ever felt," Kaminari said as the others listened, "It was like my entire body was about the break apart!" He trembled, hugging himself, "I know I wanted to control my power without hurting myself, but..." He trailed off, feeling ashamed that he was technically admitting that he was afraid of his Quirk after the incident.

Around the locker room, the other boys of Class 1-A were silent. None of them had ever come close to what had happened to the Electrification user. Izuku sat across from him, thinking over how to help him. "This is a problem," they heard Iida say, "Kaminari, are you sure that you weren't overloaded?" He asked as he stepped up to the teen, "Remember when you tried to absorb some of Midoriya's energy yesterday?"

The blond nodded, "Yeah, but that was nothing like what I felt when I tried using my Quirk to fly," Kaminari hung his head, "It felt..." he looked down at his hands where some scorch marks could still be seen on his skin, "It felt like the difference between night and day," he clenched his hands into fists, "When I absorbed some of Midoriya's energy, it felt different, yeah, but it was still electricity of some kind," he looked up at Izuku, "But when I tried to fly, it felt like my electricity was trying to...I dunno...burst out of me...like a bomb."

Bakugo stepped forward, "Hey, thunderhead," he grumbled, "You ever thought about how Deku used my explosions to power up?" He asked, making the blond look at him, frowning, "None of us are real geniuses, but it doesn't take one to see that turning one of my blasts into electricity isn't what you'd call normal for someone with an electrical based Quirk."

Midoriya nodded, "He's right," the verdette agreed, raising his fist to show them his bio-electrical veins that now ran through his body and into his hands as the green glow illuminated the limb to the point that they could make out blood veins and the bones in his arm. "I don't just generate electricity like you do, Kaminari, I absorb energy period and convert it into electricity."

"Just like that Hero over in America, Maverick," Shinso realized, "That guy uses his Quirk to convert kinetic energy into raw power," he said with a grin, "I remember a Tv special that had him and All Might facing off in a boxing match for some charity fund, and damned if the guy didn't turn the tables on the big guy!"

Kaminari groaned, "Guys, I get it, but this isn't really helping me, here," he placed his head in his hands, "Even Midoriya's dad didn't know how to help me!"

Kirishima sighed, running a hand through his hair, "Sorry, Kamibro," he reached for his locker, "I wish I could - yeow!" He yelped, waving his hand, "Damned static!"

Just then Izuku's eyes flew open wide, "That's it!" He jumped up, startling the others, "Kaminari! You're static!"

"I'm what now?" The blond asked, a little freaked at the boy's sudden change in demeanor.

Bakugo was quick to bonk the exuberant teen on the head, "Calm the hell down and explain!" He shouted. "No one's gonna get your weird-ass analogies!"

Izuku pouted as he rubbed his head and half-glared half-pouted at the ashen blond, "Kyoka gets them." He whined.

"Do we look like your fucking girlfriend?" Bakugo growled, "Now get to the point, or I'm heading to lunch."

Izuku rolled his eyes, "A-Anyway, Kaminari, I think your Quirk might've been misclassified," he started to explain as the boy looked at him, his brow raised, "I mean, when I look at other Heroes that have electrical powers, they can easily be put into the huge pile of Electrical Manipulation Quirks. But they had one thing that made them different than you."

"Lemme guess," the lightning-haired teen frowned, "They didn't zap themselves?" To his growing disappointment, Izuku nodded, "Just great," he hung his head, "Now what am I supposed to do?"

Izuku wasn't finished, yet, however, "Kaminari, listen," he said, gaining the teen's attention again, "That's just a part of it." He continued, "Your Quirk isn't just that you have partial control over your electricity, it's that you generate it." The blond was still so confused as to how this could help him, "Most of your electrical themed Heroes don't generate their own lightning like you do, they pull it from another source," he then pointed at himself, "Like I do!" He then made a gesture toward the blond, "But you generate it!"

Iida began to nod, "I think I can see what you're getting at, Midoriya," he muttered, "There was a Heroine a few decades back that generated lightning like you do, but on a much grander scale," he said, "Her Quirk and Heroine name was Surge." He began to smile, "And her Quirk allowed her not only to generate and manipulate lightning, but it also made her a sort of pseudo Speedster, but she was far faster than anyone is today that has a Speed Quirk."

Kaminari was looking at the two of them, "So this helps me...how?"

Bakugo groaned, "Idiot," he palmed his face, "Surge had to build up her electricity at the same time she manipulated it." He said, before miming holding a ball, "Think about it like this: remember when Deku had you make an Electro Ball on the bus?" He asked while the blond nodded, "That's both generation and manipulation. But you weren't about to throw it while we were all on that bus, you'd have fried us all!"

Kaminari frowned, "I'm sorry, but I still kind of don't understand."

"Manipulation has a lot to do with what you intended to do with it," Sero put in from where he stood next to the door, "With me, I just act like I'm flexing a muscle to shoot out my tape, get it?"

