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The entire room was in a celebratory mood over their collective success over the Midterms as a whole. Four people were deep in the trenches of their own despair as they had failed to deliver on a very critical part of their examinations. Kaminari, Sato, Bakugou, and Midoriya were a bit disheartened in comparison to the rest of their peers.

Bakugou didn't give a damn about the opinions that his classmates held against him; so he was already a bit of an outlier as it were. Kaminari and Sato were a bit bruised in their pride to have been one of the two teams that failed their midterm exercises. Izuku was disheartened a great deal; though he felt that there was something that he needed to learn from the experience. Mina tried to make her partner feel better by giving him attention that made those who actually did pass feel as though they lost in general.

She was clingy and embraced Midoriya in a way that she knew he would enjoy regardless of public attention. Though it was a very subtle improvement to his mood; his mood was still a bit low for reasons besides the actual failure. Isuku peeked over to Katsuki and felt horrible for some of the things he said and meant during his emotional high of confronting the blonde.

Not knowing what Bakugou thought in return bothered Midoriya a little as Katsuki kept on with acting as his usual stoic self.

"G'morning class."

The bell rang seconds before Aizawa slid open the classroom door with considerable force. The midterm marked a very important step for the students of UA Academy and their progress to become fully fledged heroes. Surely the repercussions of failing such a critical exam process would entail serious repercussions.

"This year will entail a forest lodge trip!"

It never got old for the homeroom teacher to see his students react to the dramatically unexpected news he had versus what it was they had expected from the instructor. The written exams for the class of 1-A were quite well done and earned enough credits for everyone to pass the midterm despite the few who didn't quite measure up. Remedial classes were still warranted for those who didn't measure up in their overall scores. Bakugou and Midoriya were safe, while Kaminari and Sato were stuck in the trenches.

It was a week-long bootcamp for them to improve their current performances as heroes. The students were still too excited to treat this trip as nothing other than a vacation and resort trip. A rather bold recommendation by Toru for a quick trip to the mall was what incited the next set of events.

Some Days Later District Mall Center

Almost the entire class was ecstatic to enjoy their time at the mall without the overhanging atmosphere of their classroom to ruin their fun. Their trip began at the mall entrance and allowed the group to grow until the invited individuals all arrived. One thing that kept them from entering the actual shopping center was one voice that called out to the group that was starting to catch some attention from the other shoppers.

"Yo! Over here!"

A familiar presence for a few of the students was seen out front of the shopping center entrance in his exotic van that doubled as a catering service.

"Haru-san! You're working here today?"

Ochaco was the one to pose the question to the familiar culinary business owner as he dismissed the question as him just proud that they all managed to pass their midterms as a whole. Kaminari caught some flak as he was given a subtle and brief glare by Haru for his rather lacking performance on his written exams. It was truly scary for some as to how well informed this man was.

"Anyways; take these!"

Haru presented them all with their own signed cards that only Iida recognized slightly as the card that Haru signed to Manual a few days ago. The script was elegant and intricate enough for the teens to accept the cards as some sort of gift voucher presented by the food truck owner. What they actually were was far more beneficial to them than they had initially expected.

"Show the stores you shop at those cards and you'll get a seventy percent discount!"

So much of this was far too exciting for the classmates all here just getting ready for a mountain trip. It seemed too good to be true for them as Haru was contested with incessant questions as to the validity of his discount cards. All he could say against their accusations was to take it to any store in the mall and try it out. Many students actually put the thought of unreasonable discounts to the wayside as they paired up for their actual shopping trip.

The other males in the group all elected to visit the same shops with one another while the females grouped together to see to their own needs. A lot of strangers were giving the students attention that they didn't want as they all moved the process further to get the shopping done sooner than later.

What ended up happening with the groups was that the men split into two major groups while the girls were a bit more selective. Kyoka and Momo went off to see to their own needs while Toru, Mina, and Ochaco were off to another section of the mall. It was odd; as it was Mina who actually insisted that Uraraka join her group for their trip and left Izuku all by his lonesome.

In the past; Mina and Izuku had been inseparable on these sorts of trips with Midoriya always giving his honest feedback on what he thought looked good on his better half.

Being excluded was a decree that Mina herself claimed to be a 'girl's only day out'. It was just him and Haru as the man flipped the sign closed. A familiar mood of tone for the young Midoriya.

"Did you have breakfast, kiddo?"

There was no point in lying as he accepted the invitation to a quick meal that Haru whipped up in no time before he released the young casanova amongst the unsuspecting public. Tekkadon paired with spring veggies that should have been out of season paired with a light herbal tea was served in spades in celebration of his grade on the written exams.

"You did good. I'm proud that you did so well."

Though it didn't diminish the efforts made by Izuku on the field exams; there was one thing that was bothering the boy that Haru could pick up on.

"... Spill it."

"H-huh? Spill what?"

One look at Izuku as Haru leaned against his own countertop with both arms tentpoling his torso upright was enough of a message to Izuku that Haru wasn't buying the whole oblivious act.

"Katsuki and you reached a boiling point. I can't hold your hand on this matter, kiddo. You're either going to keep on hanging onto your childhood friend, or just drop the whole thing and move on…"

Haru had always been one to advocate that Katsuki be the one that apologized and mend things over between the once good friends. Now that it was Izuku who progressed things forward, it was out of his hands to say what was to happen next.

"He was the one who-"

"And you were the one who finished it, essentially."

Not much could be said against that sentiment after how the beginning of the UA midterms went. They were rather nasty with one another and even threw hands with one another until All Might intervened. Izuku reached a boiling point that was perhaps long overdue for other people in his position.

"You're not wrong for what you did, Izuku. There are few people with patience like you; and being angry with him after years of neglect is understandable… But now you've made the decision that used to be just his is yours as well."

Responsibility was a subject that Haru would never joke about with Izuku. A discussion about the subject as Izuku polished off his lunch was brought up in consideration to his interpersonal relations to a familiar blonde boy his age.

