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Rain.

Black rain as far as the eye can see.

Being pelted by such a heavy downpour left Izuku rather jaded.

He no longer cared for this place. Nothing good ever came out of being here within One for All. For all he cared about, this place could burn in hell for all he cared.

Still, he was here.

Tilting his head back, Izuku looked to the endless black sky where the rain fell from. None of the droplets fell upon his eyes as he just stared upwards into the sky. Looking up, the sight of a torrential downpour felt strangely calming for Midoriya after everything he had been forced to face. A sensation of temporary peace enveloped his very being as he allowed the rain to cleanse his entire body.

"... What do you want?"

Midoriya called out the new presence he felt standing a short distance in front of him. The same presence he knew to be the one that he still couldn't make heads or tails of for the life of him. At this point, Izuku no longer cared.

Utter blackness kept the figure visible against the already dark background they occupied. Izuku was a bit unsettled to find himself back here next to the mysterious inheritor; though he would be damned if he let the shade know his mental state.

I am sorry.

It felt as though a random thought crossed his mind. Midoriya knew this to be the shadow communicating with him.

"Sorry for what? Sorry for not telling me shit? Sorry for keeping me clueless while you run rampant inside of me?! Who the fuck are you to tell me that you're sorry?!"

Anger unlike anything else erupted out of nowhere. Having to deal with nonstop mysterious circumstances on top of dealing with the loss of his father left little patience for Izuku. The last thing he wanted to deal with was this shadow and its bullshit.

… One day, the world you wanted will come.

No malicious intent could be felt through the message. It helped diffuse some of the passionate rage he felt just a moment ago.

Your dreams will come to pass.

Just then, Izuku felt the ground suddenly begin to suck him under. The water kept creeping upwards as he sank lower and lower into the water.

Izuku couldn't make out what the shade said to him last as he was pulled under the black water he stood within. Whatever it was, he just hoped it wasn't something important.

Present Time

Waking up after such an intense dream left Izuku a bit exhausted as he started to collect himself. First thing that returned to him was where he was and who he had been with the day prior. To his right, his arm had been wrapped around the naked form of someone he knew Katsuki would personally attack him in public for. A peacefully snoozing Mitsuki only had her comforter draped over her after the fun they took part in the night prior. Pressed up to his left, a very soft yet curvaceous reminder of the other one who participated in said activities started rubbing up against him.

Mina snuggled closer to Izuku for more of his warmth while in bed with him. This hadn't been something he expected to come from his visit to the Bakugou home, but he wasn't exactly complaining either.

First to wake up of the two was Mina. Her eyes fluttered open to then look Izuku directly in his eyes with all the love she could muster into her stare.

"Mornin, babe."

"Mornin, beautiful."

Their kiss was something that they had come to perfect between each other. They knew how to manipulate the kiss in such a way that would make it the most pleasurable for each other. It was one of their gestures of love they would always cherish between one another.

"... She's still asleep."

That mischievous glint in Mina's eyes had Izuku both aroused and concerned as to what she had in plan for the older woman they both made passionate love to just the night before. At this point, he couldn't argue with the one who now wanted something that was likely gonna be a lot of fun for everyone involved.

Thirteen Minutes Later

Moaning in her sleep, Mitsuki slowly regained her faculties as the peak of her pleasure started racing towards her at breakneck speeds. She woke up with an orgasm powerful enough to cause her entire body to arch off of the bed as she let out a silent scream. All Mitsuki could do was writhe and shudder helpless until her nerves stopped burning like an inferno.

When she finally managed to settle down, the older woman peered down the length of her glowing body to see the culprits responsible for her rather abrupt awakening. While Mina was busy with sucking on Mitsuki's right nipple and playing with the left, Izuku had just finished eating out the woman and proceeded to line himself up with the still twitching love passage leaking with cum.

"G-good morning to you as well."

Mina popped the breast she had been so lovingly sucking on to then crawl towards Mitsuki to give her a deep loving kiss. For years, Mitsuki never would have expected to find herself attracted to younger women after she married her husband.

Though she wasn't exactly complaining as it seemed that Mina had quite the skilled tongue on her.

Izuku had his attention on making sure he and Mitsuki were in the ideal position for some more fun. Inserting himself back into the warmth of the blonde woman's pussy almost caused Midoriya's eyes to roll into the back of his skull. She hadn't taken the shape of his member quite yet, so he knew that they would need to work on that for some time starting now. Taking her generous hips into his hands, both legs went instinctively around his waist as Izuku started to move in and out of Mitsuki's tightness.

