Kendo found herself walking down the streets of Tokyo with a little extra pep in her step. Today was the day Midoriya was going to let her drive the track, so obviously she was going to be in a good mood. Sure, her dad may have tried to talk her out of it and he was less than thrilled that she was going to be hanging out with Midoriya after. As far as she was concerned, that was just her dad doing dad things.

Even though she was ecstatic about getting to drive, she was also a little nervous. It wasn't because she was worried about driving, it was because she was going to be with Midoriya. Even though she came to the conclusion that she was interested in Midoriya, that didn't make it any less nerve wracking; in fact it had the opposite effect. Because she had put her feelings into words, she was now overthinking every action she did with him.

'Alright Itsuka, this isn't a date. It's just two friends hanging out. But what if he thinks it's a date? Do I want him to think of this as a date?'

Even with her inner thoughts going haywire, she never took the happy expression off her face. She decided to treat situations like this as practice for when she had to keep a confident demeanor while in dangerous scenarios, as a hero. Thankfully for her, she didn't have to deal with this for much longer as the shop was just around the corner. With a deep breath, she made her way in with as much confidence as possible.

Sitting behind the counter, Ken looked up with a scowl as the doors opened. His look turned to a smirk when he noticed who it was.

"How's it going, Little Red?"

Kendo raised an annoyed eye. "I've told you multiple times: it's orange not red."

Ken shrugged nonchalantly as he looked back at the computer. "Does your dad know you came here all by yourself?"

"Yeah, but he wasn't overly happy about it."

Ken looked back over with peaked interest. "Why's that?"

Kendo twirled the end of her ponytail. "Because I came to hang out with Midoriya."

Ken leaned forward with a smirk. "Sounds like he's worried that his little girl is growing up."

"Like you would know anything about that."

Ken leaned back. "Yeah, you're right."

Kendo sent him a glare, before fiddling with the end of her hair again. "So is Midoriya here?"

Ken went back to his computer and gave her a nod to the back with his head. "He's out back, just go the same way you did last time."

Kendo gave him a nod as she made her way out. "Thanks."

While she was leaving Ken just shook his head while he stared at the screen. 'What have you gotten yourself into, kid?'

Out back Kendo took a deep breath, the smell of hot asphalt and an engine never got old to her. After taking in the smell, she looked around to find Midoriya crouched down next to a bike. She stopped and watched from a distance, as he carefully wiped down the bike. A smile came to her face as she felt a heat rise in her face. 'Oh God it's gonna be a long day.'

With a quick shake of the head to get rid of her thoughts, she made her way over to him with a whistle. "Looking good."

Midoriya turned around to see her approaching. With a smile, he wiped the sweat from his face. "Are you talking about me or the bike?"

Kendo came to a stop and awkwardly scratched her chin. "I uh… both…?"

Midoriya gave her a confused look, before turning back to the bike. "Thanks."

Kendo sighed and looked down dejected. 'Itsuka what are you doing? He thinks you're weird now. You should have confidently said anything that wasn't that.'

While Kendo was quietly sulking, she missed the slight pink tint in Midoriya's cheeks as he walked over with a helmet for her. 'Was she trying to flirt? I mean that expression was cute.'

The next thing she knew, she felt a hand on her head and looked up to see a smile on Midoriya's face. He held out the helmet for her and she slowly took it. "What's that look for? Aren't you excited to drive?"

She gave him a confident nod as she looked up. "Yeah, let's do this."

"Good, that's what I like to hear."

The two walked over to the bike Midoriya had just finished cleaning: a white Iron 883, outfitted for two. Midoriya stepped to the side and motioned for Kendo to get on first. She didn't move which caused Midoriya to give her an odd look.

"Is everything alright?"

"Yeah, just a little nervous is all."

Midoriya let out a soft chuckle. "I was the same way my first time. The old man had to pick me up and set me on it."

Kendo looked up at him surprised. "Really?"

He nodded. "Yeah, I was screaming about how scary it was, but once I actually started driving I was hooked."

A smile spread across her face before she broke into laughter. "Oh my God, how old were you when this happened?"

Midoriya looked away, embarrassed as he scratched the back of his head. "I think I was nine."

Kendos laughing got louder. "Oh God- I'm sorry, but that's hilarious. I can't imagine you screaming in terror."

He gave her a reassuring smile. "Well it did happen, but do you feel better now?"

Kendo nodded as she took a deep breath. "Much better, thanks for that."

