The whole class was surprised when Izuku Midoriya walked in a fully recovered.
"Hello everyone, missed me?" Izuku smirked. "I hope I didn't miss much," he stated. Momo got up, walked to him, and placed a hand on his arm to see if this was an illusion but solid.
"You reckless fool! what were you thinking!" Momo lectured as she grabbed his shirt by the blazer, shaking him, as she then banged on his chest with the sides of her fists. "Don't ever do something that dangerous and foolish, understand! I was terrified by your stunt, you jerk!" she demanded; she then quickly hugged him tightly as tears started to fill her eyes, as she hid her face in his chest, muffling her crying, much to the class's surprise, as the most collective and calm person in the class was tearing up.
Izuku mentally smacked himself for making his friend tear up, then wrapped his arms around her as she rubbed the back of her head gently with a hand.
"I'm sorry, but it was my job as the Class President to make sure my classmates weren't harmed," Izuku soothed. "I didn't mean to cause you distress," he sighed.
Momo then sighed with contentment calming down. "You should apologize to Itsuka, Setsuna, and Yui; they too were a nervous wreck," she advised.
"But how are you recovered so quickly? Shouldn't severe injuries heal at least several weeks or more?" Iida wondered.
"I'll just say I heal Quickly," Izuku told them.
"What are you? Wolverine?" Sero asked.
"If I were Wolverine, I would've healed in seconds," Izuku smirked. "I wasn't aware you liked Marvel movies," he stated.
"The Marvel Universe is good, but Wolverine is my favorite," Sero admitted.
"I personally like them all, the Heroes and Villains," Izuku informed.
"Marvel bumbling Nerds, " Katsuki muttered.
"I can hear you," Izuku glanced. "You malfunctioning firecracker," he said.
"What was that!?" Katsuki shot out of his chair; Izuku was in front of him in a blink of an eye. Izuku moved so fast that it was like he just was teleported.
"Before I forget. I have something for you," Izuku frowned.
"Finally admitting I'm the Best?" Katsuki smirked arrogantly; but was cut off by Izuku slugging Bakugo in the face, sending him flying back and breaking through the back wall into the room behind them, scattering several rows of desks and chairs. "It's a Knuckle Sandwich, that was for disregarding an order from just not me, but Sensei Aizawa too," he stated in a cold and stern tone.
"Midoriya School is not a place for violence!" Iida lectured.
"DEKUUUU! THAT WAS A CHEAP SHOT. I WASN'T EVEN READY!" Bakugo roared as he stormed back in with a nasty purple bruise on the side of his face, scraps, bruises, and a bloody nose.
"I told Midoriya to pop you one for that stunt you pulled back in USJ," Aizawa stated sternly. "Disobey an Order from your Class President and me by doing something reckless or distracts us; you're Expelled, do you understand Bakugo?" he threatened. He looked at Izuku and sighed.
"Did you have to break the wall?" Aizawa asked.
"Relax, I pulled that punch at the last second; it's just an empty classroom, is it not?" Izuku replied.
"That room is Class 1B. You just broke Vlad King's wall," Aizawa answered.
"When he hears who got sent through it, I'm sure he'll understand," Izuku said.
"You're not going to punch us, are you? "Kero," Tsuyu croaked.
"No, that was just a one-time thing and only for Bakugo," Izuku assured. "Although he had that one coming," he said.
"All I did was attack villains, You Deku. Don't get to tell me what to do!" Katsuki yelled.
"It was Sensei who told you and everyone to stay back if memory serves correct," Izuku reminded.
"Why did you have Midoriya fight the villains with you and Vlad King?" Jiro questioned, as she too was extremely worried about Midoriya.
"During the Media episode, after Midoriya went over some factors, he immediately knew something was wrong and came to me the following day," Aizawa informed. "Me, Present Mic, and Midoriya reviewed the details, and we concluded an attack would occur yesterday; I felt I could trust him to help. I stand corrected," he explained before looking at Izuku.
"Despite the odds against us, you never wavered in the face of danger; a Hero and a leader fight for the safety of their team and others. Most of the Class chose you for the Class President; they were right to pick you. When you came to me, a threat that would harm my students, I saw a Leader, a hero, and a warrior that would keep them safe," he smirked under his scarf.
"You did good, Problem Child," Aizawa said.
"Midoriya, why didn't you tell us about the attack when the alarm went off?" Mineta asked. "Were you fooling around with a girl?" he winked with a pervy grin. Momo, Mina, and Jiro glared daggers at the half-pint boy as Jiro jacked him with her earphone jacks, knocking him out.
"Izu wouldn't do that. He isn't a pervert like you!" Momo glared, outraged.