Izuku nodded, "Right," he turned back to Kaminari, "What did you do when you tried to fly?"

Kaminari thought for a moment, "I...tried to build up enough electricity to fly up like I had rocket boots on?" To this, Bakugo groaned and smacked his head while Izuku's head dropped, "Uh, I'm guessing that was the wrong way to do it?"

"Ya think?!" Bakugo roared, "It's no wonder you felt like you were gonna explode!"

Kaminari frowned. Kirishima sighed, "Hate to say it, Kamibro, but even I know that much build up of electricity's dangerous. If your body acts like a generator, then you probably came close blowing yourself up like one of Bakubro's grenades!" The faux redhead said while Kaminari looked horrified with himself.

Sato stuck his head around one of the lockers, "Hey guys, why don't we put a pin in this for now?" He asked, "I'm starving after this morning's training."

"Plus," Shinso sighed, "I think Kaminari needs some time to process this." He gestured to the blond while the boy in question was trembling with his near fatal mistake.

The boys all agreed as Iida offered to help the nervous blond to the cafeteria while the rest of them trailed behind at a slower pace.

"Todoroki," Prowler called out as the students were leaving the gym, "I wanna talk to you."

Izuku looked over his shoulder at the heterochromic boy, "You gonna be okay?" He asked while the scarred teen nodded slowly.

"I haven't done anything wrong, so it's most likely nothing major," Shoto said before turning to speak with the man, leaving Izuku and the rest to leave. "You wanted to see me, Sir?" Shoto said as he stood in front of the man.

Prowler nodded before disengaging his helmet, "I did, and I think you know why." He made a gesture to the boy's right side, "I know that you have a Dual-type Quirk Todoroki, I said as much when I gave my lecture on Monday," he saw the boy lower his eyes away from him, "What I want to know, young man, is why you haven't used the other aspect of your Quirk."

Shoto reached over and gripped his right arm, "It's...personal..."

The Prowler crossed his arms with his features hardening, "Shoto Todoroki, I am, for the moment, your teacher, and I am doing my level best to see that you, along with the rest of Class 1-A, are prepared for what's to come." He said, his voice cold and angry, "But I can't do that if you aren't putting in a one hundred percent effort in your training," the man said, "I don't care about your personal feelings on your Quirk, Todoroki, what I care about is sending you out into the world with a full arsenal in order to face the dangers of being a Professional Hero." He uncrossed his arms and jabbed the boy in the chest, "And I can't do that with you if you're only half-assing your training by not using the fire aspect of your Quirk."

Shoto glared at him, "I refuse to be a Hero using his fire!"

Prowler raised his left brow at the boy, "Is that a fact?" He asked, sounding more like a drill instructor than a teacher. When the boy nodded, the man's face became furious, "Then you leave me no choice," he reached out and grasped the boy by his shirt, hoisting him up from the ground and looking him dead in the eyes, "You are expelled from U.A."

Shoto's eyes went wide, "You can't - !"

"I can," the man suddenly dropped the boy on his ass, "I deem you utterly hopeless, and I see no future for you as a Hero," he said while the boy looked at him furiously, "I will also be recommending that you not be placed in any other Hero Schools across Japan considering that they would be wasting their time in attempting to train you considering that you won't even use your Quirk to its fullest potential!"

Smoke became to rise from Shoto's right side, "How dare you - ?!"

"How dare you," Prowler snapped right back at the boy, flames licking at his lips, "Did you not see how hard the rest of your classmates have been working?" He demanded as the boy's sleeves began to catch, "All of them are doing their best to succeed, but you won't even try to train half as hard as they are!" He roared at the boy with a gout of flame spouting form his mouth, "How disrespectful can you be?!"

"I respect my classmates!" Shoto yelled back angrily as he got to his feet, "I have nothing but respect for - !"

"Then why aren't you willing to show that respect?" Prowler asked, his features softening, "Shoto," he spoke in a gentler tone, "Why do you hate your Quirk so much?"

Shoto bit his lip, the flames on his right side dying down, "I...my...my father..."

"Endeavor," the ex-mercenary nodded, "I know him. Fought him once, and nearly knocked his head off," he snorted, remembering the incident almost fondly, and noticed that the boy was also cracking a small smile of his own. "So what does your father have to do with this?"

Shoto's small ghost of a smile quickly disappeared, "Do you know about Quirk marriages?"

"I do," the man said with some disgust in his voice, "I take it that you're a product of one?"

Shoto nodded in confirmation, "He basically bought my mother in order to breed the ultimate Hero to surpass All Might since he could never do it himself," he said, "My mom used to be the nicest person in the world, and compared to my old man, she was more warm and caring than he could ever hope to be." He shivered, "But my dad never paid any attention to what he was doing to her. He neglected my siblings since they didn't have the right Quirks, but when I came along, he started training from the moment I could walk." He shook his head, "I wasn't allowed near my siblings because he thought it would make me soft. And he trained me until I could barely stand."

