-Sunday-

Mineta stood outside the 1-B dorms slightly before 6 am, waiting for Ibarra; he fidgeted, ensuring his shirt was straight and that he looked presentable. It wasn't long till Ibarra emerged in a lovely ankle-length dress, a light coat carrying two bibles under her arm.

"I am glad you decided to join me, Mineta," she said with a smile.

"I know I need work," he said. "I don't know if this is what I need, but I think it couldn't hurt anything either."

"You look tired," she commented as they started to walk to the gate.

"It has been a hard few nights, not only because of what happened, but I have been trying to think about myself, who I want to be, do I like who I am, would my sisters or brothers be happy with me," Mineta looked up to the sky. "I didn't get any answers, though."

"Most answers rarely appear out of the blue, especially when we are questioning ourselves or our past decisions," she responded. "We are going to attend the morning service, we will go to a bible group, then we will go to breakfast and return to campus." Mineta nodded as she handed him a bible. "It is so you can follow along and return it later."

-Izuku-

Now, Izuku had sex with Suijin day and night, evidenced by the existence of Inari. But after that, she was gone, with only lingering memories and dreams to take its place. They did have some "spicy" texts and video chats, but as many would attest, it was not even close to the same. So he had no choice but to deal with and, in some cases, bury those desires. This was where the new problem had arisen.

He had sex with Itsuka, and she was right there in the bed. Now, he was no expert, but by some of the looks she had given him and when she had grabbed his crotch when they were under the blanket watching television as a family, she, like him, wanted to have sex again.

Further compounding this issue was what had transpired between him and Momo. Now Momo had an impressive set of breasts; yes, he had found himself looking at them, and yes, that princess gown at Disneyland had spawned some very naughty thoughts. But now he knew what they felt like, only adding more fuel, her hand stroking him, her moans, those were now all things he knew what they were like. "Next time I want to feel your mouth on my breasts," that sentence was living rent-free in his head, right along with Itsuka's "Good Morning Daddy."

Here he was with two women whom he wanted to fulfill very naughty fantasies with…and his daughter. So he was trying to sleep, he on the edge with Itsuka in his arms, her butt pressed against his crotch, igniting memories of when she was bent over in the shower… He pushed those thoughts away the best he could because just past her was Inari, then Momo on the other side, whose top button had come undone. Or was never done, to begin with, giving him a generous view.

Then Inari began to fuss; she lifted her head, climbed over Itsuka, and buried her head in his chest; he put his arms around her and rubbed her back. Soon, her fusing stopped, and she fell asleep; her rhythmic breathing lulled him to do the same.

-Itsuka-

Momo's chest pressed into her back felt good, like stupid good. She trembled slightly when Momo's hand slipped around her waist just above her waistband. She noted that she needed to spend some time with her/their girlfriend.

-Momo-

This is nice; I want this every night. I need to order Izuku a bigger bed.

-Dream Land-

Izuku awoke; he wasn't in his bed; a moment of panic came until he saw Nana smiling.

"Welcome to parenthood," she laughed. "Nothing changes the mood like a child."

"I noticed; I was thinking, well…" he blushed. "Then she fussed and wanted me, then all I cared about was if she was alright."

"Was it the right choice?" Nana said. "Keeping her?"

"It was," he responded, getting to his feet. "Despite what happened," he felt his resolve strengthening. "Nana, I need to get stronger."

"I understand that, kiddo; that is part of why you are here," Nana made a sweeping gesture, and the room around them changed. He saw the thrones again; he saw the fourth, but the others were nearly visible until the fifth came into view.

He was a large, muscular man with a broad build, square jaw, small, dull, blue eyes, no eyebrows, bald, and a very short beard; he wore a hero costume made of dark leather clothes, stylish golden goggles, and a bandolier. The leather jacket had yellow shoulder pads and was open, showcasing his muscular torso.

"I am Daigoro Banjo, the fifth user of One for All, but you can call me Five to make things easier," his voice was strong, with a stern edge. "Like these two, I have been watching you grow and adapt, but most of all, watching you be a father." His stern demeanor softened for an instant. "With the reemergence of All for One and his "child," we have decided that we need to help you get stronger, and the way we can do that is to train you in our quirks."

"We are going to be calling you here more often, Nine," Fourth said. "So I can train you more with Danger Sense, and Fifth can train you with his quirk."

"Are you going to train me some, Nana?" he was a little disappointed when she shook her head.

"That girl Nejire has a good grasp; I believe she is adequate for now at least," she squeezed his shoulder, "It is important that they train you here because there is not anyone out there that can train you in what they do. All for One will come for you; now that he knows you carry One for All, he wants nothing but to get it back."

"But Dad…I mean All-Might," Izuku began.

"Yagi is going to do everything he can to keep you safe," Nana smiled softly for Izuku. "But his time is growing short; he cannot maintain his form for very long and is weakening." He saw her pause, " I am sorry; I told All for One was dead and encouraged you to take Inari on that premise. She is in danger because we were unprepared, and we cannot let that continue."

"Even if we knew he was alive, taking her in has been the best decision of my life," Izuku said, taking her hand. "Yes, there is more danger, but after that crazy shapeshifter, imagine if she found Inari at whatever orphanage I left her. I couldn't have lived with myself knowing she was out there. Please don't blame yourself, Nana." He squeezed her hand, "I will not bow down to that bastard, and I won't let my dad face him alone. Help me get stronger," he turned and bowed to Four and Five.