"Now you've got to make the same choice as him. Will you weather more, or cut your losses?"

Izuku finished the early lunch and let his mentor clean up after the boy. He was given the same card that the others took from him and wandered the mall with a very heavy choice to make in consideration to his childhood friend. Growing pains were truly something that most people underestimated until the moment to act came upon them.

Some Time Later

"Thank you, come again!"

The usual menu Haru selected for the day was a multitude of options for crepes. Though it was simply decadent syrups and fruits wrapped up in a light and airy pastry; the server was one to make damn sure that the quality of ingredients far exceeded those of other suppliers known to the larger providers of the french style dessert.

His day was finally allowing him a brief moment where there was no customer. These moments were often spent cleaning and preparing for the next inevitable wave of clients awaiting his culinary creations. What diverted his attention from such pleasantries was a phone call that he knew to be less than fortunate to someone like him. A sequence of numbers that he knew as a contact that he knew to be attached to a task that was taking up his personal time and money. Haru flipped the business sign to closed and answered the call immediately.

"What is it?"

A few moments of listening caused Haru to realize that the current situation was in need of him to intervene right then and there. His source disclosed to him that a very significant target was engaging with Izuku inside the mall courtyard. He had no time to suit up and disguise himself as he left his van and began to scour the mall for an impromptu disguise.

One store had a black sweater with an unidentifiable graphic on its front that Haru snatched up without being detected. Thankfully; his bottom wear was blocked from sight and away from Izuku's memory. His jeans were generic and would help to keep his identity anonymous as he used his phone to then produce a mask that began to unfold from his mobile device. A mask that he placed against his face and used to hide his identity as the tech encased his head in a helm of shattered black glass.

Just up ahead was a scene he feared that he was in need of interfering with. Hesitation was his enemy as he reached behind himself for what he needed to address the issue at hand.

A Few Moments Earlier

Left to one's own devices wasn't a bad thing by nature. An introvert like Midoriya enjoyed the space allowed to think with the privacy of his lonesome. He did love and cherish those he was rather intimate with; but being alone was his time to just be relaxed without a worry in the world.

"Yo, aren't you that UA kid?! Gimme your autograph, man!"

A hooded figure was lumbering through the crowd in a black hoodie and wrapped his arm around the boy's shoulders rather casually. Izuku acted with humility in hopes of being left alone after humoring the enamored fan. No such luck for the boy as the stranger got way too familiar and wrapped his arm around Midoriya's shoulders.

"Man, this must be… Fate, or something…"

Feeling the hand of the mysterious stranger wrapped around his neck made it clear this man wasn't just another enamored fan of sorts.

"Though last time was during the UA invasion. Why don't we catch up over some tea; Midoriya Izuku?"

The very same psychopath that had headed the invasion of villains all those weeks ago was now here and had his hand wrapped around his throat. The villain carefully instructed Izuku to just act naturally as he guided them to a spot to sit down for a simple conversation. Old friends who were catching up while explaining that all five fingers coming in contact with his neck would disintegrate the column of muscle, nerves, and bones.

Their conversation went into a rather strange direction for Izuku as Shigaraki was rather intent on trying to justify what it was about Stain that warranted more attention than his own efforts. There was a sense of duty to Stain and his agenda that Midoriya could understand from the crazed vigilante. Justifying his actions was another thing altogether. It was the boundary of being sensible and taking an extreme that Izuku felt was necessary for those seeking justice needed to acknowledge.

A heavy atmosphere of murderous intent gave Izuku a near heart attack with how much evil he felt from looking at the villain's eyes alone. There was a bit of a rant that Shigaraki began as he explained his disdain of the idealized number one hero.

"It's always about All Might. His image is nothing short of a wet dream for all these stupid fucks living in ignorant bliss! If he really is so perfect; why doesn't he-"

What interrupted the manchild was another presence that sat to the left of Shigaraki. The new presence had its arm around the twenty year olds shoulders and seemingly was keeping its interests discreet from the surrounding public like Shigaraki with Izuku. It was dressed in a black sweater like Shigaraki with a forgettable design printed onto the front of it as the hood was shielding the mask the stranger was wearing.

"Remove your hand from the boy's neck. Right now."

What Izuku couldn't feel was the tip of the curved knife that was pressing itself against a major artery in Shigaraki's neck. There was a trickle of blood that indicated a complete lack of hesitation to kill Shigaraki if he were to react in a way that would send the young Midoriya into the afterlife. An altered voice through a modulator made it's demand to the crazed villain. It was Tomura who felt it necessary to push his luck with a man who had a knife against his neck.

"And if I don't?"

That was his mistake of asking. The masked stranger tilted it's face slightly in his direction and communicated what it was in store for the naive villain had he not followed the set instructions.

Shigaraki's murderous intent felt like a heavy rain of madness; this man's cruelty was in another realm altogether. The comparison that could have been made against Shigaraki's murderous intent was like it was being dragged into the depths, where even the light couldn't reach. Neither Shigaraki or Izuku could even draw breath under the suffocating atmosphere.

Midoriya was certain that he felt this very same thing staring into that tunnel back at the sports festival. Was this person and whatever he felt staring back at him from the black void related somehow?

Shigaraki had never felt such an intense fear in his entire life. It was being force fed down his throat and made his body betray every command he tried to send it. He couldn't even bend the finger floating above Izuku's neck to kill the boy.

"Now…"

There was no more patience for the stranger as he commanded Shigaraki to follow his initial command. The deranged villain bragged to Midoriya that he would have been able to kill twenty to thirty people before being stopped by the boy. In comparison; this murderous intent made it clear that Shigaraki was nothing more than a fly with its wings pulled off in comparison.

The hand that was one finger short of being completely wrapped around said throat was lifted and brought into the connected pocket of his own sweater pocket. Izuku was finally able to breathe as he was now just a witness to the new development.

