Izuku met up with Momo and Kyoka in the parking lot. They were standing outside Momo's limo, talking, and when he walked up, they smiled.

"Everything okay with your friend there, Green Bean," Kyoka asked.

"Yes, she just gets absorbed in her work and forgets to take care of herself, so I try to keep an eye on her," Izuku replied.

"She?" Momo questioned, "Do you mean that pink-haired girl from the Sports Festival?"

"Her name is Mei," Izuku answered. "Mei Hatsume, she has been working on my costume and helping with support gear."

"Interesting," Momo said softly, tapping her chin.

"Is everything okay with Setsuna?" Izuku said, stepping into the limo after the girls.

Setsuna

Momo and Kyoka found Setsuna waiting for them outside of 1-B; they ignored Neito's scowl. "Hello, Setsuna," Momo said with a polite bow.

"What's up, girl?" Kyoka smirked.

"Just thought we should talk," Setsuna said, returning the smirk. "Follow me." Setsuna waived for them to follow her. She led them to an empty classroom and ushered them in before closing the door.

"So?" Kyoka said, raising an eyebrow as she leaned against a desk.

"I will get straight to it," Setsuna said. "I enjoyed joining in on your guy's kissing practice at Camp and wondered if we would continue that. I saw the two of you disappear yesterday with Midoriya, so I just wanted to clarify some things," Setsuna paused. "I didn't think you liked him like that, Kyoka?"

"I don't," Kyoka said, fidgeting slightly. "Not really, or at least not yet, but it is possible. He is a good guy, works hard, and always does his best, but he lacks confidence. I like confidence, but he seems to be changing. And…" Kyoka tapped her jacks together. "I like Momo."

"So, to be with you, Momo, we have to be with Midoriya?" Setsuna said.

"No, that is your choice and his," Momo replied crisply. "But Izuku is my priority; I like you as well, Kyoka, and enjoyed our time together, Setsuna. I wouldn't mind continuing to explore the feelings and emotions that are building up between us, but I plan to be his wife and bear his children. I am sure he wouldn't mind if we continued exploring. Still, it is important to understand that he is my priority."

"Well…shit," Setsuna said. "Cards on the table. I like you both. I like you both a lot! I don't really know him well. I don't dislike guys; I enjoy girls more. But I am down for fun if it ever comes down to it." Setsuna took a deep breath, "Jokes aside, I would like to continue to explore this thing between us and find out where it leads. So what now?"

"I believe we should set up a time to go out," Momo said, smiling. "A date of sorts. We need to find out the dynamic and if this will work."

"So, does this mean we are all dating?" Kyoka said, tapping her jacks together.

"I do believe so," Set said with a sly smile as she walked over to Kyoka, leaning they kissed. Set turned and found Momo standing there to collect her kiss.

Momo stepped back and smiled, touching her lips before she kissed Kyoka, "So different," Momo whispered. "Nice, very nice, but different."

"What if I want to date another person?" Setsuna said after they all kissed some more.

"We talk about it?" Kyoka said. "I mean, I would want to know who you are involved with besides me; I think that is the same for Momo."

Momo nodded, "If our relationship progresses to further stages of intimacy, that is only fair." All three girls blushed.

"You naughty little princess," Setsuna said playfully.

"No, yet, but he does spark my imagination," Momo said without thinking, only blushing and trying to hide her face.

"Oh damn," Setsuna said. "And if Izuku wanted to further the intimacy?"

"All he has to do is ask," Momo whispered, to Setsuna and Kyoka's shock.

"He is pretty cute," Kyoka added, blushing slightly. "I didn't quite get it when Momo said she had a thing for him, but after camp and everything…"

"I saw him fighting those Nomu at camp, even I thought it was pretty hot," Setsuna said with a laugh. "So that blonde girl, Himiko?" Kyoka nodded. "Momo, Ibarra and Reiko?"

"And Tsu," Kyoka said.

"Holy cow," Setsuna said. "Is his quirk chick magnet?"