With her confidence back, Kendo put on her helmet and mounted the bike. She looked over at Midoriya who gave her the go-ahead to start up the engine. A grin spread across her face as she revved the engine a few times. She couldn't believe this was actually happening.

"You look pretty comfortable up there."

Kendo jumped at the clarity of Midoriya's words. "I keep forgetting we can talk through the helmets."

"At least you remembered now and not while flying down the track."

Kendos eyes widened as she imagined jumping and laying down the bike. "Yeah… I don't want to even think about that."

"Don't worry, you'll be fine."

Kendo gave a small nod. "Yeah, you're right."

Midoriya nodded before climbing on behind her. As he sat down he grabbed Kendo by her waist. The sudden contact caused her to turn around a blushing mess.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"Holding on for the ride…"

"That doesn't mean you have to hold me there!"

Midoriya gave her an annoyed look. "Where would you prefer me to hold onto for safety?"

"Obviously my che- waist is fine!"

Kendo turned back around even redder than before, she was glad that the helmet was hiding her face. 'What am I doing? I nearly just told him to hold me by my chest! Itsuka, you need to get your shit together!'

Midoriya sighed as he, once again, held onto her waist, this time Kendo didn't flinch. Once they were both ready, she started down the track. The first lap, she took relatively slowly compared to most, but it didn't take long for her to feel comfortable. Before long, she was taking every turn with confidence as the wind rushed past them. The entire time, she had a smile plastered on her face.

After thirty minutes, they came to a stop and got off the bike. As Kendo took off her helmet, she realized that she could still feel the warmth of Midoriya's grip on her waist, it was strangely comforting to her.

"So did you like it?"

She looked up to Midoriya who caught her off guard. "Huh!?"

"Did you like it? Did you enjoy driving the track?"

"Oh yeah, it was awesome! Thanks so much!"

Midoriya gave her a smile. "It's no problem at all."

Kendo returned the smile, before looking down. The warmth of his touch had faded and now she felt strangely alone. She didn't know what to make of it.

"Do you want to keep going or head to the apartment now?"

Kendo looked away for a moment, before turning back to him. "Actually, I wanted to ride with you for a little while- if possible."

Midoriya looked at her as she nervously smiled, he was trying to figure out what exactly was going through her head. This was supposed to be her time to drive, but now she just wanted to ride. He quickly decided not to worry about it and gave her a nod.

"Sure. Why not?"

Kendo quickly threw her helmet back on, she was glad he agreed to her wish. Once Midoriya was seated, Kendo was quick to climb on as well; however, this time was different. She had sat herself closer to him and was holding on tighter. While Midoriya was confused, he wasn't going to complain. The two soft mounds pressing into his back, along with the supple- yet toned- feeling of her thighs was something any guy would like, and he wasn't going to let this go to waste.

The two of them took down the track again, as they had done before. Nothing about their drive was different, but Kendo found herself instinctively holding onto him tighter as she stayed close to him.

'I hope he doesn't think this is weird…'

Their drive eventually came to the end, and the two of them got off without saying a word. Kendo was clearly embarrassed about how she was acting, since she didn't say a word the entire time they were on the track. Midoriya could see she was feeling uneasy, and chose not to ask what was wrong, since he didn't want to open a can of worms in public.

Once everything was put away, the two of them made their way back into the store to find Ken still looking at his computer. No words were said, as they quickly exchanged glances and a nod. With that Midoriya and Kendo left for his apartment; however, the two of them didn't notice Ken's surprised expression when they turned towards Midoriya's apartment and not the station.

After a leisurely ten minute walk, they reached the complex Midoriya's apartment was in. Kendo looked up stunned, she figured it was nice, but the building looked better than she thought. The surprises didn't stop there, because her jaw dropped again when he pressed the button for the top floor.

"Seriously!?"

Midoriya gave her a nod. "Yeah."

"Does the shop seriously do that well?"

Midoriya shrugged as the elevator began its ascension. "I guess so."

Kendo's jaw remained dropped as they opened the door. She had expected a nice place, but calling a place like this nice was an understatement. His apartment had an open layout, marble counters, and a terrace that overlooked the city. Her words failed her at what she saw and that was just the living room and kitchen, without even seeing them, she knew the rooms would be just as nice.

She turned to Midoriya with shock still etched in her face. "You seriously live here or did I crash while driving and am now dreaming while in a coma?"

Midoriya laughed to himself, before reaching over and pinching her cheek. This elicited him a quick punch in the arm from her.