"We're leaving right now. Get up in three, two…"

Though it felt slightly reluctant; Shigaraki got up with the mysterious figure and began to walk away within the instructions of the figure, who was now physically guiding him out of the shopping center. As they both left Izuku to his lonesome; One last gesture was given to the boy as the two shady figures left the boy alone. The masked savior for Izuku peered over his right shoulder as he guided Shigaraki out of the public space. A single shushing gesture before fading into the crowd hinted that the boy's discretion would have greatly benefited his circumstances versus combating them.

Izuku didn't know what the hell just happened as he caught his breath. Whoever or whatever saved him terrified him even more than Shigaraki did.

Outside of the Shopping District

So much of what was happening was outside of the realms of what Shigaraki had planned to happen. His unstable nature and powerful quirk was something he had depended on to intimidate his opponents into submission. Being rendered helpless and dragged along by a stranger gave him a feeling of vulnerability he absolutely hated.

Pushing his luck again and hinting at his ability to kill people rather quickly only cemented how little control he had in the situation. A clicking noise and the feeling of something pressing into his waist gave Shigaraki enough of a clue that not only was there a knife touching a major blood vessel; now he had to worry about a gun being aimed right into his side. The weapon was tucked into the sweater pocket and remained out of sight from prying eyes. What was once his situation to do as he wished was quickly flipped on its head.

They eventually came across an alley a short walk away from the entrance of the shopping center. Rather than entering the secluded space; the stranger removed the arm around Shigaraki's neck and shoved the young adult away. After stumbling and catching himself, Shigaraki was intent on killing the man with his newfound freedom. A gun had a certain way of dissuading such behavior from people like that.

There was no point in concealing the weapon anymore as the handgun was aimed right at Tomura's head. It was some damn good aiming as Shigaraki tilted back and forth to test the man's reaction. A lack of delay made it clear that charging him would be nothing short of suicide.

"Well now; since we're alone, mind telling me what the fuck you want from me? I was in the middle of a conversation, you son of a bitch. One that I was rather intent on finishing. So spit it out, already…"

He didn't get an immediate response at first. The hand without the weapon aimed reached into its jean pocket and pulled out a black card with something written in silver ink. It was chucked expertly at Tomura for him to catch without looking. Peering down at what was written on the small piece of black cardstock revealed a phone number. Flipping it over didn't show Shigaraki anything other than the contact information.

"What the fuck is this? You want me to join your little club or something?"

The card was about to be crushed and disintegrated before the modulated and deep voice of the stranger stopped him short.

"Fifteen years ago, a man found you wandering the streets by yourself."

Shigaraki's hand stopped short of destroying the card. At first he was under the assumption he was speaking of his master, but what he said next to Tomura truly made his eyes go wide in shock.

"He fed and cared for you to the best of his ability. Then, he lost you… He wishes to extend a hand to you once again after losing you all those years ago."

It wasn't his master this man was speaking of. Before Tomura was taken in by his master; there was another who saved him from starving to death. Years had passed and the memory was something he thought he had forgotten.

"He only has this to say. 'I can help you, Tenko. All you have to do is reach out to me and I'll be there for you. Just know that I cannot express how sorry I am that I failed you all those years ago. I hope that you can understand that."

Without another word; the stranger turned down the alley and left Shigaraki stunned for a moment.

"W-wait! What are-"

It was only a second that the man disappeared around the corner and now there was just an empty back alley left in his wake. Too much was going on in the confused mind of Shigaraki. Being called Tenko was enough of a hint that whatever validity the phone number written on the black calling card was likely very high. Staring down at the phone number gave him mixed emotions.

Him reaching out to Tomura now was something he thought was odd enough in itself. Hearing such a heartfelt apology just made things difficult to process. Almost every adult he ran into was some sort of piece of shit that either abandoned him or hurt him. There were few people that he held in high regard; one was his master who taught him how to survive the world at large, the other…

On the rare occasions he was reminded of his early days as a young boy, he would think back on what would have happened if that man was the one he decided to remain with instead of his master. He could still remember being carried by gentle arms and talking to a person who was patient and considerate with everything the boy needed from him. There was simply too much pain attached to him at the time to ignore. He made his choice back then. It was the day he stopped being Tenko Shimura and became Tomura Shigaraki.

This was too much to think about for Shigaraki. Reaching into his pocket, he retrieved the keepsake of his father's hand to place against his face. There was a brief moment where he could recall a hand much like his fathers that didn't strike at him or treat him poorly. It was warm and kind as it's owner patted the top of his head and told him that he would help him no matter what. What caused him pain was how he couldn't remember the face of the man, no matter how hard he struggled to jog his memory.

Such things were nothing more than a dream long gone to him. He had a mission to complete. With his resolve renewed; Tomura affixed his mask back onto his face and turned to walk back to his hideout. Though there was now a crack in the shell of his resolution in his cause. What he had constantly told himself was just a fleeting fantasy dreamed up during moments of delusion was now confirmed to be anything but. That man was real and had been his opportunity for a better life, away from all this misery. Had he truly been committed to forgetting that man, he wouldn't have pocketed the phone number and kept it hidden from his master.

For now, one thing took precedence over all other things. The mission to liberate the world from its delusions of grandeur over their precious so-called heroes.

Inside the Shopping Mall

Izuku was still in shock about what had just happened. It was one thing to be confronted by the supposed leader of the league; to see that person dragged away by his petards by some other masked man was something he was still struggling to see as reality.

That feeling he got as Shigaraki evoked a response from the stranger was… It was unlike anything he thought possible. What sort of evil could make a person suffocate like that by just staring at them? Izuku began to recall the story told to him by one of his mentors. How he was warned to remain away from that threat versus becoming stronger at a later date. There was no pretense that Izuku was even going to win had he faced such a threat. He couldn't help but feel as though he was beginning to understand the sentiment All Might had for the young Midoriya.

Was that the person that sent Gran Torino and the previous inheritor before All Might running for the hills? Actually seeing such an individual gave Izuku a deep apprehension to what was in store for him in the future.

"Izuku? Are you alright?"