Through their kiss, Mina could feel how much Mitsuki was enjoying being fucked by her man. She played with and sucked on the single mother's tongue while freely massaging one of the older woman's tits at a time with her right hand. Her left played with her hairless lower lips while she just had her fun with the sexy MILF of her personal fantasies.

Every slam of Izuku's hips into the woman pressed the head of his cock into her womb. Not even her toys reached as deeply as Izuku did with just his own god given dick. It really had been too long since she had any decent fun in bed.

Unfortunately, this dry spell of hers had her too out of practice to last long enough. Only after eight minutes of being pounded had her clamp down on Midoriya with another earth shattering orgasm. Since he didn't want her feeling too left out, he simply focused on the way her pussy clamped down and massaged his length before unloading his first few shots of the day. So much of the cum pouring into her managed to remain inside with just a few leaks out the sides of Izuku's penis. Pulling out of her, a few gushes of thick white semen plopped onto the bed while Mitsuki struggled to catch her breath.

Seeing her favorite phallus soaked in all sorts of delectable fluids had Mina lunge for Izuku's still hardened member. Sucking up all the love juices from both Mitsuki and Izuku sent shivers down the pink nympho's spine. Not even her lover could deny how much he enjoyed being sucked off so expertly right after cumming.

After cleaning off her man, Mina carefully straddled him and lowered herself down onto his perfect penis. Both of them knew that they were meant for each other with how perfectly compatible they were with just the physical aspects.

Soft pink flesh against his hardened muscles. Ivory and emerald eyes that were equally as hypnotizing for Mina as her black and golden ones were for him. Their desperation for each other in body and mind. Nothing would ever make this something worth losing.

All three of them enjoyed the morning with each other until around eleven. Mitsuki had received a phone call from Fuyumi right after she had made Izuku and Mina breakfast, so she left them to their devices so that she could go and meet with the oldest Todoroki sibling regarding a personal matter. She promised to talk to her son before she left, thanking them both for what they did for her yesterday and last night. Her last thanks was a little naughty as she gave them a little wink.

For now, things were still rather complicated. They didn't know when or where they would be facing their estranged mentor in the near or distant future.

All they knew was that they would have each other to depend on when they needed the help.

One Week Later

Everyone in the UA Class 1-A dorm was in a frenzy preparing decorations for the return of their classmate. Word got out that Bakugou was due to return to classes and had the weekend to readjust to coming back to school. This was perfect for the classmates who were more than eager to see their close friend return to them.

Everybody kept barking orders to one another while trying to make sure that everything would be perfect for when Katsuki walked through the doors.

"Mineta, get those fucking streamers up already!"

"Kaminari, where are the extra plates?"

"How much longer on the cake, Ridiki?"

It was a nonstop whirlwind of people just ricocheting from every conceivable surface while working in tandem with one another. Meanwhile, little did they know that their rushing had been mostly in vain as the one they wanted to surprise had already seen what it was they had in store for his return.

Both Fuyumi and Bakugou were sitting outside of the dorm on a bench just out of eyeshot from everybody inside of the dorm. For the few days Katsuki had been recovering, she had been entrusted by his mother to look over him until he was able to walk again. A quick home visit by a doctor confirmed Bakugou's swift recovery for his inevitable return to UA Academy.

Granted, he would need crutches for some time in order to get around properly.

Fuyumi simply enjoyed the sight of the clouds drifting against the blue sky with Katsuki. Katsuki, however, couldn't help his eyes drifting over to the side of her face once in a while. As lovely of a day it was, looking at Fuyumi being so calm brought so much more contentment than any amount of cloud viewing could ever.

Being in her care for the past few days, Katsuki could clearly see how this woman would be the ideal primary school teacher. A firm but fair sense of morality, patience of a saint, the ability to be heard no matter who she was speaking to; all of these things were traits that he learned on the very first day he had been in her care. She took none of his crap and easily commanded him to remain in bed when he attempted to try and move around on his own. Even his usual temperament met its equal as Fuyumi always knew what to say to him whenever he got restless.

She was the perfect mirror opposite to his mother in terms of personalities, but no less caring in the slightest. Her kind disposition even managed to win his mother over in all the right ways.

"... Fuyumi."