"No more like a good guy, kind of a dork who does hero stuff really well," Kyoka laughed. "Now, how about some more practice kissing."

"A girl after my own heart," Setsuna said.


Games

Izuku felt a bit nervous sitting in his room with Momo and Kyoka; he would have felt more nervous if it had just been Momo. But after today, seeking the comfort of their presence and being around them at lunch, it felt comfortable; never mind how he stole some glances at their legs as they sat around the table on the floor doing their homework.

"I wanted to make sure that you are okay with me dating Kyoka and Setsuna," Momo said.

"I wouldn't see why not," Izuku said. "I mean…" Izuku spread his arms and shrugged.

"Good," Momo said. "I don't know the depth of my feelings for them, but I enjoy being with them, and their kisses elicited different feelings than I have for you."

Now, the image of them kissing, especially Momo and Kyoka wrapped in a passionate embrace, flooded his mind, or an image of Momo's hair pulled back in a bun with a pair of glasses dancing through his head, and the cheerleader uniforms from the sports festival. This side of him was rather thirsty, he noticed; it seemed all his thoughts that were once about heroes and quirks half had been diverted into different naughty thoughts.

"Ugh," Kyoka said, flopping back on the floor. "I hate Math!"

"Come on, Kyoka," Momo said gently. "You almost got it. You just missed a step."

"Easy for you to say, Momo," Kyoka whined. "You and Izuku understand all this stuff."

"It took me a few tries myself," Izuku said, reviewing his work. "But I think I got it. How about I make us a snack and some tea."

"I would love some tea, darling," Momo said, leaning over and kissing his cheek.

"Me too!" Kyoka added. "I am going to go to the bathroom, and then we will go over these devil numbers again."

Once Momo was alone, she reached into her bag and pulled out a bottle of perfume, humming a little more to cover the sound of the bottle spritzing from Kyoka. She sprayed Izuku's pillows, his sheets, and a little on his blanket. She leaned over to ensure it was subtle but noticeable, and she smiled. Now, he would smell her even in his sleep. Momo may have grabbed a hoodie he had hanging behind the door and held it to her nose. "oh, my prince." She whispered.

Resuming her seat before Kyoka stepped out, she hummed her tune to keep up the ruse. "Now, Kyoka, sit, and we shall review this again."

"Ugh," Kyoka groaned.

"If you get it right, I shall reward you with a kiss," Momo leaned over and purred.

Izuku came in and nearly dropped the tray. Momo and Kyoka were sharing a deep, slow kiss at the table. "Sorry!" he said, not sure what to do.

"There is nothing to be sorry about, my love," Momo said as she pulled back; Kyoka was still leaning forward, her eyes closed. "I promised Kyoka that if she got the problem right, I would reward her with a kiss; it seemed a rather effective motivator."

"Oh,' Izuku said, trying to calm his teenage hormones. "It works for Himiko."

"I see," Momo said. "Too bad you understand the problem, or I could motivate you the same." Momo paused and tapped her chin, "How about a bet?"

Izuku set the tray down and snapped Kyoka out of her haze. "What kind of bet?"

"How about a bet on the math test?" Momo said, leaning forward. Izuku wondered where her tie had gone and how the top button of her shirt had come undone. "If you score higher or tie me on the exam, I have to do one thing you ask. If I score higher, you have to do something for me." The look in Momo's eyes told Izuku that either way, this could be a win-win situation.

"I like those odds," Izuku said, leaning forward; their faces were inches apart; he took her hand and gave a gentle tug. She closed the distance, and they kissed, unlike yesterday's kiss under the tree. There was a fire and hunger behind it.

Kyoka stared at them kissing, her heart pounding and ache welling inside.I wonder what his kisses are like,she thought before blushing. When their kiss broke, Kyoka was staring intently at her tea.

"Sorry about that, Kyoka," Momo whispered, lifting her teacup.

"It's cool, I got mine, so…" Kyoka said.