He was shaken from his thoughts and brought back to the real world by the sound of a familiar voice. In front of Izuku was Ochaco, who looked at Midoriya with no shortage of concern for his well being. Izuku was still a bit pale with his cold sweat still sticking to his forehead. Seeing the kindness of Uraraka's concern for him helped to calm him down. The lump in his throat was swallowed with some difficulty before he stood up to test his balance. A bit of a stumble that Ochaco helped Izuku catch himself from was the only thing that seemed to affect his ability to walk.

"What's wrong?! Are you sick? Do you need to see a doctor?"

The obvious thing to do was to inform Ochaco that Tomura had appeared in front of him to issue some sort of threat to the boy. His words failed him as the memory of the masked stranger asking for his discretion on the matter caused the words to get stuck in his throat. What would happen to him or the others if he were to tell anybody what just happened? Would there be repercussions waiting for him if he were to share what he knew? Too many things could go wrong if Izuku didn't heed the request made by that stranger for his discretion.

"... Uh, yeah. Sorry, I think I'm kinda dehydrated. I didn't have much to drink earlier and it's a bit warm."

Immediately, a water bottle was yanked out of Ochaco's backpack as she forced Midoriya to seat himself back down on the planter bench. Getting something to drink and letting himself catch his breath did help immensely in calming his nerves. Peeking out of the corner of her eye, Ochaco was certain that this boy was someone she had an interest in being with. Finding out about his relationship with Mina after becoming friends was a bit of a bitter pill for her to swallow at first. Her seeking him out was more or less just her excuse to break away from the startling conversation she had earlier with Mina in the boutique.

Earlier

Giving excitable teenage girls the power of a seventy percent discount to any store in a district mall was like unleashing a starving lion into a meat packing plant. Mina and Toru were bouncing from one shelf to another trying to find the things they could never afford normally. While that storm was hoovering up some rather pricey items, Ochaco was browsing the sales rack for things that looked good enough while not being too picky with the items.

She stopped a nearby clerk and asked the employee if her discount would stack on top of the usual sales price. There was no expectation for it to be so, but hearing that it did was just icing on the cake. Clarifying what that would look like, she was then informed that the percentage itself would stack on top of the percentage. If something was thirty percent off; she essentially would be able to get the item for free.

It was strange that morning for every department store as a mass email was sent out to each store explaining the ludicrous pricing these black cards were giving those who possessed one. Many store managers called their head offices and got the same message as the email. There was not much else they could do as they patiently awaited for those select shoppers and granted them their discounts.

Ochaco was now on the hunt for sales that offered a thirty percent discount in the store and was snatching up whatever she could find. It didn't even matter if it was something she didn't even want; it was in her hands in a split second. The girls were quite satisfied with their haul and were even excited to see what else they could get with their budget barely dented. Though Mina and Toru did voice their gripes over Ochaco and her bizarre collection of clearance items.

"... Ochaco? Are you sure that's what you wanted?"

Mina didn't want to offend her fellow classmate, but seeing some of the brightly colored shirts and other unique articles in her plastic bag got her scratching her head a little.

"Yeah, it was free. Why wouldn't I get it?"

"Because it's butt ugly! I mean, look at this…"

Toru interjected as she yanked out a neon green tank top that clashed with almost everything else in the bag. She shook the admittedly very soft article of clothing with vigor over her head.

"When would you wear something like this? I'm invisible and I wouldn't be caught dead in such a loud disaster like this!"

Even Ochaco was hard pressed to deny that she agreed with Toru completely. No offense was taken as she elaborated to the bubbly teenager.

"I can use it as a pajama top. Look, feel it."

Both teens felt the fabric and even rubbed their cheeks up against it with a look of sheer bliss on their faces. The next piece addressed was a long sleeved blouse with dolphins embroidered into it. One flimsy excuse after another came out of Ochaco as she justified her logic as sound with the selection of free clothes. At least they were having fun while doing so.

That was a huge problem Haru had with the penny pinching girl for the most part. He would regularly bump the girl's pay whenever she worked for him and it drove him insane that she would still act as though she was living with just pennies on the dollar. The bonus he gave her last time was for this exact shopping trip and to allow her to treat herself. If he saw her making her usual judgment call while ignoring she had tens of thousands of yen to work with; the wall would have had a hole the size and shape of his head punched straight through it. He just couldn't win when it came to his generosity and her frugal nature.

Their shopping trip went on without incident as they kept shopping around and accumulating a bounty of all sorts of accessories and clothing. They took a quick detour for some bubble tea and all got themselves a refreshing treat. All of them were partaking in their own beverages and Mina began to eyeball Ochaco with simple curiosity. The girl caught on and asked what it was that had Mina stare at her so intently.

"... You like Izuku, right?"

A revelation that Ochaco didn't expect to hear from the one who was in a relationship with said boy came from Mina so casually. Toru was a bit of a voyeur by nature, so she couldn't help but react and listen in on the conversation.

"... Eh?! I mean- I wh- I, uh… I- I- I don't, I just- I mean-"

It never failed to make Mina giggle to see Ochaco act so adorably with her teasing. She gave the panicked girl a cheeky grin and just wrapped her right arm around ochaco's waist as they kept walking. Her arm slithered under the backpack and just comfortably nestled itself at the narrow part of Ochaco's waist.

"Don't be such a prude! I'm just asking since it's been obvious from the start. I didn't want to leave you out to hang and just sit with your feelings all lonesome like. There's a reason why he and I see each other the way we do."

Being comforted in this situation was giving Ochaco some mixed feelings. What she thought was guilt was now starting to give away while her confusion over the lack of aggressive anger over the situation. Also, the sensation of feeling Mina's hand hold her close was giving her some new feelings she never thought she had before meeting such an oddball like Mina.

"Besides, I've had my eye on you for a little bit too…"

A bit of a purr towards the end of that sentence got Uraraka to feel a warm tingle wash over her entire body. Those gorgeous black eyes with the golden irises were hypnotizing her while Mina closed the distance a little and whispered into the nervous girl's ear.