"That is what I want to hear," Five responded. Suddenly, black, jagged tentacles exploded from his arm and lashed toward Izuku. "This is called Blackwhip." Izuku felt the same sensation when fighting the Nomu, the pull and tug; once again, he surrendered to it. They slipped and danced past the first assault but were caught by the second.

"EXCELLENT!" Four responded. "You just have to let that instinct be natural, so you don't have to think about it."

Five turned back and looked at four, "Do you mind? This is my time."

"Sorry," Four said with a chuckle.

He released Izuku, "Now for you to do it, you have to visualize it; the thing about black whip is it responds to emotions; if you are too angry or afraid and you unleash it, it can and will go wild." Izuku nodded, "The best way to start is to pull something to you, something you are trying to catch."

Nana woke behind him, "Think of Inari; think of someone trying to take her away from you, and you have to grab her; you have to get her." Izuku closed his eyes, and Black Whip lashed out from his arm; it was wild and went everywhere.

"Not a bad start, but we need a target," Five said. "We are going to use a mental recreation; she is not here and not in any real danger, so try and stay calm." He swept his hand, and they were in the USJ; Inari appeared before him, only for a shadowy figure to appear and start to drag her away. This time, Black Whip, not only from his outstretched arm but his other arms and back as well, going wild. Izuku could feel the fear and terror washing over him; suddenly, everything was reset, and Black Whip was shut away from him again; he saw Nana slap Five upside the back of his head.

"Too soon, you idiot!" she roared.

"Yeah, I can see that; sorry, kid," Five said. "Okay, let's start with a teacher; he saw Midnight being dragged to a portal."

Black Whip sprang to life as he tried to save her, only for it to falter, "Not bad for your first try, now again."

-Izuku-

Taping on his cheek woke him up; he saw Inari's eyes boring into him, "Potty!" she whispered, but urgently.

"Right," he got up and carried her quickly to the main bathroom, where her potty chair was. He waited while she did her business and was happy she could do the whole process independently. He checked the time. It was still early, so he picked her up and carried her back to bed, placing her between Momo and Itsuka, who adorably moved, seemingly in their sleep, to make room for the little girl. Izuku smiled and kissed Inari's forehead as she snuggled in, drifting back into dreamland. Izuku instead made his way to the kitchen to do some baking. Momo and Itsuka would see their families today before classes start tomorrow, leaving it just Inari and Izuku for most of the day.

He walked over to the bookshelf and pulled out an old binder; flipping through the pages, he smiled, seeing the words scrawled on the top. Grandma's Most Super Duper Cinnamon Rolls, he looked over the recipe, seeing notes and changes in his mother's writing. He ran his hand over the paper. His Great Grandmother's recipe, modified by his grandmother and his mother, is about to be attempted by him. He thought this was the only legacy I wanted Inari to deal with. Izuku grabbed a pen and added the word Great because that was technically the truth; he liked that Inari added another Great, and then her children did the same.

-Momo-

What is that heavenly smell? She thought. She carefully climbed out of bed and saw Izuku frosting homemade Cinnamon Rolls. She swore that smell lifted her off her feet and carried her to the kitchen.

"Morning, beautiful," Izuku said with a devilish smile. Momo blushed some; her hair was a mess, with not a hint of make-up, and she was sure she looked anything but beautiful. But the way he said it, the look in his eyes, she believed every word.

"I look a fright," she retorted as she looked down, realizing the top of her pajamas were unbuttoned.

"No, you don't," she felt his hand slip around her waist.

"Izuku…" was all she managed before he kissed her; she melted into the kiss, her arms slipping around his neck. She pulled back before the kiss could deepen much more. "At least let me brush my teeth," she smiled when he pouted and could feel him reluctantly release her. Momo turned and started to walk away, undoing the buttons to her pajamas; she stopped at the door to the bathroom and took a deep breath, "Oh Izuku," she called, doing her best to sound coy; she looked over her shoulder making sure he was looking before she turned and opened her top revealing her breasts to him fully. Seeing his mouth drop, she giggled and stepped back into the bathroom, closing the door.

That would have been a good time for Black Whip! He thought. That image was now firmly burned into his mind for the rest of his life.

Momo sat with her back against the door, red as a tomato, holding her hands to her cheeks. She couldn't stop giggling or blushing. What has come over me!

When she emerged, she immediately went to him to collect her kiss. They pulled away, slightly breathless, "Can I ask a question?"

"Yes, I would love to see you naked," he responded, his eyes lidded from the kiss. Again, Momo went nuclear.

"Izuku!" she said, shocked but excited. "I don't know if I am ready for that, but…" she bit her lip, thinking of herself naked, him naked, then him making tender love to her or ravaging her like so many of her books, his mouth trailing down her neck, to her bosom, tender kisses to her stomach, then…then…she almost fainted.

Izuku noticed her breath quicken, her thighs rubbing together; he could see her nipples become erect against the silk fabric. He felt the urge to take her right there in the kitchen; he knew it was his hormones talking, so he took a deep breath.

"We can move at our own pace, Momo," he said, touching her cheek. "We do not need to rush anything. Neither of us is going anywhere." Momo held his hand there and nodded as she calmed down some. "What did you want to ask?"