It was a bit awkward, but after tea and a snack, they were ready to return to work, "I will wash the dishes," Momo said, shooting down Izuku's protests. Momo made her way to the kitchen and quickly handled the dishes; as she dried and put the tea cups on their hooks, she noticed a few empty spots. Momo grinned, and her quirk flared to life; a beautiful black tea cup with red and white flowers formed in her hand, with a monogrammed M on the bottom. She set it on the hook before returning to the room. "Izuku, mind if I use your restroom to freshen up," Momo asked sweetly.

"Go ahead," Momo slipped into the bathroom, creating a black toothbrush. She brushed her teeth; she was about to put it in her bag, but then she thought of how Himiko would be by later. Momo simply added it to the toothbrush holder. "You may be the first daughter for now, Himiko, but I am coming for that title.

"My darling, are you free this Saturday Night?" Momo said, emerging from the bathroom.

"I believe so," Izuku said.

"My parents would like to have you over for dinner," Momo said casually. "I was thinking we could make a day of it, maybe go swimming and spend some time together."

"Lucky Dog," Kyoka whispered. Izuku blushed, thinking of Momo in a swimsuit.

"I wouldn't mind seeing you in a swimsuit," Izuku whispered, his mouth moving before his brain could stop; Kyoka went beet red.

"I am sure that things are going to get a bit more hectic, and I would like to steal some time with you if that is alright?" Momo said.

"I would like that very much," Izuku said after a nervous gulp.

"Good, and if things run late, don't worry, you can just spend the night," Momo added. Before Izuku could respond, Momo looked at her phone. "Oh my, look at the time; I must be going; I promised Mother I would assist her with a project. Kyoka, are you coming?"

"Sure," Kyoka said. She gave Izuku a warm hug, Momo gave him a knee-wobbling kiss, and they were out the door before he knew what had just happened.

Izuku sighed and was about to see about dinner when he received a message from his mother that she would be home late. She was going to go to dinner and show with Midnight and Magni. Izuku told her to have fun and be safe; Himiko called immediately, saying she was on her way.


Himiko

Himiko skipped her way up the driveway to the house; after a knock, she was greeted by her Izuku. "Mother?" Himiko asked.

"Out with Midnight and Magni," Izuku answered.

"Perfect!" Himiko leaped into his arms and claimed his lips. They stumbled back into the house, and Izuku managed to kick the door closed. Izuku held her aloft by her ass; Himiko moaned as he set her on the counter. "Fuck me."

"We can't," Izuku moaned back, feeling how wet she was, his cock was straining against his pants.

"Izuku!" Himiko pleaded.

"Remember the rule," Izuku responded. Before Himiko could say anything, he lifted her and carried her to his room. Himiko giggled as he set her down and bent her over the bed; she felt her panties shoved aside and his hard cock slide right in.

"Oh god," Himiko moaned, bracing herself as Izuku began to fuck her. "You fucked Reiko, didn't you," Himiko moaned.

"Yes," Izuku responded, grabbing her hips and allowing him to fuck her harder.

"You dirty boy," Himiko moaned. "It made me so wet knowing that. I have been aching for this. Oh, fuck yes, Izuku harder. I need this lover. Sweet Dracula, you fuck me so good; even my fantasies are not this good."

Himiko's arms gave out as an orgasm rocked through her. Her face fell into the blanket, and she barely registered a sweet floral scent, but that thought was driven from her mind as Izuku's pace was relentless. She felt his cock swell and his body tense when his load splashed inside of her; Himiko came again.

"Please tell me you can stay the night?" Izuku whispered.

"All night, baby, you have me all night," Himiko purred.

"Food, then bed," Izuku said.

"Yes, sir," Himiko responded. "I have two more holes that need your cum!"

"You are my naughty little girl," Izuku retorted, pulling Himiko into a rough and passionate kiss that left Himiko aching even more. Izuku turned his head and pressed her head to his neck. Himiko growled as her fangs sank in, and she was able to taste his sweet blood. When he was aroused like this, it seemed even sweeter to Himiko. After she had her drink, they placed a bandage over the small wound and went to have dinner. After dinner, they cleaned the dishes and ran back to the bedroom, clothes falling in a near frenzy before she was on her knees, sucking his cock. Himiko got her wish. All her holes were filled with his cum multiple times before they fell asleep.