"What the hell dude!?"

"I just wanted to let you know that you were awake."

"And that's the best you could come up with?"

"Would you have preferred my quirk?"

Kendo sighed, before shaking her head. "No, the pinch was more than fine."

"Alright, well, make yourself at home while I get some drinks."

Kendo simply nodded as Midoriya walked into the kitchen. She was looking around, still trying to come to terms with everything that was happening. The design of the rooms were modern, everything meshed well thanks to the use of white and gray colors.

As she continued to look around, something caught her eye. Sitting on a shelf was a picture, two of the people she didn't recognize but the pair of diamond freckles and mess of green hair was something she was quite familiar with. She smiled while leaning in to get a better look.

"What are you staring at?"

Kendo jumped slightly before turning around. "I was just looking at the picture. I recognized you, but I was confused on who the other two were."

Midoriya smiled softly as he finished preparing their drinks. "Those are my parents."

Kendo's eyes narrowed on him momentarily before looking back at the picture. "I thought Ken was your dad? I mean, I can obviously see the resemblance the three of you share."

Midoriya shook his head. "The old man adopted me, after the accident."

Kendo raised her eyes in confusion. "Accident?"

Midoriya laughed to himself as he handed her a drink. "Well, it wasn't much of an accident, they were murdered."

Kendo's eyes widened as she covered her mouth with her free hand. "I'm so sorry Midoriya, I didn't mean to bring up a sensitive subject."

Biting her lip Kendo berated herself at her misstep 'Could I be any dumber? He looks nothing like Ken and exactly like the two in the photo. He must think I'm an insensitive idiot now.'

"It's alright, you didn't know, it's not something that I can bring up naturally in conversation."

Kendo held her hands together around her drink. "Still I should have put two and two together earlier."

Midoriya sighed before sitting down on the couch. "So the entrance exam is a month away, are you ready for it?"

Kendo looked up at him surprised. "Huh?"

"The entrance exam, are you ready for it?"

Kendo smiled softly and nodded. "Yeah, you've been a huge help."

"What about the academic portion?"

Kendo narrowed her eyes at him before crossing her arms. "I'll have you know, Midoriya, I rank in the top five of my class every test."

Midoriya rolled his eyes playfully. "So you're above average when it comes to academics. UA is a top school in the nation, that test is going to be no joke."

Kendo continued to look around the living room as they talked. "And I study every single day, hell I'm even going to go study when I get home tonight."

"I admire your dedication."

She gave him a smile. "Really? I feel like it's fairly normal for people to put everything into chasing their dreams."

"Maybe so, but that doesn't make it any less admirable."

Kendo shrugged as she looked over the shelf's in the room. There was nothing in particular that she was looking for, she just felt like looking around. After a few minutes, her eyes were drawn to a hand carved wooden box that sat on one of the shelves. She wasn't sure why, but she felt compelled to open it.

"Hey Midoriya, what's this?"

He looked over, before scratching his head, slightly embarrassed. "That's part of my lighter collection… you can open it if you want to?"

Kendo turned to him confused. "Lighter collection?"

"Yeah, it's kind of a weird thing to collect."

Kendo carefully opened the box revealing six different lighters. "You can create fire at any time, why would you collect these?"

Midoriya opened his palm, creating a small flame in his hand. "My quirk lets me create and control my fire, but it doesn't let me control their color."

Kendo turned to him with wide eyes. "No way?" Kendo quickly, but gingerly, grabbed one of the lighters and speaked it. An emerald green flame danced in front of her face. "You can control all these as well!?"

Midoriya shook his head before walking over to her. "Sadly, I can only control the fire that I produce. When I was little I dreamed of being able to control all different colors at the same time, but things don't always turn out as we want them to."

Kendo extinguished the flame and put the lighter back. "Well that sucks, but in theory, couldn't you still do that if you used your flames to ignite the gas?"

"Probably, but it's not nearly as cool as pulling from another flame."

Kendo sighed while still looking at the other lighters. "So, if you can't use them how you want to, why do you collect them?"

"I'm a bit of a pyromaniac."

Kendo looked at him and back at the lighter before putting it away. "Ok, I probably shouldn't be touching those."

"Oh come on, it's not like that. It's my quirks' fault."

Kendo narrowed her eyes on him again. "What do you mean it's your quirk's fault?"

"Quirks are a part of us at a biological level, because of that it's entirely possible they have some sway over how we think and act."