"If we are going to share a bed, all of us, that is, we need a larger bed. Would you mind if I ordered one?" she said shyly.

"I would feel bad if you bought it," he said. "How about you tell me which one you want, and I will buy it?"

"How about I pay for half? I would feel terrible if you paid for it all," Momo countered.

"I can agree to that."

"The other thing is that I know we will resume classes tomorrow, but I am not ready to return to my bedroom yet. After the USJ, I feel safe knowing you are there and better knowing Inari is there too." Izuku could tell she was nervous, "Would it be alright if I continued to sleep here till this trepidation has run its course, at least during the week? I am sure that Itsuka will be here during the weekend, and I enjoy our time together."

"I would like that, Momo," Izuku said after a pause. "I honestly don't like that Itsuka has to return to her dorm; the USJ shook us up badly. But are you okay with everyone finding out we are together? Right now, they assume that I am sleeping on the couch, not that we are all sharing the bed."

"I don't care if they know I am with you or Itsuka," Momo said intently. "I am in love with you; I am not ashamed of our actions. Any who object their opinions do not matter."

Izuku kissed her again, "I love you, Momo. I would love for you to continue staying here. I am sure Inari would also."

"Good, now can I have one of those," Momo pointed to the Cinnamon Rolls. "Of course, my lady, would you care for some tea?"

Momo nodded as she served herself and sat down with a little happy wiggle in her seat before cutting a piece off and taking a bit. "Izuku, my love. Make these for me for the rest of my life, and I will see you are kept, man!"

Izuku laughed as he pulled a tray with much smaller ones out of the oven, "Inari-sized," was all he said. Momo laughed. They could spend a bit just talking and stealing kisses before she excused herself to prepare for the day.

-Itsuka-

She woke up with only Inari snuggling her; that was fine with her; she looked over at the clock and sighed; soon, she would have to get ready for the day, but that wasn't her. The smell of Cinnamon rolls wafted into the room; Itsuka smiled and closed her eyes again, falling into a light doze. Inari's beginning to stir was enough to wake her; soon, they walked into the living room to enjoy their morning treat.

"Did Momo already leave?" Itsuka asked as she gratefully took her cup of coffee from Izuku. As Inari kissed her daddy good morning before being set in her hi-chair.

"Yes, she went to get ready."

"I should do the same after I eat," Itsuka pouted. "Is it wrong that I want to steal you both for myself right now?"

"No, I don't think so, but I am sure that you need some time with your parents, and they need it with you," Izuku responded, setting a roll before her.

"Yeah, but I have to return to my dorms tonight," Itsuka said. "I am not looking forward to sleeping alone for multiple reasons," she said, looking at Inari sitting in her chair and making a mess with her cinnamon roll.

"I can set up my phone so you can see us, and we can see you?" Izuku offered. "I don't want you to go either."

"Well then, I get extra kisses tonight, and you have to walk me to my dorm!" Itsuka said with a grin.

"Of course, Itsu," he replied.

"Any plans today?"

"Well, I have a staff meeting later; Nezu said I could bring Inari, but I think it is going to be daddy-daughter time, maybe a T.E.A. party," he said, smiling, looking at the mess that Inari was. "I think there is more frosting on her face than in her mouth." Itsuka looked over at her daughter and laughed.

"I do believe you are right," Itsuka said; she watched as Inari made a mess but had the biggest smile while she did so; reluctantly, she said her goodbyes and headed back to her dorm to see her parents.

-1-B Dorms-

She walked into a quiet dorm; she saw Togaru and Shihai exiting. As she walked up, they were heading home to see their families. The only one in the kitchen was Reiko, who was holding a cup of tea in her hands. "Good morning, Itsuka. I hope this morning finds you well."

"It does; how are you, Reiko?" Itsuka said, walking over to her.

"My dreams were mostly untroubled last night, though I did awake to bouts of anxiety," Rieko offered to pour Itsuka a cup of tea, but she declined. "The thoughts of USJ have been invasive; though we managed to snatch victory from defeat, there are so many points where a split second could have meant something else."

"I understand what you mean; if you had not seen an attack at the right time, why didn't you see it," Rieko nodded. "I have been wrestling with it also; why didn't I notice that Neito was not to be trusted? Why didn't I know that Inari was the target? Izuku and Momo are beating themselves up for it as well."

"I have never given much thought to the adage that "Hindsight is 20/20," Reiko paused. "I mean, of course, being able to look back and see what you should have done with all the facts is easy to see, but even looking back to the fight, I struggle to see the correct answers for my dilemmas."

"I understand that," Itsuka walked over and placed her hand on Rieko's shoulder. "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Just talking about it helps," Reiko smiled slightly. "Are you going to be returning to the dorms soon?"

"Yes, tonight," Itsuka sighed. "Classes are starting again tomorrow, and my sleeping exception is up, so I cannot stay over with Inari and Izuku. I know that they are safe, but…"

"It is natural to worry. If I may ask a favor, though?"

"Anything?'

"Tonight, see if you can get Setsuna to talk. I heard some muffled crying coming from her room, but when I asked, she smiled and told me that everything was alright," Reiko's smile faded. "She claimed it was a video on her phone."

"I will see if she will talk," Itsuka said. "Excuse me, I have to go get ready to leave."

"I apologize for keeping you then," Reiko bowed slightly.