Himiko woke in his arms. It was still a dark night, and she could smell that floral scent. It took her a moment to place it; it was Momo's perfume. "Clever girl," Himiko whispered.

"Hmm," Izuku asked sleepily.

"Nothing, my love," Himiko said as she snuggled back into him.

Good Morning

Izuku was awoken by a mouth on his cock; they were taking him in so deep and with such passion. Izuku felt a little light prick as hair fell against his legs. He lifted the blanket and saw Ibarra in between his legs, looking into his eyes with lust as he took him deep again. Izuku moaned as her tongue came out to lick his balls as she had him deep-throated. "Fuck Ibarra," Izuku moaned.

"You were dirty, my love," Ibarra moaned as she let his cock slide from her mouth. "I need to get you clean. If you called me, I would have come to service you."

Izuku couldn't respond as she deep-throated him again. "Bring your legs up here," Izuku said.

"But…" Ibarra tried to protest.

"I want to taste you, pleasure you," Izuku said seductively to her. "Would you deny me that pleasure?"

"I could never deny you my love," Ibarra blushed as she turned to straddle his face, not letting his cock leave her mouth. She was wet from simply pleasuring him, but then she felt his breath across her sacred flower; Ibarra's body trembled in anticipation. When his fingers pressed outside of her nylons and panties, she moaned throatily around his cock and nearly came. Then she heard and felt him rip her nylons, her panties were shoved aside, and her lover ran his tongue along the length of her soaking wet pussy. As he dove in, tasting her, it was enough. She came hard; her legs trembled. Then he didn't stop; Ibarra was moaning and writhing against his face; she began to suck his cock with passion as she needed to make him cum, to taste him once again.

Her second orgasm coincided with his; she greedily gulped down his seed as he devoured all her nectar as it flowed from her. He was still hard; Ibarra was trembling as she sat up. He could take her right now, and she would not complain. His tongue lapped at her pussy, his breath sending shivers up her spine. She began to rock her hips, "Oh my god, Izuku," Ibarra moaned. "I can't stop my hips from moving."

"Then don't," Izuku whispered; Ibarra had her hands on his chest to keep steady.

"Please, Izuku," Ibarra moaned. "I need to feel you inside of me, I can't wait."

Izuku released her thighs as she slid down; she rubbed his cock against her pussy; how she wanted to have him deflower her, but this was not the time. Ibarra moved a bit forward and lined him up with her ass. She pushed him in, thankful for all her training to be able to please him; his deep moan as she took him in was enough to make her shudder.

"You are so big," Ibarra moaned as she kept working him deeper until he was fully hilted. "Don't move my husband. Let me pleasure you with my dark flower."

Izuku could only moan as Ibarra began to fuck him; she was riding him reverse cowgirl, his cock sliding in and out of her ass. Made all the more naughty as she was in her uniform, seeing his cock disappear under her skirt, hearing her moan and shake. Ibarra looked over her shoulder at him as an intense moan escaped her lips. "Cum for me, my husband, cum in my ass. I want to feel you release inside of me, dirty me with your seed, mark me." Izuku grabbed her hips, raising his own to meet her, the pace quickening. "Oh lord, I am going to cum from you in my ass. Don't think less of me, my love, I…oh, it is a big one, so big. I can't stop; I am sorry for being such a naughty wife, for taking pleasure like this."

"Don't be, I like you being naughty like this," Izuku said as he began to fuck her faster. "Cum for me, Ibarra; show me your naughty self; show me what is mine and mine alone."

"Oh, Izuku," Ibarra cried out as she felt his cock swell and release inside of her; she came falling backward onto his chest, her entire body convulsing. She felt his cock slip from her ass, and she whined, wishing he was still deep inside of her. "I long for the night your seed drips from my womb." Ibarra moaned.

"That will be a night to remember," Izuku whispered, kissing her neck. "Now, come take a shower with me. I want to see you, all of you."