"Izu? Since when did you have a nickname for Midoriya?" Mina smirked, making the black-haired beauty blush.
"Well, I call her Yaomomo," Izuku quickly stated. "As for your question Mineta," he said.
"I hate to be cold and unfeeling, but I saw how everyone and you panicked when you heard the alarm go off; I didn't have too much faith to tell. You would've freaked if I mentioned an evil presence in the school and on the grounds," Izuku explained sternly. "I took measures to prepare; I believed you all would pull through when you stood together. I requested Sensei to consider bringing extra muscle, The Big Three," he said.
"Ouch," Eijiro replied from Izuku's coldhearted truth.
"Do know this, I don't normally put too much faith in someone blindly, but I felt I could give you the benefit of the doubt," Izuku spoke. "I was right on my instincts to place my faith in you. Almost all of you that is," he said.
"Todoroki and Bakugo on the other hand; not a flip of a chance. Todoroki, from what I can tell, only fights for himself. Bakugo the obvious, pardon my French, but he's a douchebag and only cares about himself, plus he distracted us with his reckless charge," Izuku explained coldly.
"Well, what about you? You're a times colder than my ice," Shoto asked in a monotone. "Not only that, you don't trust anyone," Bakugo was fuming as his hands were smoking.
"I wouldn't say no one; I trust a small handful of people. Momo and Iida I trusted to take care of things, well I faced the enemy," Izuku replied.
"Man, what life did you live growing up? Something is broken in you," Denki sighed.
"I hardly ever see you smile," Mina noted.
"Let's just say, I've been burnt one too many times, so I'm extra cautious around people," Izuku explained. "One of the lessons I learned: Be careful who you are around and don't turn your back, especially those you just meet because they might not be what they appear to be," he stated wisely and seriously.
"Man, you are stonehearted and cold," Eijiro frowned.
"Call me what you will, what you call stonehearted and cold, I call being careful and realistic," Izuku replied.
"Oi Eraser?" a deep, gruff voice spoke; Class-1A saw it was Vlad King and Class-1B.
"Can I ask why my wall has a large hole?" Vlad scowled. "And the room a mess?" he added.
"One of my students punched Bakugo through it," Aizawa answered.
"Oh, I see. Which one?" Vlad asked.
"I'll give you a hint," Aizawa said. "He's the second tallest in my class, 6ft 1, and emits a mysterious blue energy," he smirked softly.
"How's he recovered so fast?" Vlad's eyes widened with shock. Itsuka, Setsuna, and Yui stepped forward from behind the class. Izuku stepped to Aizawa's side.
"Hello, glad to see guys also unharmed," Izuku smirked.
"IZU-KU/ZUZU/ZU-KUN!" the three girls teared up, charged through the hole, and pounced onto Izuku in a massive hug, knocking him to the floor.
"Are you trying to give us a heart attack!" Itsuka scolded.
"You nearly scared us to death; never do that again!" Setsuna demanded as she poked him firmly in the ribs.
"Do this again, and we will have a different conversation!" Yui glared as she bonked him on top of his head, as Izuku just comforted them.
"Like I told Momo, it was my job to make sure you weren't harmed; I'd rather be injured than dazzling ladies like yourselves harmed in any way," Izuku soothed, making the four blush heavily.
"Just don't make a habit of doing reckless actions," The four lectured.
"I'll do my best," Izuku stated. Then the four broke away.
"You punched Bakugo through our wall?" Vlad asked.
"He had it coming from the stunt he pulled," Izuku reminded. "But that was a one-time thing; dealing with the firecracker is a waste of energy," he stated.
"From what I witnessed from the brat the other day, I agree with Aizawa with the ramification of his reckless and thoughtless charge," Vlad said. "However, I'd appreciate it if you didn't punch people through my wall. Good thing Cementoss is good at fixing broken things," he stated.
"But didn't our Sensei tell us never to attack first?" Itsuka questioned.
"Normally, I follow that code I vowed to follow and live by; when I got my Quirk. I viewed my Quirk the same way I would with martial arts," Izuku questioned. "However, there will always be a time when it's time to let go of restraint and strike first," he told her.
"Like with Bakugo?" Denki asked.
"If you want to be technical and put it in its fundamental element, then yes, but honestly. I just felt like decking him for his distracting stunt," Izuku answered.
"Okay, everyone, let's start the class," Aizawa spoke.
"Same with you kids," Vlad ordered his students. With that, the day went on.
When the Classes were over, Aizawa came up to Izuku. "Principle Nezu would like to see you," he said.
"Why don't I ask him, the one hiding in your capture scarf?" Izuku just pointed, surprising Aizawa, as he could sense a hidden presence.