Turning her head, a gentle yet patient smile graced her porcelain features.

"Yes, what is it?"

His words were caught in his throat for just a second. Clearing his throat helped to get rid of the knot in his voice before he bashfully looked to his left at a very interesting tree.

"Um… Th-thanks. I owe you one…"

Short and sweet. Just how Katsuki wanted it.

It wasn't lost on Fuyumi how much he wanted to express his gratitude. Somebody like Bakugou would rarely display any sort of affection for a very select few. She could see by how shy he was that he truly wanted to show her his thankfulness.

What Bakugou didn't expect was the pressing of impossibly soft lips to his right cheek. Instinctively, he recoiled with a scarlet red blush and a hand covering his face.

Looking at Fuyumi did little to calm his racing heart. She had one hand touching the hair behind her right ear while the other supported her weight leaning in. It was an image he would never let slip from his mind for the rest of his days. All Fuyumi did was elaborate on what she wanted to share with Bakugou.

"If you are thankful, then promise me this."

Her stare felt as though she could read him like an open book. Nothing else felt as powerful to him as being on the receiving end of such a stare.

"Always find your way back. There are people who depend on you to come back for them. Your friends. Your family…"

A graceful hand tenderly covered Bakugou's rougher one.

"Even me… We all care about you, so much. Please, fight for us by fighting for yourself. We need you. I need you."

Everything around them went silent. At that moment, only him and Fuyumi existed in the world. Only they mattered in that brief moment of connection.

Their eyes locked for an extended length of time. The distance kept shrinking little by lit-

"AH, FUCK!"

Inside of the dorm, the decoration crew had one of their members slip on the ladder and come crashing down onto the floor below. They also ended up pulling down the main banner with the welcome message on it for Bakugou.

Enough was enough for the impatient young man. Not only did he have his moment interrupted, but now it seemed that he needed to wait outside longer at this rate. Enough consideration had been given on his part in his mind.

"Are you all fucking retarded?! I've been sitting out there for forty fucking minutes waitin on all you stupid fucks and you still manage to piss me off!"

Nobody cared to confront the enraged Katsuki on his complaints as they were all too busy racing towards him to glomp him.

"You're back!"

"We missed you!"

"Where have you been, jackass?!"

All of Katsuki's protests were ignored as more and more people got in on the group hug. Eventually he just let the rest of his friends just have their tearful reunion and just silently accepted the uncomfortable amounts of physical contact. Still, a part of him felt thankful that a bunch of idiots like his classmates were here to welcome him back. As far as he was concerned, they were all too good for him. Fuyumi simply stood back and smiled at how loving all of Bakugou's friends were. It only reflected how caring Katsuki was to begin with to bond with such wonderful people.

"Hey."

One voice cut through the crowd after everyone got their initial emotions out of the way. They all parted ways for the one person who was perhaps the happiest to see his friend back amongst those who cared about him.

"Welcome back, Ka-chan."

Standing in front of each other, Katsuki just smirked before sticking out his fist. Izuku just returned the gesture without missing a beat.

"Good to be back."

From there, the festivities started.

No matter the trials or obstacles, they would be there for each other. They would never leave each other to their lonesome. Anything and everything would be done with each other backing up the other whenever necessary.

They were family, and nobody could take that away from them.

UA Academy Primary Building

Nezu had an excellent overhead view of the festivities taking place at the infamous 1-A dorms. He couldn't help the little smile crossing his lips at the sight of such amazing kids finally being able to relax after their near endless ordeal from the past year.

"You know, sir; perhaps saying goodbye wouldn't be the worst thing to happen for these promising young heroes. You certainly have done your due diligence on their behalf."

Standing next to him, a taller man wearing a deep midnight blue italian suit with a black dress shirt watched the same dorm Nezu had his eyes upon. White hair on his head and face had been groomed to reflect how cold and stoic he was. His expression held no discernible emotions. He just watched in silence as the class celebrated their reunion.

"I burned those bridges, Nezu. I simply did what I had to in order to protect their future. Indulging in my own needs will only endanger them further."

As much as he wanted to argue against the point, Nezu knew better than to do that.

Years of planning and an uncountable amount of funds had been sunk into Nakamura's plans. Death and sacrifice created the foundation of the world that would come to be for those he wanted to protect. Now that he has completed the last step in creating a villain for the world to point their weapons at, he now needed to remain in the dark in order to continue his work.