Ibarra trembled in delight, "Yes, my husband."

Izuku emerged, blushing from his room. Ibarra walked behind him, and he saw his Mom and Himiko sitting at the table drinking tea. Himiko excused herself and gave Izuku a devilish smirk, "Come eat before the food gets cold."

"Yes, Himi," Izuku said as he sat at the table, and Ibarra sat beside him.

"Thank you for allowing me to wake him," Ibarra said, bowing.

"Far be it for me to deny you such a simple request, my dear," Inko replied. "I can see that you could situate his morning hunger." Izuku sputtered and nearly fainted.

"Yes, I did the best I could, but he demanded that I let him pleasure me as well," Ibarra said, his head still bowed.

"My son is generous, as all good men should be," Inko said, taking a sip of her tea, pinkie extended. "Did you find that satisfactory?"

"Most definitely, my lady. I have never felt such pleasure. I only wish I could have given him my flower, to feel him make his wife, but now was not that time." Ibarra responded. Izuku fainted.


School

When Momo arrived, she greeted him with a nice kiss before she went and greeted Inko. They all rode to school and were welcomed by Tsu and Rieko at the gate, along with Setsuna and Kyoka. Collecting kisses from Tsu and Reiko and seeing Momo and Kyoka do the same with Setsuna was interesting.

"You okay with this?" Setsuna asked as they walked towards class.

"I can't see a reason not to be," Izuku said. "Besides being a hypocritical ass. Everything that is happening is insane. I never thought I would find one girl who would love me, but being surrounded by them is something else. As long as we do our best, I don't think we can ask for anything else."

"I agree," Setsuna said with a smile. "I am looking forward to getting to know you better, Izuku. I think you are a good person, and this seems like it will be a lot of fun."

"I hope it is," Izuku smiled. "I look forward to getting to know you better, Setsuna."

Of course, there were stares and murmurs as they all walked together, Himiko holding his hand, Tsu taking the other or holding his arm. As they entered the hall, Ectoplasm clones were present. Still, they were allowed to head to their normal class this time, much to Izuku's relief of not having to spend the day in therapy again. When he entered, he saw Ochaco sitting in her seat with Ida beside it. They appeared to be talking, but the conversation stopped when he entered.

"Good Morning," Izuku said to them both before heading to his I should tell them they don't have to hide it from me.

The rest of the class began to fill in, and when the bell rang, it wasn't only Aizawa but Midnight and Spinner who came walking in; apparently, she was here to help keep the peace.

"Now let us try this again," Aizawa said, glaring at the class. "This is Shuichi Iguchi, and he will be my assistant for the remainder of the year and beyond. I want you all to realize that this is not going to change, nor is Ms. Toga's presence. However, some changes will come as we finish the investigation into the incident on Monday and other matters that have come to life. Today, we will proceed as close to normal as possible; when you are called, you stand and go to the hall, and some follow-up questions need to be answered."

"Yes, sensei," the class responded.

"Mr. Bakugo, Mr. Aoyama, and Ms. Ashido," Midnight called out. "We have some follow-up questions for you; please step outside," Bakugo grumbled. Yuga began to sweat, and Mina just shrugged.

The class was as close to normal as possible, though some tension lingered in the air. But as long as there was no spark, things would be fine.


All It Takes Is a Spark

The group took lunch outside again; at the end of lunch, Izuku excused himself to go the restroom, promising to meet the others back in class. He kissed Reiko and Ibarra, blushing, thinking of the previous day's activities before he walked off. When he emerged, he was surprised to see Twice walking by. He wasn't in costume, but he had his mask, but it was sitting on top of his head, not even covering his face.

"Jin," Izuku called out; Jin stopped. "How are you doing?"

"Good/Terrible," Jin said. Izuku paused as Jin took a deep breath. "I am feeling hopeful/A bid scared."

"Is there anything I can do?" Izuku asked.

"Your continued support is all I need/I have no idea," Jin said.

"Where are you coming from?" Izuku said as they started to walk.

"Therapy/Getting help," Jin replied.