"That just sounds like an excuse for people being horrible to one another."

"Oh it definitely is, but there's also evidence behind it. People with animalistic quirks tend to act like the animal their quirk copies."

"Alright, but that could just be a part of their quirk."

"People with quirks that help with healing or relaxation tend to always be nicer and more caring. People with quirks better suited for combat tend to be more aggressive and prone to violent acts. There are countless studies and surveys that talk about how parents notice a complete change in their children's temperament once their quirks manifest."

Kendo stopped and thought about what Midoriya was saying. The more she thought about it from this point of view, she thought of all the people that had been through the dojo. A vivid memory of a fight between someone with a strength enhancing quirk, beating someone who's quirk helped flowers bloom came to mind. The one with the strength enhancing quirk was mad because the other wasn't 'taking training seriously'. If she really thought about it, the one who worked with flowers always was more timid in fights, while the other had to be held back on more than one occasion.

"Okay, I'll admit there may be some credibility to what you're saying, but I don't see how you being a pyromaniac correlates."

Midoriya gave her a confused look. "Are you sure you're studying enough?"

Kendo clenched her fist, while slightly enlarging it. "Watch it."

Midoriya quickly put his hands up defensively. "Kidding, I'm just kidding."

Kendo put her hand down, as it returned to its normal size. When she was calm again, Midoriya let out a sigh of relief.

"To answer your question: since my quirk is fire related, fire is always on my mind. It's a part of my being, so I'm drawn to it more than other people. The same could be said about you, and how you're quick to use your fists."

A swift punch was delivered to Midoriya's arm via an angry Kendo. "Was it worth it?"

Midoriya held his arm attempting to nurse the sore spot. "I'll let you know, in the morning."

Kendo wore a proud smile as she sat down on the couch. Midoriya couldn't help but be annoyed that she could have such a sweet smile after hitting him. Deciding not to push his luck anymore, he sat down on the opposite side of the couch.

"I guess we should go ahead and watch this movie, before it gets too late."

Kendo nodded in agreement. "Yeah, hopefully it's a good one."

An hour and a half later, the two of them were staring at a black screen, trying to figure out what they had just watched. The movie wasn't good, but it wasn't bad either. Without words being said between them, they both wondered why they had decided to watch a slasher movie in the middle of the day.

"That was… something."

Midoriya nodded in agreement. "Yeah, at least it had some funny parts."

Kendo looked over at him with concern. "What exactly was funny about that?"

"I mean when he crashed the little bike was funny, also reaching through a door while honking a horn was good, and the plastic wrap reaction was perfect. I mean, come on how many times do you see people get strangled in movies by a thin piece of plastic, and they actually think to put a hole in it? The way the clown looked at the plastic in complete disbelief that it broke was amazing."

Kendo laughed softly as she relaxed on the couch. "Yeah, I guess that was pretty funny, but I'm definitely not recommending it to any friends."

"Yeah, I'd have to agree with you on that."

Kendo sighed while looking at her phone. Her smile turned annoyed as she noticed the time. Even if it was a Saturday, she needed to get home at a decent time, plus she knew her dad wouldn't like her spending all day at his house without any adult supervision.

"I should probably get going soon."

"Daddy doesn't want his little girl staying out too late?"

Kendo gave him a mocking smile. "Yeah, but I'm honestly surprised he let me come over in the first place. He's been pretty weird about you ever since that night you two talked."

Midoriya looked down. "That doesn't surprise me."

Kendo gave him a questioning look. "What did you two talk about? I tried to ask him, but he keeps dodging the question."

Midoriya shook his head before standing up. "It was just some guy talk. Come on, I'll walk you to the station."

Begrudgingly, Kendo stood up as well. 'It must have been something important if he's dodging it as well.'

The two of them walked to the station with no sense of urgency, they wanted to enjoy their time together as long as possible. Most of their conversations were filled with idle chatter, but as they approached the station, the UA entrance exam once again came up.

"If everything goes as planned, I should be in town the day of the exam."

"Oooo, you want to come support me?"

Midoriya gave her a smile. "Of course and afterwards we can celebrate, or I'll be a shoulder to cry on."

Kendo's face started to red as she playfully punched him. "Shut up, you don't have to go that far, I was just joking."

Midoriya crossed his arms as he thought. "Too late, I've already decided."

Kendo turned back to him, shocked. "Dude, that's like a three hour drive?"

"And?"

"And that's crazy! Do you realize how early you'd have to be up?"