"Never apologize, Reiko; you can talk to me if needed. You are the one that snatched Inari and got her to Tsu," Itsuka smiled for her friend. "I got your back from now until the stars burn out!" That made Reiko smile as Itsuka went upstairs.

It didn't take long for Itsuka to shower and get changed. She would see her parents for lunch before returning to campus. The visit after the attack had been enough to reassure them, but it also brought home how quickly something could go wrong.

-Itsuka and Momo-

She was surprised when there was a knock on her door. As she had just finished getting ready, she opened the door to see Momo standing there. "Momo?"

"May I come in?" Momo said with a shy smile. Itsuka nodded and stepped aside, letting her girlfriend enter the room.

That was when it hit her: her GIRLFRIEND WAS IN HER ROOM! Itsuka quickly looked around. The room was precisely dirty, but it wasn't exactly clean either. She noticed undergarments lying on the floor or hanging out of the hamper; the shirt she had worn home from that night with Izuku was on the bed; she inwardly groaned.

"Everything alright?" she asked, trying to play it cool. She stuck out her arm to lean against the door, but it was just out of reach, so she stumbled slightly.

Momo raised an eyebrow, "Should I be asking you that?"

"I'm good, I'm good," Itsuka crossed and uncrossed her arms. "So what's up?"

"I was wondering if you wanted a ride to your parents' house." Momo smiled. "I wanted to spend some time with you," she glanced around the room. "Are you nervous about me being in your room?"

Itsuka blushed, "It is a little dirty, and I didn't think about it till I realized I was letting my GIRLFRIEND in here."

"I am not sure why, but that makes me happy," Momo stepped closer, tilted Itsuka's head, leaned down, and kissed her.

Itsuka was surprised by the kiss but welcomed it. As their lips parted, their kiss deepened, and she pulled back and started to kiss Momo's neck. When Momo whispered/moaned her name, it just made her do it more. She was surprised when Momo's hand slid over her chest, making her let out a moan. They lightly touched as they found each other's lips again. They both stepped back, breathing heavily.

"You should come over so we can "study," Itsuka said with a grin.

Momo blushed but found her courage quickly, "Itsuka, are you asking for help with your anatomy homework," she tried to make her voice sultry, even adding a little wink.

Itsuka bluescreened briefly, then went atomic red as her entire body blushed. "Momo!" she managed to say, hiding her face. "I wasn't expecting that?"

Momo took a deep breath, "Neither did I, but I would like to come over and study with you." Before Itsuka fainted, "I mean study, maybe make out some. I want to deepen our relationship as well."

Itsuka calmed herself surprisingly from those words, "I would like that also, and yes, I would like a ride to my parents. But first," Momo let out an eep as she was knocked back onto the bed, and Itsuka climbed on top of her to make out more.

They did stop to leave eventually, though they may have had to straighten themselves out some at that point. "Before we walk out, are you comfortable if they know we are together?" Momo asked.

Itsuka thought about it, but she was hesitant. She wondered what kind of scandal would erupt, but she didn't want to hide her relationship with Izuku. She had dreamed of being with him and fallen in love with Momo but wasn't sure if she wanted to advertise it. But the thought of seeing Momo and Izuku kissing and not being able to get her kisses was devastating. The idea of hiding her affection for them was enough to make up her mind. She took Momo's hand, interlacing their fingers. "I am hesitant, but the thought of hiding how I feel about Izuku and you, that I won't live with," she said. "You understand there are people who are going to freak out!"

"Let them," Momo said. "I know what I wanted, and I got it!" She gave Itsuka a quick peck as they walked out the door. As they exited the common room, she saw Kinoko and Jurota glance over and notice how they held hands. Jurota just looked away; Kinoko smiled and gave her a thumbs up.

Once they were outside, they started to head towards the parking lot. They heard voices on the other side of the gate as they got closer. There were reporters out there; once the girls came into view, they started asking questions and asking for comments about the USJ. Momo quickened their pace slightly as they stepped into the waiting Limo.

They both pulled out their phones.

U.A attacked! Students are forced to fight for their lives!

Student Kidnapped from U.A.! How did this happen?

Hero Course forced to fight for their lives!

Villains infiltrate U.A. Students are forced into bloody conflict!

They both saw their class photos plastered all over the place. Then, they both froze it as they read the headline; it was further down than the others, but its headline caught them; they clicked on the article, praying that there wasn't some photo or mention of Inari.

Child of Hero Course Student Kidnapped, Used as Pawn by Villains!
For This Child's Safety Should Her Parents Be Allowed to Continue at U.A?

Sources have revealed at the heart of the invasion was a child of one the hero course students; the villains were able to kidnap the child and put them in harm's way as their poor parent fought to rescue them. Not only did this put the child in severe danger, but what undue pressure did this add to the rest of their classmates? Indeed, they were aware that their classmates had a child. What risks were they forced to take not only to save their own lives but the life of a child? With barely a few weeks under their belt, one can only wonder how this trauma has affected them. Now, the child was saved after the Pro Heroes were able to respond, but what would have happened if they hadn't responded in time? Imagine the grief of the parents and the mental anguish for the rest of the class if they had failed. Are they suffering now because they were unable to save the child on their own?

For the sake of the students and the child, this student should be removed from the Hero Course.