The Prowler was listening to the boy, growing angrier by the moment.

"Mom always tried to reason with him," Shoto continued, "But he never listened, he even hit her a few times." His fists clenched, "And then...she just broke...she said my right side reminded her of him, and poured boiling water over my face," he reached up and touched the scar over his right eye, "After that my old man sent her away to a hospital...I haven't seen her since then." He then looked up at the Prowler, "I refuse to use his fire, and I want to become a Hero just using my mom's ice."

The Prowler sighed, "I get that you want your father to pay," he said, wanting nothing more than to deck the No.2 Hero for his crimes against the boy, "But you're looking at this in the wrong way." The boy looked at him and the Prowler pointed at him, "What is your name?"

Shoto frowned, "I'm...Shoto...Todoroki." He said, not really understanding why he would ask him such a question.

"Right," the man nodded, "You are Shoto Todoroki," he said with a smile, "You are not Enji Todoroki." Shoto frowned again, "And your Quirk is Half Hot/Half Cold, and not Hellflame, is it not?"

Again, the boy nodded in affirmation, "Yes, but I still don't - "

"Your Quirk and your father's Quirk are two seperate Quirks, Todoroki," the Prowler told the boy, "You are not using his flames when you use your right side, you are using your flames," he pointed at his chest, "And the best revenge you can have against your father," he smiled, "Is showing him that you are capable of using your Quirk without him having to teach you anything."

"But I - " the boy started, but clamped his mouth shut. It was true, his father often referred to him as his masterpiece, his creation. His way to finally defeat All Might as the No.1 Hero in Japan. "But I haven't even used his...my flames since I was little."

For a moment, the Prowler stopped being a teacher, and returned to being Hisashi Midoriya. He reached out and placed his hand on his shoulder, "I think I can help with that," he smiled at the boy, "If you're willing to try, that is?"

Shoto looked at him, "I thought you were expelling me?"

"Only if you couldn't see that your potential was being wasted," he shook his head, "At the moment, there are three students in your class that are extremely powerful, and almost ready for Pro Hero work right now." He said with a small grimace, "One of them, and I can't believe the words are coming out of my mouth, is Katsuki Bakugo," he said begrudgingly, "Another is my own son, but he still needs a little work." He chuckled as he looked at the boy, "And the other is you, young man."

Shoto began to smile just a little, "I...think I'd like to try."

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Meanwhile...

Toshinori had been on edge for the passed two days since the raid had, supposedly, taken place right on schedule. However he had yet to hear anything from Sir Nighteye on the matter nor had he seen anything on the news regarding a large scale movement against any large crime organizations. The whole thing had him worried for more reasons than he cared to count. Chief among them being that he wanted his young friend and student to be free of the ruffians that had been terrorizing him and his newly formed family.

As such, he was at his desk in the teacher's lounge, staring down at his cellphone in hopes that it would ring. He was barely paying any attention to anything else when someone came into the room, and took notice of the serious look on the skeletal man's face, "I'd hate to know what that poor phone did to make you look at it like that."

Startled, Toshinori jumped up clutching at his chest as he saw Hisashi Midoriya half-smirking at him while leaning against the doorframe, "Oh...Mr. Midoriya..." he sighed in relief, "You scared me half to death," he began to chuckle, "Best to not do that very often, my friend: I am in my fifties afterall."

The armored groundskeeper/teacher chuckled as he took a few steps into the room, "I think my son would be very put off if I gave one of his favorite people a heart attack," he said jokingly, "But what has you looking so focused, Mr. Yagi?" He asked as he went over to the coffee pot, "I've seen that look on Hero's faces when they're about to go into battle."

Toshinori retook his seat with a heavy sigh, "In truth, I'm waiting for a call from Sir Nighteye," he told the man as he poured himself a cup while gestured with the pot to see if the blond man wanted some for himself, "Ah, yes, thank you," he said as the man poured him a cup, "Though I must warn you: Snipe made that pot, and he likes it cowboy strong." He laughed as Hisashi grinned.

"I like it kind of strong myself," he admitted, "All that time on the run, you learn to appreciate what you can get," he took a sip of his coffee, making a face, "Even if it happens to be a cup of tar-coffee."

Toshinori laughed at the man while he added a copious amount of cream and sugar to both cups before bringing them over. "I can relate on some level," he said as he accepted the cup, "Though I'm quite happy that you're able to enjoy the more refined things in life again."

Hisashi toasted him with his cup, "And I thank you for that every day I can wake up next to my wife," he smiled, "You mentioned that you were waiting on a call from Nighteye?"

"Ah, yes," the man frowned with a glance down at his phone, "Truth be known, it's the reason that All Might wasn't here during the U.S.J. incident," Hisashi raised his brow at him, "Hadn't you heard? He and Nighteye are going after the group that's been after little Eri."