"Told you he'd sense you were coming without seeing you," Aizawa looked at his scarf as it started moving, and a chimera popped out.
"I'm impressed you managed to sense me when I was utterly silent," The chimera smiled. He had the head of a mouse with circular black eyes, a large scar over the right one, relatively rectangular-shaped ears with pale pink insides slanting outwards from the top of his head, and an elongated muzzle with a small round nose. His fur is white and has large, dog-like paws with pink pads and a thin tail of a cat.
He was dressed in a sports white dress shirt, a dark red tie around his neck, a black double-breasted waistcoat, and matching dress pants. He wears orange lace-up sneakers with thick soles.
"You must be Principle Nezu. It's an honor to meet you," Izuku greeted politely.
"I heard a lot about you; I wanted to meet the Youngman in person," Nezu spoke. "But let's talk in private, follow us," he said; as the three left.
Momo was in her room in her luxurious penthouse in her building; she then called her mom.
"Hello, everything alright, Sweetheart?" Mrs. Yaoyorozu answered.
"I need help with something, to understand something," Momo said.
"Oh, what is it Sweetie?" Mrs. Yaoyorozu questioned.
"There's someone in my class I have strange feelings for," Momo said.
"Strange feelings, good or bad?"
"Well, my heart speeds up whenever I'm near him, I get the urge to defend him, I feel safe when he's around; like I want to be in his arms and never let go," Momo listed unaware, she said it was a boy she was talking about.
"Tell me more," Mrs. Yaoyorozu replied.
"When he's not around or injured, I get antsy. I have trouble sleeping, I can't eat," "I scolded him for being reckless," "When other girls are around him, I get territorial," Momo explained.
"So you have a boy you like?"
"Who said it was a boy?" Momo blushed.
"You did a few times," Mrs. Yaoyorozu giggled.
"Alright, it is a boy I have deep feelings for; I getting harder to ignore," Momo admitted.
"It's quite easy honey; you love this boy. So go to this Youngman and confess,"
Momo then thought of something; Setsuna, Yui, and Itsuka all felt the same way and had the same feelings. "What if more girls feel the same?" she asked.
"If all of you love him equally, then reach an agreement,"
"I'll consider it," Momo replied.
"Although call it a mom's intuition, he seems the type who isn't intimidated by your size," Momo's mother joked.
"Well, he's taller and bigger, but not thick; he has the body that looked to be carved from God's finest craftsmen," Momo replied
"Well, then you know he's a rare catch, so pounce well you can,"
"Alright thanks, mom," Momo agreed, and the call ended. Just then, her Doorbell rang.
"Who is it?" Momo answered.
"It's me: Itsuka Kendo, Setsuna Tokage, and Yui Kodai," Itsuka answered through the fancy doorbell. "Can we talk?" she wondered.
"Come in. My room is the penthouse, which I can see you from here," Momo replied; 3 minutes later, the three girls arrived in her room.
"Do you three want anything?" Momo asked.
"No thanks, this won't be long," Itsuka refused politely. "How do you feel about Izu-Kun?" she asked.
"I knew you'd asked that; I'll answer your question with my own. What if I liked him more than a friend?" Momo asked.
"We'd figured that was the case; you get the same look we do when we are around him," Itsuka replied.
"Yes, we love him, but why do you love him? for him or his power?" Setsuna asked with a serious expression.
"No, I love him for his courage, energy, determination, and will never to give up and let nothing stop him; my best moment was when he said he believed in me and helped me improve my confidence," Momo explained she smiled. "What about you?" she frowned.
"I love him for his kind heart, his hardworking attitude, the fact he likes me for being a dinosaur fanatic nerd and being mischievous," Setsuna replied. "His drive to take command when we were scared by the Villain attack, also his courage and meets the odds with steely resolve," she said.
"For me, I love him for making me feel protected. He never cared about me being expressionless; his determination, kindness and energy helped me be brave to speak up for myself," Yui smiled.
"His warmth, overall I loved him for being strong and wise but kindhearted and comforting," she added.
I loved him for sharing my interest in martial arts and didn't think I was a tomboy like most people would when we partnered in the dojo. I was touched by his determination never to quit when things got hard; he would get back up when he got knocked down," Itsuka claimed.
"So we all have the same feelings; we could share him. It would also help us get closer to each other?" Momo suggested, going with what her mother advised.
The three thought about it agreeing, on the best option to avoid conflict or tension. "As long we love him the same, if helps us to become harem sisters, then I'm down with it," Itsuka agreed.
"I say Hell's yeah," Setsuna smiled.
"I don't have an issue with it," Yui smirked.