How could the other parent allow this to happen? Who is taking care of the child while the parents are attending class? Think of the therapy this poor child is going to need. Shame on the parents! Shame on the U.A.!

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"Is it possible to be relieved yet worried simultaneously?" Itsuka asked.

"Yes, and can I add offended and furious?" Momo said with a sigh.

They both were relieved that no one was mentioned by name and that the source was more known for sensational news reports and the more traditional headlines: You Won't Believe How This Former Pro Hero Looks now; this One Simple Trick Will Get You Ready For The Summer, NEW SUPERFOOD FOUND!.

That minor relief was short-lived when they saw another report quickly moving up the list.

U.A Attacked.

Reports have come that an unknown villainous organization attacked the prestigious U.A. Hero Course's first years. The students were assaulted while on Rescue Training in what could only be categorized as a vicious and malicious assault. This reporter is pleased to report that the leader of the assault was defeated and captured by the very students he sought to kill; he and a majority of his accomplishes were arrested and detained at the scene, though some of what could be categorized as the major players were able to escape.

An anonymous source has told this reporter that the leader of the assault is in critical condition and fighting for their very life. Reading the reports of the injuries suffered by the cowards that perpetrated the attack not only speaks to the severity of the attack but also the counterattack mounted by the students. The report tells of the desperation and terror they must have felt. It has also been revealed that this is not the first attack on U.A this year.

Just over a week and a half ago, the villains infiltrated the school, which would later assault the hero course. During the investigation, it was found that the time of the training was moved, and yet the assault still was carried out. This leads this reporter to believe there may have been a leak inside U.A. itself. As if this revelation wasn't enough, it has also come to light that a student from the business course was kidnapped and held hostage. I am grateful to report that the student has been found and returned to their family, where they are recovering.

The heroes were rescuing the poor kidnapped student when the assault of the hero course took place. He tells this reporter that this was a coordinated assault, and they lured the heroes away from the school to attack the students. Now, either they were just looking to harm and possibly kill as many hero course students as possible, or a member of the hero course was the target, if not both. Some questions must be asked because the answers are not coming from U.A. The parents of the kidnapped victim have referred all questions to their lawyer and have requested that we respect their privacy at this time. The parents of the hero class have also asked for privacy pending the investigation; those we have spoken with have said that their children are safe and that we also respect their privacy.

There have been unconfirmed reports that a small child was also caught up in the battle, but those reports remain unconfirmed. There are tons of rumors circulating as of now, as well as new questions forming every minute; all we can do is speculate until we hear from the U.A. With a press conference from the school imminent, we will hopefully have that answer soon.

With the trouble at the U.A., is it time to recognize that heroes will not always be there when we need them and that the recently defeated representative from Kyoto's Self-Defense Bill may be worth another look?

Chitose Kizuki
Liberation Press
Shoowaysha Publishing,

Momo and Itsuka looked at each other, "It seems this Chitose Kizuki has some inside information." Momo said, going to the following article.

"Yeah, it will probably only be a matter of time before she or someone uncovers the information about Izuku and Inari; that means that we may also end up…revealed," Itsuka replied.

"Well, the world will have enough time to get over it by the time we graduate, go pro, and get married!" Momo said quickly.

"Married?" Itsuka blushed.

"I mean, by that time, we would have been together for three years, shared…moments," it was Momo's turn to blush. "By that point, we will all be deeply in love, so why not get married."

Itsuka smiled as Momo's voice had a wistful, dream-like tone. It painted an image in Itsuka's head with so few words, but it was so clear—love, new experiences, working together, pushing each other, but most of all, together. "I would like that…getting married one day. To both of you." Itsuka reached out and took Momo's hand. Momo smiled and slid next to Itsuka, their heads tilted towards each other, touching as they continued to scan the articles as they drove down the road.

-Katsuki Bakugo-

Bakugo stepped out of the shower, glaring at the slow-draining tub; with a sigh, he dressed and went downstairs. He walked over to the maintenance closet to find it locked; he clicked his tongue and reluctantly turned around to head over and knock on Izuku's door.

Izuku opened the door, and Katsuki Bakugo was left speechless; standing there was indeed Izuku, but he had a sparkling silver Tiara in his hair, with a white veil attached at the back, a weird half-pink puffy skirt wrapped around his waist and plastic scepter with heart at the top.

"My shower is draining…um…slowly," he managed. Izuku smiled.

"Oh ok, I can handle that real quick; watch Inari for me, will ya," Izuku said, stepping past him. "Daddy will be right back, okay, Your Majesty? Uncle Katsuki will wait with you."

"Uncle Boom Boom?" he heard Inari's voice call out from inside. "Okay!"

"Be right back, Katsuki; help yourself to a cinnamon roll, and regardless of what she says, she has already had one," Izuku said as he walked off.

Katsuki wasn't sure how he had entered the room; he looked over and sat Inari at a beautiful child-sized wooden table. The girl was dressed in a complete princess outfit with a golden crown and matching scepter; hers was topped with a large blue sapphire. He watched as she rose from her seat and walked over to him. "Uncle Boom-Boom?"

"Bakugo!" he replied firmly.

"Uncle Boom-Boom, would you like to join my tea party?" Inari asked, her eyes wide and sparkling.

"I don't…."