Hisashi's eyes narrowed, "It's news to me, but if that's the case then I can't really fault him for not being here." He lifted his left shoulder in a half-shrug, "Besides, it's mostly thanks to him that I'm teaching the kids full-time right now."

"I truly am sorry that he's forced this task on you, Mr. Midoriya," Toshinori sighed, "I'm sure you'd rather be spending that precious time with your family instead of teaching the other students?"

The man just chuckled before seating himself on the end of the desk, "I'm not as bothered by it as I thought I would be," he said truthfully, "I get to see my son, and coach him in his training, and I get to see Inko at the end of the day, or when I have to drag one of the kids to the nurse's offices if it's her turn for a shift." He sighed, "Besides that, I'm finally doing something good with my skills."

"How's that going, by the way?" Toshinori asked, curious to know how the students were doing with the man's training regime. "Any progress?"

Hisashi nodded, "Quite a bit, and it's only been a few days," he smiled, pleased with the way things had improved, "I think the audience will be in for quite a surprise once the Sports Festival starts."

"I heard that Young Hagakure can fly, now," Toshinori chuckled, "That's something of a grand achievement, I should think?"

The ex-mercenary shrugged again, "It was, if I'm being honest, but we hit a huge snag when it came to Miss Uraraka and Kaminari," he sighed while Toshinori seemed to be listening with rapt attention, "You probably know this already, but Uraraka suffers from extreme motion sickness if she overuses her Quirk," he said, pointing up to his scarred face, "Much like how I suffer from my own Quirk, though it's far from as extreme as my own drawbacks, she got violently sick as soon as she used her Quirk on herself."

Toshinori leaned back in his seat, crossing his arms and cupping his chin in thought, "That does pose a problem," he said, "But there are ways around it, I'm sure." He gave the man a small look, "You might speak with Aizawa about helping her with that little hiccup."

Hisashi frowned, "He and I...we don't get a long that great," he said with a sigh, "You know he keeps an eye on me every time I've walked through the halls?" He said with a twitch in his left brow, "It's like he expects me to blow a fuse at any given second!"

"That's just how he is," Toshinori said with a small chuckle, "He'll warm up to you eventually. Besides, he's had nothing but good things to say about you since the U.S.J. took place."

Hisashi rolled his eyes, "I find that hard to believe," he took a sip of his coffee, "The second roadblock that we've hit with Kaminari's flight capabilities was a near fatal build up of electricity." Toshinori looked sufficiently worried, "If I hadn't used one of my son's capture tools, Kaminari might have blown himself apart."

Toshinori dragged his palm down his face, "Dear lord," he sighed, "I hope the boy was alright afterward?"

"Shaken, but relatively unharmed," he sighed, "I heard him and my son talking it over when they left the gym earlier, so maybe they'll come up with something that I couldn't figure out." He chuckled and raised his cup, "That boy's much more knowledgeable than I am when it comes to Quirks."

Before Toshinori could comment, his phone began blaring out "A Phone Call Is Here! A Phone Call Is Here!" The man nearly dropped is coffee as he scrambled to answer while Hisashi was bent over in laughter at the ridiculous All Might ringtone. "God that's awful!" He chortled.

"Nighteye!" Toshinori shouted into the speaker, silencing the man's laughter almost immediately. "Thank heaven you finally called!" Toshinori sounded so relieved to finally be hearing from his friend. Hisashi made a gesture to put it on speaker, "Mirai, mind if I put you on speakerphone? Young Midoriya's father wants to hear about the case."

He must have agreed because the blond took the phone away from his ear and pressed the speaker button. "Can you both hear me alright?" Sir Nighteye's voice droned.

"Loud and clear," Hisashi answered.

"Good, then I'll get right to the point," Nighteye went on, "The raid was conducted right on schedule, and went off without much resistance from the yakuza's underlings." He said.

Toshinori sighed, "That's good, then."

Hisashi shook his head, "Hold it, Yagi, I think I hear a but coming."

"Indeed," Nighteye continued, "While we were able to arrest many of the lesser members of the group, the further into the compound we delved, the more we realized that Chisaki had cleaned house." Toshinori groaned, "Yes, it is as you fear: they've gone to ground." Nighteye said, frustration evident in his voice, "I know not how, but they must have gotten wind that we were coming for them, and that means that Chisaki has packed up and fled with his best men elsewhere."

Hisashi pinched his brow, "Do you have any clues as to where?"

"Many of the top members of this group are easily recognizable," Nighteye went on, "And as it so happens, several members were seen boarding various flights out of the country, none of them going to the same place in order to confuse authorities as to their final whereabouts."

Toshinori was cursing richly while Hisashi thought. [If these guys are trying to make a Quirk Erasing Bullet using Eri, then...] A thought suddenly struck him as he looked down at the phone, "Nighteye, I have a hunch."

"At this point I would take anything." The detective said.

"Try Otheon," he said, causing Toshinori to look at him strangely, "these guys hate Quirks, so that means they'll likely look for like-minded people to help them in their cause." He explained, "And Otheon is been known as a country that has a high amount of Humarise supporters."