Midoriya thought for a moment again. "Yeah, I guess driving that early wouldn't be the best idea."

"Exactly, how about I call you before and you can wish me luck, then when I get back we can go celebrate."

Midoriya sighed, giving in to her. "Fine, we'll do it your way."

Kendo smiled, happy that he agreed with her. Before she could say anything else, a call came over the intercom, announcing that her train would be arriving shortly. She looked at the clock with an annoyed expression, before sighing.

'You can do it, Itsuka. Just say it.'

Kendo turned back to Midoriya and took a deep breath. "I had a lot of fun today Midoriya, we should do it again sometime."

As soon as the words left her mouth she berated herself. 'That's not it, I sounded like I was in some cheesy rom-com.'

Midoriya returned her smile and nodded. "Yeah, it's a date."

Kendo's face immediately flushed at his words. "Wh… what!?"

He gave her a teasing wink before turning around to leave. "Be safe Kendo, let me know when you make it home safely."

As he walked away, he could only imagine the way she was reacting. Even though he wanted to see her reaction, he didn't want her to see how red his cheeks were as well. Midoriya had quickly grown a soft spot for Kendo in the little time they knew each other, and he wanted to act on it. He just wanted to find the right time.

While he calmed himself down, his phone began to ring. His expression turned serious when he saw Kurogiri's name displayed.

"What's up?"

"I'm sorry to bother you, but we need you to come in tonight. There is someone we need to introduce you to."

"Alright, I'm currently at the station and I don't have my stuff with me. Can you send me to my place and give me a few minutes to get ready?"

"Of course."

"Thanks, I'll send you my location now."

The line went dead and Midoriya quickly looked for an empty alleyway. Once he was certain that no one was around, he pulled out his phone only to get surprised by another call. With a groan Midoriya answered it.

"What do you want, old man?"

"Hey batter batter batter! Swing batt-"

As quickly as the call started, it ended. Midoriya didn't want to deal with Ken's teasing about what may or may not have been happening at the apartment.

The sounds of smooth jazz filled the room. Kurogiri stood behind the bar, polishing the glasses while Shigaraki, impatiently, tapped on the counter. Midoriya sat in the corner, making an emerald flame dance across his fingers. The three of them had been like this for the past thirty minutes, waiting for their "guests" to arrive.

The music came to a sudden stop, causing the three of them to look up. Against the wall three gray blobs appeared. Slowly and grotesquely, they formed into three people who proceeded to fall to the floor gasping for air.

The TV screen turned on and the familiar voice called out. "Sorry for the wait, but my friends are here now."

Shigaraki stopped his tapping and turned to the screen. "Master, who are these people?"

"Patience Tomura, these are a few of my dear friends. Let me introduce you to the Aoyama's, they've agreed to help with an infiltration mission."

Shigaraki narrowed his eyes on the three of them. "What mission?"

"Hahahaha, I'm so glad you asked. Their son, Yuga Aoyama, is going to be applying for UA, next year. It turns out that rumor you heard, Phoenix, was true. All Might is going to be a teacher there next year."

Midoriya's eyes perked up at the mention of UA, he narrowed his gaze on the boy who flinched at his sight. Shigaraki began to scratch his neck. "Master, how do we know we can trust them? They could easily betray us, and then the heroes would be swarming us. It's too risky."

To Midoriya's surprise he actually agreed with Shigaraki for the most part. This did seem like a huge risk, but for them, rewards greatly outweighed the risks.

Again the calm voice came from the TV. "That may be true , but they have already sworn their loyalty to me. You see their son was born quirkless, fearing that he would be thrown to the wolves for being different, they sought me out. After hearing their pleas, I decided to give the boy a quirk fitting his personality, on the condition that they support me in my time of need."

"Still, it seems that it would be too easy for them to leak our plan and location."

"I understand your worries, dear Tomura, but I've already shown them what would happen if they ever betray me."

The TV screen flickered and a video began to play. The Aoyama's were standing in a room, covering their mouths as tears streamed down. In the center was a tube that had a person screaming in pain as his bones repeatedly broke and healed. Slowly his body began to turn a sick blue hue as he grew. His body quickly became too big for the tube, but instead of the tube breaking the body began to explode from the pressure.

"That would be what awaits their son, if they were to betray me. A life of being used for scientific experiments. His parents would be subjected to something more fitting."