"I wonder what he thinks of you, too. Might be more innocent than me, but nothing short of what I'm feeling right now…"

It was a lot to take in for Ochaco as her friend and classmate was now seducing her out in the open. The fact that Mina was getting quite the desired response only further tangled up Uraraka mentally. She needed time to process and stuttered an excuse as she ran off into the crowd.

"I-I need to check up on Midoriya! I'll bring him back in a sec!"

Mina's eyes wandered down to the plump rear she was certain would be hers to do with later on. She almost forgot about her friend and turned to the blushing girl. Toru didn't exactly dislike what she had heard or saw, though seeing Mina begin to eyeball her like a cut of meat was giving her a lot to process as well.

"Well now, It looks like it's just you and me."

An arm went around Toru's waist and caused her right side to press up against Mina. The poor girl was now trapped by the hungry wolf looking for a snack, and it seemed as though she was just the thing Mina wanted.

"I think you and I should spend some time getting to know one another, don't you think?"

There was no resistance as Mina dragged Toru further into the mall. The next store was certainly going to be a lot of fun for Mina; possibly Toru, if Mina played her cards right.

Present Time

"Thanks again, Uraraka. I feel so much better."

Rather than accepting the water bottle being offered back to her, she just stood there with her eyes cast down and with her fingertips touching each other. In his experience with women; Izuku could tell that there was something bothering Ochaco that had something to do with him. He was beaten to the punch as Ochaco posed her question to the boy.

"D-do you like me?!"

Some people couldn't help but look at what they thought was a girl innocently confessing her feelings to the boy she admired. Though things were not as innocent as they appeared on the surface, they left well enough alone and wished the new couple good luck.

"... Yeah, I do."

There was more to it, though now Izuku picked up on explaining faster than what Ochaco could respond with.

"I mean, I'd have to talk to Mina; but I think you're really beautiful, Ochaco."

He was even using just her first name. Her face was on fire as she let the words sink in and give her unspeakable joy. His smile was mature and calm while she was finding it hard to maintain eye contact. Both palms clasped her face as she turned around to hide her blush. Seeing him act so confident and manly was giving her a new image of the already loveable Midoriya she already had in her head.

This confession was a bit of a surprise for Izuku, but he could tell that Mina probably had a hand in sending the flustered girl his way. It gave him the confidence to react maturely and respectfully accept the girl's feelings towards him. After experiencing such a terrifying and horrible experience; this was a nice change of pace for the boy.

"C'mon, let's go find the others."

Ochaco's right wrist was gently taken into Izuku's rough hands as he pulled her along to find the group she had separated herself from. There was a strength in his grip that she thought felt nice against her skin, that thought then wandered into more intimate territory and really got the girl to feel flustered.

She twisted her wrist slightly to get Izuku to loosen his grip slightly. Thinking that she was being hurt; the feeling of her hand grabbing his and interlocking fingers while matching his pace made things rather pleasant for the newly initiated couple. Though it was quite there yet, it did start to feel like a date in a way.

Later

The duo came across Mina at the back of a nearby store while peeking into a curtained changing room. They approached from behind and heard some rather interesting banter as Izuku and Ochaco snuck up from behind.

"... Wait! Maybe if I just started slow! I could be in a neighborhood or something!"

Izuku could recognize the voice of Toru coming from out behind the curtain. She was going on about something she was about to do with Mina deflecting whatever demands the poor invisible girl had against Mina.

"No way! I know you wanna give this a shot, you little perv. Plus, it's not like you're doing something similar already in that suit of yours."

"That's different-"

Mina was alerted to Izuku's arrival with a quick clearing of the boy's throat. Coming to attention; her eyes beamed and shared the same excited energy of her smile as she saw him and Ochaco holding hands now. Her hug was initiated at the same time as her kiss as she deeply kissed Izuku in the middle of the store. Nobody complained, though it did amaze a few employees how kids could kiss like that at their age. She broke off and shared her excitement over the new development.

"Finally! I was wondering when things were gonna start getting fun. And you…"

Ochaco could only squeak a bit as her neck was captured by the pink girl and brought into a similar kiss as Izuku. The store already caught on to the first kiss, so nobody was watching the interesting show going on at the changing rooms. Ochaco was perhaps the third person or so to know how sweet Mina tasted as she kissed someone. They broke apart with Izuku unable to look away from the incredibly erotic display of intimacy.

"Glad to have you with us. Hope you enjoy the ride."

Things got back to relative normalcy as Mina gave her approval of Ochaco while briefing Izuku about the recent events that happened in his absence. One point of complaint was Ochaco's lack of decorum and tact when it came to her inability to see past her frugal nature.

Revealing the bag of clothes from the boutique clued in Izuku that Mina really did have a point there. He confirmed that they would have to give her a proper shopping trip today. Feeling Izuku squeeze her hand made it all so much better as Uraraka dreaded the hole about to be punched into her wallet.

"... Guy's? I'm still here…"

It hadn't been intentional as they forgot about Toru briefly. On the subject; Izuku wanted a question answered when he and Ochaco came sneaking up from behind.

"What are you two doing? We're a little late to the party, but what are you trying-"

Before Izuku could finish his sentence, Mina suddenly got a glint in her eye he knew as her getting a devious idea she was going to act upon without anybody else's consent. With one solid tug and a push, he was entrapped inside of the changing room that Toru was supposedly in. He managed to keep himself from colliding with the mirror with both hands outstretched next to the panel of reflective glass. It didn't look as though anybody was there with him at first, but taking another look around told a very different story. Mainly, the clues that were right in front of him.

Though she was invisible, that didn't translate to incorporeal. Toru's ability to bend light and be invisible mainly affected her own body. Anything outside of it was a bit harder to render transparent. The smudges in the glass told the teenager that he had accidentally pinned Toru to the mirror behind her. Secondly, she was very much naked in front of him.