"Please!" she reached out and grabbed his hand. "I have snacks and everything!" Katsuki looked past her, and there were, in fact, snacks on the table and actual liquid in the cups. "Please, Uncle Bukogo?"

She looked so hopeful that he would say yes; he was about to tell her no, but the mental image of her crying was when Izuku would walk back in or, worse, her mother. He could also hear his mother yelling at him to be nice to the poor little girl. He looked around for an excuse, and his eyes fell on the shrine in the corner for Inko and Suijin. "Sure, just for a little bit," he sighed.

"Great, you need to get changed!" Inari yelled, dragging him towards her room.

"HEY WAIT A SECOND!" he protested.

-Izuku-

He came walking out of Katsuki's room. The clog had been stubborn, but in the end, Izuku had triumphed. A wolf whistle caught his attention; he turned and saw Mina leaning against a doorway.

"Yo baby, why are you all dressed up and looking so fine!" she called out, chewing on a toothpick.

"Why, I am attending a tea party for Her Royal Highness Queen Inari," he replied demurely. "I am sorry, but I must haste not to keep Her Highness waiting." He put on his best coy act, "Unless you would like to accompany me."

"Wait," Mina said, stifling her laugh. "Tea party, you and Inari?" Izuku nodded. "Hell yeah, can I bring some friends?"

"Sure, I don't see why not," Izuku said with a chuckle.

"Is there a dress code?" Mina said, her eyes ablaze with excitement.

"The only thing is Tiaras and Scepters. She has a bunch, so you can…"

"No worry, I got my own!" Mina called out. Mina ran and banged on a door, "Toru, grab your tiara and wand. We are going to a tea party with Inari!"

"No fn way!" Toru's door opened quickly, "Let me get my princess skirt!"

Mina yanked open the door she was leaning against, "Eiji, Tea party! Inari's room NOW!"

"Fine, Fine!" Izuku heard Eijiro call out.

Mina ran past him to head to her room, "We will be right there!"

Izuku shook his head and headed towards the stairs; he heard a startled Ochaco and Mina apologizing as she bolted past her. They got to the stairs and saw Ochaco looking down the hall and shaking her head; then, her gaze fell upon Izuku. Her face was stunned, but she pulled out her phone and snapped a picture. "Um, Nice outfit Izuku," she said. "What is going on?"

"Tea party," he said, rubbing the back of his head; he saw Ochaco's eyes widen, her face light up like a Christmas tree. "Um, would you like to come?" he said hesitantly.

"YES!" She said with a bounce, "Let me grab my Tiara and Scepter!" she turned and ran off.

"Do all of them have Tiara's and Scepters?" he shrugged and walked back downstairs.

He opened the door, and it was his turn to freeze. Katsuki was sitting at the table with a tiara in his hair with little colorful fireworks in the design, a firework wand, and a red princess wrap similar to what Izuku was wearing. He was sipping tea, complete with pinky finger lifted. Katsuki looked at Izuku and sputtered before he quickly said. "Ok, your dad is back…."

"NO YOU CAN'T LEAVE NOW PRINCESS BOOM-BOOM!" Inari protested, her lip quivering.

Katsuki wanted to leave, but he sighed in defeat. "FINE!" he glared at Izuku. "Not another word!"

Izuku laughed before bowing to Inari. "I have returned, Your Majesty, and I have located other loyal subjects that wish to attend your Tea Party!" Katsuki blanched as Mina and Co came bursting in. Izuku noticed that they all had strangely appropriate Tiaras and wands. Mina and Ochaco were space-themed, with Mina having aliens and Ochaco's planets and stars. Toru was very colorful and playful, and even Eijiro had one; it was simple, like something you would see a gladiator wear, but there were pieces of exercise equipment on little springs that bounced around.

The girls squealed as they saw Inari running over; Eijiro looked at the stunned Katsuki and Izuku, "Look man, I have known Mina for a while. This is not my first Tea Party," the boys started laughing.

"Maybe we should move the big table?" Mina asked.

That was when things began to spiral out of control; as soon as the Tea Party was moved to the big dining table in the common room, more people were dropped into the party. Mina sent out a group text to all the girls in both dorms, leading to the arrival of some girls from 1-B in the form of Kinoko, Reiko, Pony, and Setsuna, who all had their own Tiaras and Wands. Manga, Hiryu, Niren, and Tetsu were dragged along. Koji, Fumi, Dark Shadow, and even Ojiro ended up at the table. Izuku made a mental note to find out where Inari had gotten all these tiaras and wands; he had pulled out the boxes so everyone could get into the dress code.

This was what Mineta walked into; he froze, and the entire group turned and shouted his name, making him jump. But then he heard them tell him to grab a tiara and wand; of course, he wanted to say to them they were crazy, but he saw that they were all having such a good time. Laughing and joking around, the Tea Party was just a reason for them to get together, put aside the trouble and worry from the USJ, and come together. How could he say no?

Despite everything, the attack, kidnapping, and betrayals, they were all trying to unite. He didn't know how much more time he would have with them. While he had the time, he would be as much a part of this as possible.

-Faculty Meeting-

As soon as Inari entered, she immediately ran around greeting and getting hugs from every member of the faculty, including her favorites, Mousey, Pap-Pap, and Grandpa. Izuku noticed she was sitting in Midnight's lap, holding the woman's arms around her. He watched as Inari turned and settled in deep. Midnight, she smiled, holding the little girl as the meeting began.