The screen panned to a pit that was filled with people who looked completely normal. They all were screaming and begging for forgiveness but no one answered them. Slowly a door opened up and a deformed beast limbered out. Everyone ran for the corner as they tried to get as far away as possible. The beast reached out a mangled arm towards the crowd, as the video cut off.

"I'd rather the children not see what happens next, but I'll let you use your imagination. Also some of those people have been down there for years, he only takes one person a day and he likes to… play… with his food before he eats it. That being said, I'd greatly appreciate it if the two of you also gave them a deterrent."

Shigaraki smiled sickly while keeping his eyes locked on them. "Kurogiri, bring me some fodder."

A purple portal opened up and a tall lanky man stepped out, he was obviously confused as to what was going on. Before he could ask any questions, Shigaraki was standing in front of him.

"What's your quirk?"

The man looked at him filled with terror. "Telepathy, I… I can communicate with people wi… with my mind."

"So you won't be needing both arms then?"

"What?"

Shigaraki grabbed the man's wrist, pressing all five of his fingers down. Cracks appeared and his hand turned gray before falling off. It slowly spread up his arm. Once it reached his elbow, Shigaraki grabbed a knife and cut his arm off at a part that hadn't been affected yet. The room was filled with his screams, as blood began to pool under him.

"Phoenix, can you take care of that, I don't want him dying in here."

Midoriya snapped and the end of the man's stump ignited with an emerald flame. His screams intensified, but the bleeding had stopped. The smell of burnt flesh began to fill the room, but Kuroguri was quick to send the man away before the stench enveloped the room.

"Very good, Tomura. Phoenix, would you like to add anything?"

Midoriya slowly stood up and walked over to them. The three of them had been frozen in shock at the scene they had witnessed, but the sounds of his footsteps brought them back to their senses. In his hand his flames shaped into a P.

"I could make a show and maim someone, but I think a constant reminder would be better."

He brought the flame next to the boy's face causing him and his parents to scream. As they held onto him tightly.

"Seriously, the flame isn't even hot."

Midoriya grabbed the boy's hand and hovered over the flame, he looked at Midoriya amazed that the flame had no heat.

"What quirk did you give him?"

"It's called Naval Laser, he can shoot a laser from his belly button."

Midoriya nodded. "So who wants to go first?"

The three of them looked at each other, before the father stepped up.

"Good, I'll make this quick then."

Midoriya snapped and a flaming P appeared on the man's stomach. The man groaned in pain, but not nearly to the extent everyone had expected. After a minute, the flame disappeared and all that was left was a brand on his stomach.

"Who's next?"

The mother held her son and did her best to give him a reassuring smile before stepping forward.

"I'm sorry, I really try to avoid hurting women."

Again Midoriya snapped and the flames appeared. The woman flinched but didn't make a noise, she quickly looked down to see the flames but felt no pain.

"I can control the heat of my flames, just because it's not hot doesn't mean it's not burning."

The woman's eyes widened as the feeling of her skin burning away appeared. Her screams filled the room for a minute, before she fell to the ground exhausted.

Midoriya turned to the boy and locked onto his eyes. "I'll be seeing you again soon, Yuga Aoyama."

His eyes went wide as Midoriya snapped. Again his screams filled the room. Midoriya had made these flames hotter than usual, so that he would remember the pain every time he saw him. The pain he felt was so great that he ended up passing out.

His parents quickly ran to check on their son. After making sure he was still breathing, they looked up at Midoriya in fear.

"Splendid Phoenix, I'm sure they will always remember that show. Kuroguri please send them to the doctor to be treated for those burns."

A purple mist enveloped them, and after a few seconds, they were gone and the room was once again quiet. Kuroguri silently went to clean the blood off the floor, while Shigaraki turned his attention to his phone. The TV that All for One used to communicate had turned off, leaving Midoriya alone with his thoughts.

'That was the first time I've ever hurt civilians.. I think I'm gonna be sick.'

A/N:

Alright happy Superbowl Sunday for all my fellow Americans, or anyone across the pond that enjoys the glorious sport as well. I don't have much to say here, but I wanted to clear up something for those that aren't the sharpest tool in the shed. Midoriya telling Kendo that he can't control other fires when I have already stated other times that he can isn't a mistake… he's lying.

I know it's groundbreaking stuff right. I'm sure there are some people reading this and thinking, "Well obviously it's a lie, you don't have to explain that." But come on, we all know how clueless people can be at times.

That's really all I had to say, I hope you all are enjoying the story and are looking forward to what's to come!