Toshinori stood, "You're onto something!" The man crowed, "Nighteye, do you think you can check and see if any of those flights that Chisaki's men landed somewhere that they could transfer to Otheon?"

"I'm already on it," the man sounded more excited now as the sound of fingers typing came from the other end of the phone, "Hmm, Mr. Midoriya, you were right," he said while the two men beamed at each other, "Each flight was to an area that Chisaki and his men could discreetly transfer to a flight to that country." He said, sounding quite pleased, "I will begin to petition for a National Warrant to have Chisaki and his men extradited."

Hisashi's smile fell, "Otheon has no extradition." He frowned, "I was there for a while, and no one so much as attempted to arrest me when I was out in the open."

Toshinori slapped his face, "So much for that idea."

"It was a good one," Hisashi relented to the man. "But Otheon is largely controlled by Humarise, and if they've met up with Chisaki and his men, then there's little chance that we could get at them without a major operation."

Toshinori was thoughtful for a moment, "Maybe that wouldn't be such a bad idea," he suggested while the man looked at him and Nighteye was quiet for a long moment.

"Toshinori, I think you had better enlighten us," Nighteye suggested, "What do you have in mind?"

Toshinori smiled, "A world wide mission to bring both of these organizations down." He said with a look toward the phone, "But that will take some time," he relented, "However, can we safely say that Young Midoriya and his family are no longer in danger?"

Nighteye seemed to think for a moment, "I would say that they are no longer in danger, yet I would also go as far as to say that they are in peril." He said, confusing to two men.

"What's the difference?" Hisashi asked.

"It means that, while the true danger is not an immediate concern for the boy and his family, they are in peril from Chisaki's underlings that will have likely stayed behind in order to keep tabs on the girl, and possibly abduct her if they saw the opportunity." Nighteye explained, "But if you're asking me whether you need to keep them from going out and enjoying themselves then I would have to say that is not necessary. I'm quite certain that the young man can take care of himself, not to say anything about the girl he seems to be dating."

Toshinori hooted out a laugh, "Oh, Young Jiro is more than capable of taking care of herself, and her family," he laughed and smiled at the ex-mercenary, "They'll be thrilled!"

"We'll probably still need to live on campus, but Inko would love to go back to work," Hisashi smiled, "If she doesn't want to keep helping with Recovery Girl's work."

Nighteye cleared his throat, "Now wait a moment, gentlemen," he said, regaining their attention, "There's reason to celebrate, but let's not be fools and let our guards down completely." He reminded them, "Who can say if these lesser individuals will only target the girl? They may yet target the Midoriya and Jiro families to get to her if all else fails."

Hisashi smacked his forehead, "Dammit, and I was hoping for a small return to normalcy!"

Toshinori shrugged, "At least the children don't have to remain cooped up at the school anymore," he said, "I'm willing to bet that your boy and Young Jiro would like nothing more than to have their first date, or take little Eri on an outing."

"I would recommend them having an escort," Nighteye said, "A Hero that can tail them without getting in their way while keeping an eye out for any trouble."

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Meanwhile with the 1-A girls...

"Hmm," Tsuyu mumbled as she held a dress up in front of her, "Mina, I don't think pink is my color, kero." She said as she laid the dress down on her bed, "What's wrong with something casual?"

Mina, along with the rest of the girls in their class, was in the middle of helping the frog-girl get ready for her date with Shinso. When she had heard that another one of her classmates had been asked out on a date, the girl had gone into romantic overdrive. Which meant, essentially, that she had all the girls in a tizzy over their friend, who was now at their mercy.

"Oh, c'mon, Tsu," the pink girl whined, "This is your first date!" She pointed at the pile of clothes that was stacked up on the bed, all of which had been made by their resident 3D printer, Momo. "And you want this guy coming back for more, don't you?"

Tsuyu gained a small blush on her face, "Well, yeah, I do, but - "

"Then you'd better be ready to knock his socks off," Tōru chimed in with a huge grin on her face.

Kyoka, who was helping the girl with her hair, just sighed, "Come on, guys, it's not that important," she said, gaining looks of disbelief from the two romantiholics. "I mean, Greenie and I haven't been out on a date since we made things official - "

"And that's a criminal offense, right there!" Mina suddenly cried, "You and Midori make such a cute couple, but you guys haven't even gone out on a date, yet!"

Ochako suddenly giggled, "Yeah, but that hasn't stopped them from getting pretty steamy," she said, reminding them all of the incident with Iida barging in on them in the middle of a makeout session.

"What I mean is," Kyoka snapped out while the others, including Tsuyu, laughed, "If things are meant to work out, then they will," she said while running a brush over Tsuyu's hair, "I mean, this whole thing kind of came out of a the right field, didn't it?"