"Before we begin," Nezu said, smiling over at Inari. "Mr. Midoriya, how are things going in your class's dorm?"

"Well, I would say," Izuku said as he got to his feet. "There is still a lot to work through for everyone, I am sure. But yesterday, 1-B came over, and we all decided we wanted to build a stronger relationship between the two classes. Niren said Neito seemed to want to drive a wedge between our classes, so we should do the opposite. It was a little rough at first, but the those that fought together at the USJ started talking first, then they introduced them to their other friends and so forth." Izuku smiled as he scratched his cheek. "We broke curfew, danced, and just had a great time. It doesn't remove the pain of what happened, but it is a good foundation for building something new. And I met Mei Hatsume."

"Mei is…special," Power Loader said. "Brilliant but seemingly chaotic, hyper-focused on building and creating things, primarily things that go boom or just whatever idea she has for support gear. But when she heard of the attack and especially what happened to your daughter, her focus shifted and was much less chaotic.

"How is Inari?" Hound Dog asked, leaning forward.

"She doesn't want to be alone," Izuku looked at his daughter again. "Of course, she has been sleeping with me or with Itsuka and Momo. Disturbing dreams as well. She seems to have latched even more to those who had a direct hand in saving her at the USJ; I don't know how much therapy would work on her since she is so young."

"The most important thing you can do is help her feel safe," Hound Dog said, looking at the little girl as well. "But you also need to help her feel safe in her old environment. She sleeps in her bed, even if it is just a nap. It is also important for you; I can only imagine the fear that his incident has sparked within you. But we can talk more about this during your next session."

"Since we are on the subject," Nezu said, moving the subject along. "Tomorrow, classes are slated to begin, but for the first two days, we will have the students meet with counselors individually and as groups, and we will bring in some guest speakers to share their experiences."

Nezu paused, "Tomorrow, there will be a press conference; Midnight, Vlad Sensei, and All-Might will be there with me to address the media. I don't know if you are aware, but articles about the attack on Mr. Midoriya are already floating out there. Some have outright mentioned or hinted about Inari being pulled into the fight. Some are from less credible sites, but one article is gaining traction from the Liberation Press."

"Yeah, Partner," Snipe chimed in, pushing his hat up with the tip of his finger. "That little miss is rather well informed; not only did she mention the break-in and Ren's kidnapping, but she managed to get her fingers on Shigiraki's fellow medical report."

"I haven't read the article or anything for that matter," Izuku said.

"Yes, I am most concerned with how much information she could procure. I fear it is only time before she can track down everything about your situation, Mr. Midoriya," Nezu looked at Izuku. "I would like to take this opportunity to apologize to you and my little Bright Eyes for my failure in preventing her unfortunate involvement in the incident." Nezu bowed deeply to Izuku.

"I appreciate the sentiment, but," Izuku looked around the table. "It is nobody's fault in this room; everyone did the best they could with the information that we had. The blame falls on Neito, The League, and All for One!" Izuku looked down, "I know that it is easier to say that than to believe that; as her father, I ask myself constantly what I should have done differently. I know you all do, not just about Inari's kidnapping but Ren and the assault on the USJ." Everyone went quiet.

"There are enough "What if's" to fill the entire building," Vlad said, breaking the silence. "We all need to focus on how to move forward and not let this happen again."

Nods and words of agreement filled the room. "If/When I have to speak about Inari, I will let you know how I wish to proceed; I know that when it all comes out, it will cause problems. Not just her kidnapping but with Suijin's parentage."

"Yes, it will cause a storm," All-Might said. "But it will pass; if you need help, my boy, you know where to find me." He smiled and reached over, tickling Inari some; the girl's giggles lightened the room's mood some.

"Now the next thing we need to discuss is the Sports Festival," Nezu said; Izuku could see the shocked looks on everyone's faces.

"You have to be kidding!" or "We are canceling it, right?"

Nezu held up his hand, asking for silence. "I understand everyone's concerns, but we will proceed with the festival. If we cancel, we are giving into fear, which is what the League wanted. Also, with the incident at the USJ, more eyes will be on this year's event, not only around the world but from the Hero Community. This will allow more opportunities for quality internships for the other hero course students and those in the other courses looking to move up to the hero course; we cannot deny them their opportunity."

Nezu looked around the table, "Security will be increased, of course, as a deterrent, as will be security measures around Inari. But with the storm descending upon us from the chaos of this new year, we need to show the world and the villains that we will not be deterred."

Izuku raised his hand, causing the group to smile, and chuckled, "Yes, Mr. Midoriya?" Nezu said.

"When I was a kid, I used to sit and watch the U.A Sports Festival with my mom and then later with Suijin. This was before my quirk came in and back when I was still quirkless, and I was planning on trying to take the entrance exam exactly like that quirkless. But I remember most seeing all those students up there giving it their all. I remember seeing many of you around this table for the first time during the Sports Festival. And every year, I would see so many quirks that people would laugh at and say there was no way they could be a hero and would be up there showing the world they could. And I wanted to be like them, to show the world I could be a hero. Now, maybe this time it won't be me that inspires someone but someone in my class or 1-B, someone who maybe looks a little different or whose quirk isn't as flashy, but they may be able to inspire someone. I agree with all of you in that I am scared after the USJ; I wonder if we would get attacked again, but the Principal is right: we can't live in fear."