Yelling would have caused more indignity for everybody involved. Izuku could only remain silent as he heard Mina take off with Ochaco to see what they could get for the penny pincher. It would have been easier for Izuku to read the noises outside and sneak out of the room to give Toru her privacy, had it not been for several other things he started to pick up on.

The amount of heat that the girl had in her body was strong enough for Izuku to feel from where he stood. That sensation was a bit more intimate as he knew that the reason was likely due to her being completely exposed to him. There was also the feeling of her breathing against his neck. Right now, it was like Toru was huffing to catch her breath after a light jog. This was something he could tell wasn't normally the case for the girl.

He could guess that she was either panicking… Or was having a very different reaction that was likely due to the earlier conversation he and Ochaco happened to catch at the end before they were interrupted. What cemented his guess was the sight of something that was around where he thought Toru's leg started at the hip.

There was a trail of something running down both legs at the same time. It looked to be a liquid of sorts. The point of origin made it obvious and caused Izuku to react like any other male would as he put two and two together. Toru was wet with arousal at being exposed in public.

Her hands clasped at his button up shirt that was opened up to reveal the shirt underneath it. She was whimpering and helpless against Izuku inside of the confined space that was the curtained changing room. He could just make out her eyes with the tears pricking the corners of her eyes and a small trail of drool from the side of her lip.

"... I-I-I need… I need your… Your help. Please…"

His first instinct was to try and remove his shirt and offer it as a cleaning rag for her current problem downstairs. She stopped him and simply pulled him down into a deep kiss that was quelling the burning inside her while starting up an inferno for the boy. It was odd to kiss someone he couldn't see, but his partner thankfully guided him well enough with her arms wrapping themselves around his neck.

Wrapping both arms around her petite waist; Izuku dipped the desperate girl a little as he deepened their kiss. Peeking through his lids showed him another smudge on the glass that looked to be an imprint of half a foot. She had unintentionally raised a leg as Izuku kissed the living daylights out of her.

They broke apart and just enjoyed staring at one another. Though he couldn't see her, his imagination wasn't working very hard to see that her eyes were likely glassy. Her next request was one that she would have never made if she wasn't burning like a bonfire under Izuku's touch.

"I… I need you to help me. I can't go out like this…"

She pushed away from him for a moment as she took a seat on the changing room bench to her left. Next up was her legs being pulled up and apart by her own two hands as she presented herself to Izuku. It was her arousal that gave him a full show as to what her pussy looked like. It was a bit of a flowery looking thing with petal like labia folds poking out of the center. He had to swallow the excess saliva that was starting to pool in his mouth.

"Clean me."

That was something he was more than happy to oblige in helping with. There was no rush for Izuku as he knelt down and fought to control himself at the scent that was clouding his sense of smell. A musk that almost made him go straight for the prize and not what he had intended to do for the girl.

He noticed that one of the trails had managed to reach her right ankle. His journey started there as he used his tongue to begin cleaning up Toru's mess. Apparently the girl really did like her sweets as he could attest to tasting the girl herself. He made sure to get everything as he hiked up both legs while alternating between each leg. When he reached her knees, they both deeply kissed again and Toru was given an opportunity to taste how sweet she was on Izuku's tongue.

Each thigh was properly licked clean before he reached the center of her core. She had to keep herself from making too much noise as Izuku's tongue was wiping her clean of her arousal. Every small reaction and twitch was only spurring on the teenage boy giving her a hell of a time with his mouth alone.

"... Thank you for the meal."

With that final declaration, he dug in and savored the taste of Hagakure Toru full heartedly. Her initial keening was high pitched enough to be audibly quiet to the rest of the store. Izuku couldn't let things be interrupted until he finished her off properly. The advantage of having an invisible partner was the ease of being able to find something to muffle her without lifting his head. He grasped her top that was just under the bench and stuffed some of the fabric into where he thought Toru's mouth was.

She picked up on the intention and helped him get the fabric past her lips. That allowed her some wiggle room for some noises she found difficult to suppress. Izuku returned to the task at hand and just went at it with increased vigor.

Getting sex ed from Haru a few years ago was quite the uncomfortable experience as there was some extremely intimate knowledge of not only the male sex organs; the female anatomy was shared with the young boy as Haru went over information regarding intercourse. A piece of advice that Haru gave on oral sex was what was usually a good thing to do for one's partner if the territory is new for them.

That advice was being used in spades as Izuku used his tongue to draw out characters in the alphabet and elicit some very enjoyable reactions from Toru. He went down the alphabet and once reaching a particular character that made her jump and twitch, he honed in on drawing that character over and over to give Toru an orgasm to remember. Her hands could only pull at her knees while Izuku was making her see stars fly across the ceiling of the department store.

An issue occurred when Izuku realized his tongue was starting to get tired. Toru was clearly enjoying his efforts and slowing down now would only ruin the fun. A little cheek use of One for All in his mouth helped the muscle regain quite a bit of vigor as he kept nipping and sucking away at Toru's pussy. That increase of licking speed caused the girl to almost black out as her release set her entire body on fire and engulfed her in a euphoric inferno.

Just as Toru went limp; Izuku was given an unexpected surprise as he felt Toru release a large amount of what he first thought was urine. He valiantly drank it down out of fear of revealing what was going on inside the changing room. It wasn't urine, but it turned out that Toru was a bit of a squirter in the bedroom. The concept was explained to a very distressed teenager by Haru while he pointed out the different parts of the vagina he drew on his chalkboards.

Her taste was still rather nice, so there was no complaint as he drank down everything and eased down the glowing girl from her high. Using his mouth to gently massage her lips and folds did give Toru an easier time coming down from her orgasm. The shirt used to silence her fell out of her mouth as she looked back down to the boy who valiantly helped her with a very difficult situation. It gave her plenty of reason to do something for her brave rescuer.

Both thighs were let go and allowed the invisible girl to pull of the suckling Izuku from her sex and give him another deep kiss. The taste of herself on his tongue was a nice one that she should look into later. Around the edges of her eyelids was evidence of crying as she achieved release. It certainly made it easier to kiss her this time around.