The girl in front of her gave a small shrug, "Well, I certainly didn't expect it, kero," she mumbled, "I always figured that if someone took an interest in me romantically, it'd be another mutant like me, kero," she croaked while the other girls goggled at her, "What I mean is, I'm not as pretty as the rest of guys."

Momo suddenly stood up and placed her hands on her hips with huge huff, "That is most certainly not true, Tsu!" She clearly sounded outraged.

"Yeah, you're cute as hell!" Kyoka added, frowning, "Honestly I think you're all prettier than me."

Tōru pointed at her with a pout, "Now don't you start, too!"

Kyoka giggled, "I know, and I'm not," she said, continuing to brush her friend's hair, "But there was a time when I thought Izuku might look at one of you guys, and realize that he could do better." She said while Tsuyu turned to her with a bewildered look on her face, "What I mean is, we're all the same age, but when I stand next to you guys, I see where my body falls short." She gestured to her chest, and also to her butt. "You guys, on the other hand, all look like you could be in Uwabami's next big fashion magazine."

Momo looked at her with a flat stare, "Oh, please, don't tell me you're jealous of these?" She pointed to her breasts, "Do you have any idea how heavy these can feel after a long day training?"

"Or how much they can get in the way?" Ochako chimed in, "My costume is so tight, I feel like I'm suffocating when I tuck these in!" She complained, her face red with embarrassment while the others cracked up, recalling how much trouble the girl had when trying to squeeze into the thing.

Tōru giggled happily, "Thank goodness Mei took my measurements before making my costume," the girl sighed, "But I had a pretty hard time when I just ran around naked."

"Honey, anyone would," Mina giggled, "I'm just surprised you never got caught on anything!" She then looked over at Kyoka as she helped the frog-girl into a striped green and white dress, "But I can kind of see what you're talking about, Kyo." She gestured to herself, "When my Quirk came in, my skin wasn't pink, I looked...well, normal I guess?" She shook her head, "Anyway, when my Quirk came in, my skin turned the nastiest shade of grey you could imagine!" She held out her left arm, gesturing to her skin, "It took two years for it to turn to this color," she then pointed at her hair, "And my hair was blonde, not pink to start with, blonde!" She shivered, "And because of my Quirk, my hair fell out!" The girls gasped loudly, "Lucky for me it grew back pretty quirk but it was nowhere near what was like before," she said making a dismissive gesture, "I liked the way I looked before my Acid Quirk turned my skin and hair pink, or my horns grew in."

"You didn't have them before?" Ochako asked curiously.

Mina shook her head, "Nope," she said, popping the p. "They grew in a few months after my skin started changing," she leveled a look at the other girls, "And let me tell you, it was worse than my first period when these things grew in!"

"I find that hard to believe." Kyoka said.

Mina huffed, "Believe it!" She said, arms crossed under her breasts, "Because I had the worst headache for the longest time when they started growing," she pointed up and touched the tip of one of the horns, "And to add insult to injury, they had velvet on them." She gave Kyoka a disgusted look, "Do you know what that means?" She asked and the girl shook her head, "It means that when they grew in fully, that velvet started coming off in bloody strips that had me screaming in the wee hours of the morning and scaring my parents, and my neighbors half to death!" She sighed, "And before I got used to being my big bad pink self, I got some of the worse teasing you can imagine!"

"Oh, dear," Momo said, "How horrible! I can only imagine what that must have been like!"

Mina giggled, "Yeah, it was pretty bad," she said and patted her stomach, "another thing that made it worse was that I was a kind of chunky monkey as a kid."

Tsuyu turned to her, "You're not saying they called you fat, kero?"

Mina had a wide grin on her face, "Oh, they called me way worse than fat, Honey," she giggled, shrugging "but I put up with it." She then flexed her arms, "Because when I finally started to really grow, I trimmed out, got super tall, and I started dancing to get myself into real killer shape!" Then, much to Kyoka's embarrassment, she raised both hands up under her breasts, bouncing them lightly, "And then the girls here grew in." She giggled, "Lemme tell you, I never saw such a turn around in my entire life until I went from a washboard to a C-Cup!"

"Creepers," Tōru frowned.

Mina nodded at her statement, "You got that right, Honey. 'Cause when I started looking less blah and more fine, the boys, and some girls, couldn't keep their hands off me." She laughed, leaning herself back toward the wall, "But having a nice body doesn't guarantee what you have, Sweetie," she said while looking at Kyoka, "I've said it before, but Midori's probably the sweetest guy in our class, and has a really sweet future as a Hero."

Kyoka sniffed and turned her nose up at her haughtily, "You can't have him."

Mina rose with a devilish look, "Oh, you have no idea how much I wanna steal him!" She giggled, looking around the room, "I mean, no judgement, but who here had an insta-crush on our little Spider-Babe?"

Unashamedly, Tōru raised her hand, her tongue stuck out in a silly manner. "Guilty." She giggled, "Sorry, Kyoka."

