Izuku's eye twitched as he stared at his latest hurtle in the madness of his life.

A crate of explosives with a stylized version of Hatsume's face stamped on the side.

It also had a note attached to it, written in a shaky and distressed or possibly even angry hand. It was barely legible but it got the point across.

"Come to me in the next five minutes or I blow up the school" or at least that's roughly what it said.

Fortunately, Izuku could communicate with Mei through the clone he sent with Nana and the Todorokis.

Or at least he could once Ryukyu stopped shaking him and frothing at the mouth over the second Dragon quirk he'd given to their child…

Unfortunately, Mei explained that it was impossible to disarm the bombs and Foresight only confirmed this as he peered into the future, only to watch it blow up every time he tried to disarm it.

Of corse he considered other ways to neutralize the bomb, from teleportation to absorbing the explosion or trying to contain it somehow.

Unfortunately this wasn't the only bomb, and Mei rigged it in such a way that tampering with one would detonate the others. And the rest of the Vestiges were too busy along with the few duplicates he had running around.

Izuku sighed explosively as he pressed his palms into his eyes.

"Hatsume, we need to have a talk about you making weapons of mass destruction without kill switches" he bemoaned.

Of corse there was the obvious solution of just going after the girl who set up the bomb, but there was just one tiny problem.

Her note wasn't legible enough to read the directions, if the girl was even coherent enough to think to add them.

Izuku pulled at his hair in frustration before taking a breath to calm himself.

"Ok, I can still work with this, just calm down" he muttered to himself as he pondered his options.

The quite frankly ridiculous number of quirks that Izuku now had, was actually getting hard for him to manage. There were just too many to remember at the same time.

Izuku took a breath as he centered himself and taped Survival Instincts to help figure out a solution.

…

Izuku face gradually turned read as he continued to just stand there with closed eyes and a calm expression.

The calm facade broke eventually and Izuku started squirming with embarrassment.

"Oh, I really need to make an intelligence quirk so I can come up with better solutions… or at least ones that aren't lewd or inappropriate…" Izuku whined before activating Neko and leaning down to sniff the box.

The enhanced senses of the cat quirk combined with Cultivator's enhanced sense of smell and he quickly picked up the woman's sent.

"Got you" Izuku muttered as his eyes became predatory slits and he began racing down the hallway, sometimes going on all fours so he could sniff the ground like a bloodhound.

"Come on, where are you?" he muttered some more as he followed the sugary and sap like smell to the school gym.

Izuku paused at the door and took a deep breath.

"She's definitely here" he whispered to himself and activated Augmented Vision.

Unfortunately, the recent massive shifts in temperature from the fireball and then the Todorokis, along with the mirror walls inside the gym, were messing with Augmented Vision too much.

So, Izuku instead decided to use Inviability and Size Change to slip under the door unnoticed.

Once he was inside Izuku used Dart Frog to hop his way up on the wall where he could get a good view of the room.

The bomb in the center of the room was a concerning sight but Izuku focused on the task at hand and he didn't have to search long.

In one corner of the room, on foam mats used for sparing, another one of those bomb crates sat with a long, naked leg sticking up from behind it.

Desperate and unsatisfied moans emanated from that spot and Izuku grimaced as he was reminded of Jiro and her desperate but futile attempts to relieve herself.

He buckled down on whatever guilt tried to rear its head and focused on the task at hand as he hopped behind the crate and crouched down behind it as he returned to normal size, even though he left invisibility on.

Izuku took a deep breath to try and calm himself as the woman moaned. A part of him was somewhat distracted and curious about the sent he got from her though. It was oddly familiar for some reason.

He shook it off though and rounded the corner, prepared to snatch the detonator away and then deal with whoever it was.

Only to freeze up and his eyes to bug out in horror as they landed on a very familiar face.

A face that stared back at him as he accidentally dropped invisibility when his green eyes met her red. The ashen blond hair painfully familiar and invoking painful memories from his childhood.

"No way… this can't be happening…" Izuku thought with existential dread and long ingrained instinctual fear, as he stared into the eyes of his childhood bully's mother.

Mitsuki Bakugou.

Totally naked and with her fingers deep inside her shaved womanhood and the detonator clenched tightly in the other hand.

There was a long, awkward moment as both were shocked by the presence of the other.

Mitsuki by Izuku's sudden appearance, as well as his state of undress, and Izuku by Mitsuki's presence in UA, along where her own bare state. The MILF bombshell definitely looking younger than she actually was as she displayed her curvy body and C cups with large nipples.

The moment, thus far only filled with Izuku's incoherent sputtering, was abruptly broken when Mitsuki's already small irises, contracted further and she suddenly lunged for Izuku.

The young hero could only yelp in fear and hop away. Any and all confidence draining from his body and soul as the mental image of his childhood tormentor overlapped with Mitsuki.

Izuku and Bakugou may not be at each other's throats anymore and the former bully might have been putting in minimal effort to turn over a new leaf.

But years of torment and Bakugou's lackluster attempts at making amends, couldn't erase the trauma and learned survival instincts ingrained in Izuku.

Combine that with the mounting stress and absurdity of the current situation and the result. Any and all plans or reason abandoned Izuku as he gave in to the knee-jerk reaction to avoid anything resembling Bakugou.

"Whoa! Wait a second! We can't-" Izuku was cut off by a savage cry of desperation as Mitsuki leapt at him like a rabid Pomeranian.

Izuku screamed as he hopped away and desperately reached for another quirk he'd yet to use, in the vain hope it would calm her down.

Unfortunately, his current state of mind and Mitsuki's erratic and desperate movements meant he not only used the quirk incorrectly, but as soon as his eyes finished glowing and sent out a flash of energy, it missed her by a hair and reflected off the mirror wall and back at him.

Izuku yelled in pain as the beam reflected back and he pressed his hand to his burning eyes as he fell to the ground.

Mitsuki waisted no time in pouncing Midoriya. Ready to ravage him like a wild animal with no shame.

That changed the very next moment though, as she suddenly found herself pined to the wall and yelped in pain as her wrists were tightly restrained.

She then gasped as she looked up into to dark and glowing eyes of Izuku.

They were not the same as she or any other girl had seen them though. Not even at Izuku lowest or most enraged.

A fire like no other was lit behind them.

No, not lit.

Unleashed.

Years of burning resentment, anger and hatred, long buried and locked away, had now been set free by the poorly used quirk.

And every bit of it was directed solely at the mother of its source.

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—————- Hatsume - 8

Emotional Damage

"User focuses and releases energy from their eyes that forces anyone hit by it to ether confront their deepest fears and guilt, or force any issues they have down to be dealt with later. The more energy focused the stronger the effect. Forcing emotional issues down for later results in backlash once the effect wares off"

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Sorry for not responding to PMs. The site stopped sending emails again, but it seems to be straightened out now.