They broke apart as they both just admired the other person. Izuku reached out and began to touch Toru's face to get a better image of what she looked like. The skin was smooth and features petite. Her eyes had a good amount of size and were embroidered with beautifully long lashes. The nose was slightly upturned and adorned the center of her lovely face. When reaching her lips; she gave Izuku a small surprise as she took his thumb into her mouth and gently suckled on the digit. Nipping the base with her teeth sent shivers down to his toes as she extracted his thumb from her mouth. Lingering kisses on his hand felt like brandings of Toru upon his skin.

Things were pretty much settled for Midoriya at this point in time. Getting Toru off was pretty much the only goal in mind and he had done just that. He was standing back up and offered to help Toru up when she decided differently for the young Midoriya. Rather than helping herself, she yanked Midoriya down into a sitting position on the bench.

Izuku was thrown a little as he felt Toru start to undo his pants. It wasn't his intention to have the favor returned as his fly was pulled down by an unseen entity.

"Wait, you don't have to do this. I was just making sure that-"

A dainty finger pressed itself against his lips before he felt another kis that he happily retaliated for a few moments. Strings of saliva jung between their open mouths as they broke apart.

"Don't you dare stop me. I'm gonna suck off this cock whether you want me to or not."

She wasn't going to really rape Midoriya if he said no. The dirty talking did just as intended and gave the boy chills from how demanding Toru was being to give him head. He had to lift his hips a little to give Toru the space necessary to remove the main barrier keeping Toru from his dick. Wrestling the underwear down revealed to Toru a masterwork of male genitalia; at least in her opinion.

Last time she saw anything similar to this was back when she was in primary school. Toru was at the age where she was up to all sorts of mischief; being invisible just added to the chaos that was her childhood. Sneaking into her parent's bedroom and sorting through their stuff revealed to her the curious purple rubber toy in the right hand nightstand. Her naive mind just started to tinker with the thing until it started to vibrate and move around all funny.

Though she had fun with it for about five minutes before getting bored and leaving it back where she found it; she realized years later that what had been her plaything that day was her mother's rabbit dildo. She was in the bathroom for about thirty minutes trying to wash her hands of the memory that was to haunt her for the rest of her days.

Seeing Izuku's penis look as aesthetically pleasing as a professionally made sex toy and remain fairly well sized just made Toru drool at the idea of sucking off the boy. Licking her lips, Toru grasped the top of the phallus and gently peeled the foreskin down to reveal his head. It was somehow still increasing in size as she gently grasped and manipulated the fat cock. Every reaction Izuku had to fight the urge to moan or twitch just made Toru far more eager to get Izuku off.

"You like that? How my hand is stroking your big, fat, naughty cock?"

So much of the dirty talk was making it harder for Izuku to remain coherent. His whimpering and soft moans just made Toru more eager to satiate his desires.

"Such a naughty boy. Nobody should have such a dangerous weapon like your dick. I think I'm just gonna have to let you fuck my mouth to disarm this glorious tool of yours…"

Not another moment was spared for Izuku as Toru licked the spongy red tip of his penis and almost made Izuku knock himself unconscious with how hard his head whipped back in response to the oral pleasure. Had he sat on the bench properly instead; a lot of people in the store would have certainly started asking questions as to what was happening inside the changing rooms.

Whatever she couldn't slip past her lips was being massaged by her hand. Now focused with the task at hand; Toru started to mind everything she was doing to make sure that Izuku was simultaneously enjoying the blowjob while remaining unharmed. Feeling it out was the best she could do, but Izuku hadn't looked disappointed with her efforts so far.

Making a vacuum with her mouth while pressing her tongue up against the bottom of the penis seemed to be the best way of pleasuring Midoriya. Her teeth were kept far away from his dick in fear of scratching or hurting him. She found it easier and easier to push more of the length down her throat as time went along. Watching Izuku struggle to contain himself was just too much fun for her.

Now it was Midoriya who was struggling to fight the noises coming out of his own mouth. His hand wasn't enough as he kept dropping it down towards the bench to steady himself. An idea similar to his when she was losing control of his voice was to use his shirt as a muffle for his mouth.

Grabbing the hem of his shirt while diligently performing head; the bunched up fabric was pressed up against Izuku's lips and allowed him to bite onto the material. What she discovered was that using the boy's shirt as a muffle gave her an unhindered view of Izuku's cut body flexing and twitching while looking a bit sweaty from the blowjob. Her hazy mind made her feel the expanse of muscle and flesh that no fifteen year old should have had at that age. This doubly made Izuku react strongly and almost scream out of pleasure.

For Izuku, what made this all so much more erotic was seeing Toru actually suck him off. Somehow he was still able to see his dick while it was being sucked on by the invisible girl. The further down she got, the wetter she made herself. While masturbating and blowing Izuku, there was the last bend in the back of her mouth that led into her throat. He could feel his head bump against it repeatedly as Toru got sloppier with her sucking and soaked his entire crotch in her saliva.

In his mind this was just as good as he expected it could be. In Toru's mind it was a whole different ball game. Her knowledge of sex through discussions with other friends and through the internet taught her that men enjoyed it when all of their dick was stuffed into the woman's throat. Izuku was on the larger side, but so fair she had managed well enough.

There was a brief pause as she mentally prepared to get as much of his length into her. A few deep breaths through her nose was all the warning Izuku got before he lost his sanity.

"Wh-wha? Why'd you s-"

The sentence was cut short with the entire length of Izuku's cock being slipped past the back of her mouth and deep into her throat. His hands almost grasped the back of Toru's head as he tried not to lose his fucking mind. Staying still and massaging the appendage inside her throat with subtle swallowing motions gave Izuku a sensory overload that was just about ready to kill him.