"The boy is right," Torino said, striking the table. "I am old enough to remember the dark times, and once you give into fear, it becomes easier and easier to do so again." Murmurs of agreement went around the table.

"So the Sports Festival will be put on as scheduled; teachers, let your class know first thing tomorrow, and Mr. Midoriya will find the speech," Izuku smiled. "I can't wait to hear your speech at the opening ceremony," Nezu smirked.

"Say what now?" Izuku stammered.

"Well, did you place first in the entrance exam?" Nezu's grin took on a mischievous aura. "And you said you watched the Sports Festival all your life, or did you forget about that part?"

"Well shit," Izuku muttered as the room broke out into laughter.

-Saying Goodnight-

Itsuka stepped back breathless from her kiss with Izuku, kissing Momo just a bit before then Izuku left her mind a whirl and an ache between her legs. "This is such bullshit!" Itsuka moaned as Izuku had her pinned against the wall and nibbled on her neck.

"I know, but they said the curfew and stuff is only going to be in effect for another week or so," Izuku said as she reversed their positions, and it was her turn to attack his neck. She could feel his arousal pressing against his pants. Itsuka stepped back, nibbling on her bottom lip. Izuku stepped forward, kissing her again and pushing her back against the wall. Dirty thoughts ran through her head when he whispered that if she was wearing a skirt…

Izuku broke contact reluctantly, and Itsuka pouted. "Such Bullshit! Call me later so I can make sure Inari is safe."

"I will; I love you, Itsu,"

"Love you more," Itsuka dared only to kiss his cheek before she stepped out of the area between buildings and walked to her dorm.

-Setsuna-

The knock at the door was a welcome distraction from the mental spiral dragging her down. She opened it, surprised to see Itsuka. "Hey, what are you doing here? I figured you would be over with Inari?"

"I would, but the curfew is in effect right now, and my permission to sleep over there ended tonight till it is lifted," Itsuka pouted slightly. "I was wondering if we could talk?"

Setsuna stepped back, allowing Itsuka to enter; Itsuka looked around and got a good smile from the various Dinosaur posters and decorations.

"Everything alright?" Setsuna said, sitting on her bed while Itsuka sat at her desk.

"I just wanted to check in and make sure you were doing well," Itsuka gave Set a reassuring smile. "You were one of the people who were always on my side; I know that the USJ fucked with my head, and you were right in the main fight with us."

Setsuna started to smile, but it faltered; she opened her mouth to give her traditional "I'm fine," but that faltered. She wasn't OK, partly because she felt like she failed Itsuka. She had her suspicions about Neito; she knew that the stuff he was saying was wrong, and she should have spoken up. Then Izuku counted on her to get Inari back, and she failed. She didn't fail, but she didn't succeed in the way she felt she should have. She had the biggest task at that moment and couldn't get Inari away from "Ren." It was Reiko who truly got her away, not Set.

Yes, she understood that Inari was unharmed, but if she had succeeded, there was no way that she would have ended up in Yuga's grasp or such a dangerous position. She knew that Itsuka loved that Inari, like a daughter, being before her friend. She felt all that crashing over her like waves from the ocean. For the others, it was easy; putting on a false front was accessible in a group, but sitting in front of Itsuka, she was faltering.

"Could have done better?" Itsuka said softly; Set could only nod. "Tried harder?" Another nod. "If only you had gotten her away sooner?" Set nodded, tears at the corners of her eyes. "I guess you didn't even try then," Set froze.

Itsuka got up and walked to Set, "I guess you didn't take a shrapnel explosion to the face and have to regrow an eye or get stabbed through your hand or a blade buried in your leg." Set pounding heart began to calm. "You know I didn't even get to lay a hand on her? Momo and I couldn't get past Shigaraki to get to her. When Neito had her, and Nomu attacked her and Yuga, we weren't even close to being able to save her. Set you did everything you could, we did everything we could, but there is going to be that voice in our head that tells us we could have done better."

"But…" Set protested as Itsuka sat on the bed beside her and slipped her arm around Set's shoulders.

"Set without you and the others. God only knows what would have happened out there," Itsuka gave a squeeze. "Without all of you, I don't think I would be alive to thank you or Inari and Izuku either. It wasn't us that ultimately saved her; it was all of you. Don't blame yourself; I shouldn't, but at times, I do; we just both need to get stronger so that next time "Ren" or Neito show their fucking faces again, we get to take them down for good."

"How did you know?" Set said, leaning her head on Itsuka's shoulder.

"Reiko, she said she heard that it sounded like you were upset, but you wouldn't talk to her," Itsuka squeezed Set a little more. "I thought about it and figured you were blaming yourself like I did, Izuku and Momo. Everyone feels like they could have done more or seen something, but all we can do is get better."

"That helps," Set said as she closed her eyes and relaxed. "So, anything new with you?"

"I got a boyfriend," Set pulled away, smiling in excitement, "and a girlfriend." Set was shocked as her mind whirled.

"Izuku and Momo?" Set said, happy for the distraction. Set clapped, "How can Set help?"

"I may have seen your undergarments while we were changing," Itsuka and Set blushed. "I need help, Set, I need some…" she waved her hand around. "I need some sexier underwear, alright!"

Set laughed, "Well, let me show you where I order my stuff from, and we can go from there!"