Kyoka just rolled her eyes but was shocked at who raised their hand next, "Really, Yaomomo?" She asked with a laugh at her friend while the pampered rich girl blushed as red as her Hero Costume.

"Well," the girl coughed into her hand, "He is rather adorable."

Tōru giggled hysterically, "Yeah, especially when he starts stuttering!" The girl giggled.

"Are we seriously talking about all the things you guys find attractive about my boyfriend?" Kyoka laughed in exasperation, "I'm not giving him up, and I am so not sharing!"

Tsuyu piped up, "Aw, but that could be fun, kero."

"Pffft!" Kyoka sputted and started laughing wildly. She had to lean on the frog-girl to keep her balance before she turned to Ochako, "Okay, Ochan, might as well fess up," she said to the giggling brunette, "Did you have a crush on him, too?"

Ochako giggled, hiding her face in her hands whilst activating her Quirk. The girls erupted into more laughter as the girl started floating around Tsuyu's room. "FYI, I'm taking that as a yes!" Kyoka called up to her as she bounced off the ceiling.

"He saved my life during the entrance exams!" Ochako defended herself with a wild blush across her face, "How could I not have a tiny crush on him!?"

Tōru and Mina were cracking up, "Yes!" Mina giggled, "Come join the Cinnamon Roll Harem!" She laughed, causing Momo to start sputtering again.

"Not on your life!" Kyoka told the pink girl, brandishing the hair brush like a cudgen. "Take one step toward my man and it is so on, Pinky!" She half-threatened half-laughed while Mina fell over from her laughter and Tōru was holding her stomach.

Ochako giggled as Tsuyu reach out to pull her back down with her tongue so she wouldn't have a hard landing when she deactivated her Quirk, "You don't have to worry about me, Kyoka," she giggled before looking more embarrassed than before, "I kind of want to focus on becoming a Hero before even thinking about romance."

Mina sat up, looking disappointed, "Well, that's no fun!" She huffed, "Besides, it's not like it's something you can control, is it?"

Momo smiled at the brunette, "She's right, dear," the heiress said, "You may just walk into class one day and find yourself head over heels for someone."

Ochako grinned at her, "Like you are for Todoroki?"

"Oooh!" Momo covered her face in embarrassment. "Was it that obvious?!"

Kyoka giggled, "All together now!"

"Yes!" The girls all shouted at her.

"You guys are mean!" Momo squealed, "Tsuyu, this is your room, make them behave!"

Tsuyu giggled, "I think I need to hurry up and get ready," she laughed, "Besides, all this noise is probably making the boys nervous."

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Meanwhile with the 1-A Boys...

Shinso was looking up at the ceiling nervously as he waiting down in the common room with his friends, "Man, what the heck's going on up there?" He wondered out loud while the squeals and laughter from the girls continued. He was leaning against the back of one of the couches with Kirishima and Kaminari sitting behind him.

"Ah, I wouldn't mind it, Shinbro," the faux redhead smirked at him, "They're just having fun while getting Tsu ready for your date." He then grinned slyly, "Pretty smooth, man, asking her out like that!"

Shinso shrugged, "I just figured that if Midoriya could make something work, then so could I." He said, raising his left hand to scratch his reddening cheeks, "Besides...she's...she's incredible..."

Kaminari groaned, "Aw man, why am I the only with bad luck around here?" He bemoaned, hanging his head, "First Midoriya, now you," he threw his hands up and grabbed at his head, "Who's next?! Bakugo?!" He shouted as said ashen blond was in the kitchen grabbing a drink from the fridge.

"Leave me outta this, Pikachu!" He roared angrily.

Kaminari jumped up, "If you're gonna call me Pokémon names, at least use some of the cool ones!" The electric blond shouted, "I'd even settle for Electrode! Anything but Pikachu!"

Shinso looked down at Kirishima, "Are they seriously arguing about Pokémon names for Kaminari?" He asked incredulously.

Kirishima was giving off a weak laugh while holding up his hands, "Could be worse, right?"

"What's wrong with Pikachu?!" Bakugo shouted, "He's the cutest one of all!"

"Are you serious!?" Kaminari shouted back, "There's loads cuter than Pikachu!"

"Bullshit!" Bakugo roared back, "Name one!"

Kaminari shouted, "Bulbasaur!"

"Not even close, Thunderdolt!"

Kirishima called out, "Come on, guys!"

"You stay outta this, Shittyhair!"

Iida suddenly came bounding into the room, "What is going on in here?" He demanded loudly, "I'm trying to study, and all of this noise is making it impossible!" Looking toward Shinso, "Shinso, what in the world is going on?"

Shinso jerked his thumb toward the two arguing blonds, "Tweedledee and Tweedledum are arguing over which Pokémon is cutest." He said as Iida just gave the boy a blank look, "Hey, don't look at me like that: I have no idea why this is happening. I'm just waiting on Asui so we can go on our date."

Iida bowed, "My apologies, I didn't mean to implicate you," he said before turning to the two arguing blonds, "And for your information, it's obvious that the cutest Pokémon in the world is Marill!"