Without much else holding him at UA, Nakamura turned away from the window to exit the principal's office. His shoes clopped across the floor towards the large double doors leading out of Nezu's office. Pausing briefly before exiting, Haru said one last thing to the chimera he had left UA to.

"Watch over them."

With that, Nakamura exited the room and headed towards the elevator with his security detail in tow. Four officers armed to the teeth all walked in formation as he made his way to the garage where an armored transport would be waiting for his departure.

Nezu couldn't deny how his master seemed so lonely. Years of creating bonds with all these people, only to then burn those bonds to the ground so that he can do the work he believes would keep them all safe. Yet, nobody could do what he is capable of. It is because he is who he is that he needs to work alone for his goals. Where he was going, only monsters and killers would lurk in such deep and depraved places.

Sometimes, one needs to go where evil grows to keep it from spreading.

Such a world had been where Nezu found himself. A product of human experimentation towards creating intelligent animals, it was hell in all definitions of the word. Even till this day, he can't fight his instinct to resent humans just a little from those darker corners inside himself. Only one person held no ill will from the principle of UA Academy.

It was he who Nezu felt didn't deserve to be the one to tame the worst that humanity has to offer. Years later, Nezu could recall the exact events that led to his freedom. That very same day, he began his work with the one man who would give him his blessed life as UA Academy's principal.

Many Years Ago

Another day of being injected with all sorts of experimental compounds and undergoing excruciating surgery left the abused animal hybrid incredibly drained.

Locked in a kennel, the creature could only let his hatred of these humans who keep performing their experiments grow. Day in and day out, it was the same routine. Mornings consisted of him being yanked out of his cold metal cage where he would only briefly see his fellow prisoners in various states of abuse. Then came the invasive experiments. They would range from psychologically torturous to chemical injections and surgery. Sometimes the scientists would be as curious to see how little anesthesia he would need before he would start to flatline.

All of these 'humans' were nothing but cruel demons in his eyes. So many of his fellow test subjects wouldn't make it through their torture, leaving him a front row seat of their bodies being tossed down the medical waste chute like used napkins. Seeing this on almost a daily basis would affect anybody in his position.

He only had one advantage against these researchers who made his life a living hell.

Hiding his intelligence past a certain point was a balancing act that allowed no room for errors. If he provided too little progress, they would mark him as a failure and euthanize him. Too much progress and he would be moved to another part of the facility before he could work out an escape plan.

They were unaware of how much of a success this one subject had been for roughly three months. Skirting his progress on their intellect tests, he also kept analyzing the lab and its daily happenings from his kennel with extreme precision. The patrol routes for the security, the angles of the cameras, the access badges, the monitors and screens that he could see from his vantage point; all of it was his way out of this prison.

Just two days before he thought himself ready to escape this lab, something happened that caused a stir in the facility.

At first, the researchers were suddenly noticing a loud noise elsewhere in the building. Many clueless scientists kept wondering why there were banging noises with what sounded like a stampede could be heard. One technician called the front security desk and only got a dial tone. Guessing that something had gone wrong, these scientists began their emergency evacuation procedure. They only took the minimum requirements before exiting their lab in an organized manner. Without any prying eyes, the chimera took this as his moment to try and escape.

With a paperclip he swiped off of a packet about a month ago, he began to start bending the thin wire into a tool to unlatch his cage. It took a good amount of patience and microscopic adjustments to get the loop in the paperclip around the release latch. Almost fifteen minutes of tedious finagling finally resulted in his freedom from his kennel. Just being able to stand outside of his cage was a level of freedom he didn't expect would affect him.

Everything felt different by just standing outside of his metal box. His first lungful of air outside of his cage felt so much more invigorating.

That freedom had been cut short when he heard footsteps sprinting down the corridor towards the lab he was still trapped within. Quick thinking allowed the chimera to wrap the paperclip around his door latch to keep it unlocked while pretending to still be trapped in his kennel. He had just made it by the skin of his teeth by the time the doors burst open with several panicking researchers.

Lacking context to their situation, he carefully listened in on their conversation while they began to talk to one another.

"What the… What the FUCK was that?!"

The scientists who ran back into the labs were all out of breath. Whatever made them run fast enough to leave them like that, the lab experiment wanted nothing to do with it. Wanting more information, he kept on eavesdropping.

"Oh, god… Oh, god! They're all dead! They killed everyone!"