Up and down in deep strokes while creating a vacuum for the penis was easier than she had initially thought. Her initial gag response was now quelled and replaced with her frantic need to make Izuku cum down her throat. She kept fingering herself while knelt on the floor and made a new puddle of her cum as she was taking Midoriya to some incredible heights.

She could see Izuku fight to keep his hands off her head in fear of making her uncomfortable. His palms were hovering and struggling to contain themselves while she was going at it with her mouth. Without breaking pace; she took her left hand and grasped Izuku's right wrist. The hand attached to said wrist was guided onto the back of her head as she kept sucking vigorously. That was all the permission Izuku needed to let loose and skull fuck Toru properly.

He didn't mean for his quirk to activate, but it was low enough to keep himself from actually hurting Toru. The girl was shocken how much pleasure one could get by being violently fucked in the throat. She was close to her own release as the lack of air made the high that much more intense. If she was visible; Izuku would have been able to see Toru's eyes rolled into the back of her head as she was just as lost in her pleasure as he was in his.

With a few last slams of his hips into Toru's head, he released quite the load of cum straight into her stomach. Whether it was her being conscious about it or if it was instinct; he was able to catch a glimpse of his semen shooting into Toru's throat before disappearing into her stomach. He was being milked by the almost unconscious Toru as she achieved orgasm and sprayed the changing room floor.

Izuku was still coherent enough to realize that the mess would have leaked out of the changing room if he didn't stop it. The softening cock popped out of the invisible girl's mouth and let Izuku grab his butto up as a rag to stop the spill from reaching prying eyes. It was a close call, but now they were sort of back at square one with Toru now completely dripping wet once more. Her head turned to look at Izuku as she slowly came to. She was feeling completely satisfied as she was now sitting on her ankles and had now been sitting in the puddle of her own squirt.

"... I think I need more help, Midoriya."

As a finale to this whole experience; Izuku had laid Toru down on the bench and was fingering her while kissing her on the mouth. There was no way people outside weren't getting suspicious as to why it was taking so long for Toru to find a good outfit for herself. This was just Izuku's way to make sure that there was no way he skimped on the details of Toru's needs.

His fingers were hooked as he worked them up and down with the ring and middle doing most of the heavy lifting. Thankful he always kept his fingernails short for the sake of cleanliness. Another useful yet embarrassing fact that was taught to Izuku was the location of the g spot.

Going so far as to even show the boy a proper method to pleasure a woman was mortifying at the time. Now, he couldn't have been more thankful than in that very instance. His palm was rubbing the girl's clit as he viciously attacked her g spot relentlessly. A lot of sopping wet noises that He needed to mind were going on as Toru kept writhing and twisting under his touch.

The best she could do with her hands was to claw at his back with one and jerk him off with the other. Things were finally reaching their official end as Toru pulled Izuku off of her to warn him about what was about to happen.

"I'm gonna squirt!"

That was his que to latch onto her pussy with his mouth and begin sucking on her lower lips. She grabbed her shirt off the floor as she muffled a high pitched cry while flooding Izuku's mouth with her ejaculation. As any good friend should, he drank it all down until she was finally able to come down from her high.

Everything ached and she was uncomfortably sticky with sweat and other unmentionable liquids. Yet, she couldn't think of another time in her life she felt so euphoric as she did now. Before Izuku could start properly cleaning up their mess with his shirt; there was one last thing she wanted from the boy. Though she was a bit sluggish, she managed to sit upright and beckon Izuku forward.

"Izuku, cmere…"

Honoring her request, he approached to then feel his dick being worked up from half mast to full blown erection as Toru gave Izuku a handjob.

"I want you to cum all over me. I want you to see me with your sperm covering me. Just fucking hose me down with your cum, you dirty fucker."

Good lord, she was one hell of a nymphomaniac. That worked in their favor recently as they were short on time. It took no time at all for Izuku to cum and coat Toru's face and chest with his semen. He could see some of her features as well as her gorgeous tits with the outlines his cum provided for his visual benefit.

Scooping the semen into her mouth was quite the sight to take in as they both worked to clean up the mess they both made in their own way.

Some Time Later

Mina and Ochaco got a bit carried away with the store next door as the Pinkette forced the frugal girl to get something for herself that wasn't on sale or a bargain. Finding a swimsuit for the summer was another priority high on the list as now they were rather intent on hanging out at the pool or beach sometime during the summer. Mina got a racy looking sling bikini while Ochaco was a bit more conservative with a floral print swimsuit with a top that tied itself in the front while having those same style of knots on the sides of the lower piece.

It was hard for Ochaco to admit, but it felt rather nice to get something nice for herself rather than just going for whatever was cheapest. By no means was she going to make this a normal thing, but she felt that treating herself once in a blue moon could be a good thing. They both were back at the store that left Izuku and Toru alone and scanned for the two of them. They found them both at the front counter checking out a few items for Toru.

"Guys! We're back. Sorry about that, Uraraka here can't make a decision for the life of her when it comes to picking out something that isn't on sale."

Neither teen gave the two returning girls any attention as they kept approaching closer and closer. Both girls were eventually right behind them and it took Mina grabbing Izuku and spinning him around to make the teens pay attention to them.

"Izuku? Hello?"

"Hu-what?! Oh, hey Mina. Sorry, me and Toru are a little winded from all the shopping we did. Right?"

No response from Toru as she looked to be staring off into space.

"... Right?!"

"Huh?! What? O-oh, yeah. Yes to that! Indeed! Indeed…"

If suspicious had an illustration to define the word; these two were just that as they were acting rather defensive. Mina had her suspicions while Ochaco just worried if the two of them were feeling alright. What the pink girl noted was that the items being bought were the few things she and Toru agreed upon when they first arrived at the store. It was clear to her that they didn;t do any actual shopping while being left alone.

Leaving the store made it more obvious that something changed between them as Mina picked up on a curious odor coming mainly from Toru. Izuku was missing his button up shirt and looked to have been glowing a bit. A mischievous little smile remained with her for the rest of the shopping trip. There were some juicy details she was keen on learning sooner than later.