"Oh hell no!" Bakugo yelled.

"That one's just a Pikachu knockoff!" Kaminari yelled.

Kirishima chuckled, "Great, now there's three of them," he laughed before turning to Shinso, "Anyway, where were guys planning to go, anyway?"

Shinso shrugged, "She said she likes movies," he said, "So..."

"Hey, that's cool," Kirishima said, "Nothing beats a classic, right?"

Shinso nodded, "Yeah, and since it'll be dark in the theater, she won't see how totally nervous I am." He muttered with a proverbial rain cloud hanging over his head.

Kirishima just laughed at that as the doors to their dormitory came open and in walked Izuku with Eri sitting on his shoulders. "Uncle Baku's being loud again!" The little girl giggled as she saw one of her favorite people.

That made Bakugo grin, "Hey, Squirt," he pointed at Kaminari, "Who's this?"

"Uncle Pikachu!" Eri said without missing a beat.

Kaminari hit his knees, "Nooo! Anything but that!" He was crying rivers of tears now, "How do I say no to her?!"

"Haah! Bakugo cackled, "You lose, Pikachu!" He laughed while Izuku put the little girl down so she could play. She raced over to Bakugo where the ashen blond slapped a high-five, "Way to go, Pipsqueak!"

"Yeah!" Eri squealed as she slapped his hand.

Izuku just laughed at their antics, glad the girl was beginning to come out of her shell more. He walked over to the couch, "Still waiting for the girls to finish?" He asked of the Brainwashing teen.

Shinso nodded, "Yeah, but it sounds like World War 4 up there," he said before he noticed, "Hey, they stopped laughing!" He yelped right as the elevator dinged. "Oh, I'm so not ready for...this..." His face then started turning red as he saw his date walk out with the other girls tailing behind her.

Izuku chuckled: he knew that feeling. While Tsuyu wasn't dressed fancily, she did look cute with her hair done up in a French braid. She wore a simple cotton dress with green stripes across the length of it, and simple white sneakers. But from the look on his friend's face, Izuku could tell that Shinso's world had been rocked.

"Teehee," Mina popped out from behind the girl, "I think we can count this as a success ladies," she pointed at the still stunned Shinso, "He's totally drooling!"

Shinso seemed to snap out of it before raising his arm to hide his mouth, "I-I am not!" He muttered, before casting a shy glance at the girl, "But...you look...really nice, Asui."

The girl smiled, "Thanks, kero," the girl gave a happy croak, "You look nice, too." She said before stepping forward and looping her arm through his, "So, should we go?"

Shinso blushed even brighter, "Ye-yeah, let's, uh, let's go." The boy mumbled as the two of them walked toward the exit.

The verdette chuckled as Kyoka came over to him, smiling from ear to ear, "Is that what I used to look like when you teased me?" He asked his girlfriend.

Kyoka huffed, "Hmph, what do you mean used to, Green Bean?" She asked, placing a finger against his chest and tracing it up to his collarbone before she ran it up to his neck and under his chin, "I can still make you turn into a blushing, muttering pile of mush." She whispered huskily. Her point was proven as that very thing happened.

Mina and Tōru were watching the little scene unfold jealously, "Maan," Mina whined while tucking her arms behind her back, "You know I was just kidding about the harem thing, but it still sucks that such a sweet guy got snapped up right off the bat."

Tōru just patted her on the back, "No worries, there's still plenty of guys left," she said with a small smile, "or girls if you're into that?"

Mina giggled as Momo came over and bopped both of them on their heads, "Alright you two peeping tomboys, that's enough," she said, "We still need to get ready for tomorrow, remember?"

"Ugh," Ochako groaned at the mention of the training session for Monday, "I'm not looking forward to that." She said as she remembered one of the students in Class 1-B, "That Monoma guy seriously gives me the creeps!"

Bakugo came over with Eri righting on top of his shoulders and playing with his hair, "No worries," the blond said, "If any of those B-list losers give us grief, I'll blow them to the moon."

Ochako giggled at that while the other three just stared. "Am I crazy," Momo asked the pair she was holding onto, "Or are those two..."

Tōru shook her head, "Nah."

"Can't be." Mina shook her head while crossing her arms. "That's like...world ending stuff right there."

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Author's Note: I had to take this down and rewrite it because I thought there might be something wrong with it since no one seemed to Reviewed. Anyway, hope I did a better job with it this time around.

The highlights of this chapter are the fact that Hisashi and Todoroki had a talk about his Quirk while Izuku and Kyoka's house arrest protection plan is basically over, and the Shia Hasaikai have fled in order to join up with the Humarise Organization. Kaminari and Uraraka are having trouble with their Quirks, and Shinso and Asui go on a date. Cute pairing IMO. Hope you liked the little snippet with the girls talk going on, as well as the whole snafu with Bakugo and Kaminari's stupid moment.

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