"What's gonna happen to us?! What do we do?!"

"Shut up! We don't know if that thing is still out-"

Just then, a bunch of banging noises in combination with human screams shut everybody in the room right up. Nobody said a thing as they all scrambled for a different section of the lab they were cornered in. Although he had no stake in this matter, he wondered what on earth could be out there that would make these researchers act like panicking animals. The stench of blood suddenly hit his nostrils, letting him know that one of them was likely nursing a serious wound of some kind.

Having enhanced hearing painted a grim picture for the chimera. As much as he wanted these humans to suffer, actually hearing their scared screams and wails of agony unsettled the intelligent animal. Being intelligent enough to have proper human-like empathy made him wince whenever another death occurred.

Finally, the lab door leading into the chimera's lab burst loose and swung open violently. What remained of the lock looked more like a bunch of jagged scrap metal jutting out of the wall. Each footstep the intruder took could only be described as deafening.

Immediately obvious was the fact the trespasser wore some heavy duty equipment. The rustling of their clothing alluded to that fact. A subtle hiss of a respirator indicative of a gas mask was another clue to go off of to help visualize what they looked like.

Something that the chimera expected was the sheer stench of blood that erupted with the entrance of the stranger. A smell he never experienced as a cloyingly thick miasma such as now.

Those who were hiding from the killer were already hyperventilating and scared out of their minds. One footstep after another, the killer started his hunt.

First to go was a young woman. She didn't even know she had been found out since the gunman just shot through the desk she hid under. The other scientists tried to sneak away, but two of them met their end just as easily. When it came to the last one, he made a break for the door. He dropped dead with the right side of his skull completely gone.

Four new dead bodies flooded the lab with the stench of death. Not even a moment had been spared for the dead before the gunman started tampering with the lab equipment. They plugged in a driver into the computer the chimera knew to be the lab lead's, bringing the monitor to life with all the information on all the experiments performed in the lab. Taking a better look at the killer let the chimera see how soaking wet they were in human blood. Still, he looked more interested in the data on the computer rather than the animals still trapped in their kennels. Patience would be the one thing he needed to exercise if he wanted to escape this horrid place.

"... Hm?"

Hearing the man speak, it was clear that the individual had on a voice modulator through their mask. Peering at the screen, what the chimera saw sent chills down his spine.

On the monitor was his file.

This person seemed to be taking their time on the data specifically on the chimera still trying to escape his now deceased captors. Now he had this mass murderer looking up data on him while he blocked the exit from the building.

One possible escape he could go for was the disposal chute. He wasn't one hundred percent certain it would lead to freedom, but at least it was too small for a normal human adult to fit through. Weighing his options, he hadn't noticed that the one who had looked up his file already was standing in front of his cage.

The man didn't even bother with the lock, since he could already tell that the latch had been tampered with. A simple tug just let the metal grate gently swing open.

"You can understand me, can't you?"

Indeed he could.

Now he didn't know what the hell to do. This guy didn't make a lick of sense for the intelligent lab experiment. What is it he wanted from him?

"Your theta and gamma waves were too obvious. Based on the fact your cage is unlocked, you were biding your time for an escape plan, weren't you?"

Hammer dead center on the head of the nail. Instincts were telling the chimera to huddle back into a corner and lash out to protect himself. Logic dictated that he hear out this person who didn't seem all that hostile.

"Must've been hard. Suffering day after day. I couldn't imagine what it was you went through."

That was the first time he had ever received anything close to kindness in his entire life. Slowly but surely, he decided to hear this human out for now.

"I can see something promising in you, but it's your decision if you want to escape this place."

Different emotions too foreign for the chimera kept swirling in his head. Little by little, he started to inch out of his cage.

"If you want to escape this place completely, I can help you."

Several hisses and clicks made the chimera flinch for a second, though the sight of the mask he saw the shooter wear being placed down onto the floor told him that the killer had revealed their true identity to him. His intellect allowed him to realize that this was a gesture of trust.

"So, what will it be?"

A bloodied glove was offered to the scared animal hybrid. Still, something deep down within him told him that this was his one chance at a real life. Exiting the darkness of his cold metal cage, he peered up at a white haired man who looked like divinity itself to the newly freed individual.

"If you want to be better, then do so. All I can offer is the opportunity to do so."

With that, the chimera reached out and accepted his new life as the man's follower. Since then, he has never regretted his decision.