"How is it going?" Izuku said thoughtfully.

"Good/Scary," Jin said, pulling his mask down over his eyes. "I like listening to her voice/I don't like it when I can't hear her."

Izuku looked puzzled and was about to say something, "Look at this pathetic bullshit," the all too familiar voice of Bakugo rang out. "What are you doing, Deku? Besides talking to a piece, another piece of trash might be lower than you."

Izuku felt this surge in his gut as he turned towards Bakugo. Jin touched his arm, saying, "Not worth it/Even though he deserves it."

"What did you say about the head case?" Bakugo said, volume rising. "I should murder you where you stand, but that would be putting a pathetic little worm out of its misery."

"Walk away/Yeah, so we don't kill his ass," Jin said under his breath, Izuku took a deep breath and kept walking with Jin.

"That is right. Walk away, you disgusting excuses for whatever you are," Bakugo yelled after them. "Where is your little blonde whore at anyway? I am surprised she let you off your damn leash, Deku!"

Izuku stopped walking, and Bakugo grinned. "What don't you like that I am calling her a whore? Truth hurts, doesn't it, Deku. I bet that little bitch would wag her ass for anyone, anytime. Just like Round Cheeks, she didn't want a piece of shit like you. She wanted a real man. I guarantee the first chance I get, I am going to beat you down, then your little blonde whore will come wag her ass for me. I might just fuck her so she knows what a real man is like; I bet that whore would love any dick you stuck in her, even that damn grape. Bitch doesn't like you, who could ever fucking care about a piece of shit like you, Deku."

"Don't/I know you want to," Jin said, holding Izuku's arm.

"I bet your mother wishes you had jumped off the fucking roof so she didn't have to live with your worthless ass," Bakugo said. "It isn't too late; you can still do this whole world a goddamn favor and just fucking jump. You're a goddamn embarrassment to even be walking around breathing the same air as me, so do the world a favor, take your whore and whatever other stupid sluts you have to hang on you, and remove yourselves from the gene pool. You're all obviously too stupid to be allowed to continue. I can't wait till I get to show you damn pecking order, you weak piece of crap."

"Oh fuck that/Kick his motherfucking ass," Jin said, releasing Izuku's arm.

"I suggest you shut your mouth," Izuku said, walking past Jin toward Bakugo. "You say one more thing, and I will drop you like a bad habit."

"You couldn't lace my shoes," Bakugo said, stepping towards Izuku. "You may be able to fool all those other idiots, but I know the truth you are a pathetic nobody, and those fucking whores…"

Bakugo did not finish that sentence as Izuku's hand lashed out and slapped him across the mouth. "Keep talking, Bakugo, and keep running your mouth."

"You mother fucker, I am going to kick your ass, then I am going to make you watch as I fuck your whore and show round cheeks what a real man is," Bakugo growled.

"Jin, can you buy me some time?" Izuku said over his shoulder.

"Fuck yeah/Oh yeah," Jin said.

"Are you going to keep talking, or am I going to get taught a lesson," Izuku said.

"Die DEKU!" Bakugo roared as he leaped in with an explosion.

One For All roared to life as Izuku slipped to the side, dodged under a wild right hook, and slapped Bakugo again. This time, it drew blood. Bakugo roared and jumped back, ready to fire a double blast, but Izuku was right in his face as he landed. Izuku slapped him across the face, then shoved him back, knocking him down.

"When are you going to show me something?" Izuku said. "Besides how to take a slap, like a bitch."

"You bastard! How dare you mock me?" Bakugo roared, scrambling as he jumped in with a right cross. Izuku ducked to the side, but Bakugo used his other arm to fire a blast that knocked Izuku back and destroyed his coat.

"Now you die!" Bakugo propelled himself forward with his quirk, trying to land a thrust kick. Izuku stepped to the side, grabbed Bakugo's leg, and swung him over his head, slamming him face-first in the dirt. Bakugo started to push himself up when he felt a slap across the back of his head.

"If you are not going to try, then I am going to go to class," Izuku taunted.


Class 1-A

The bell rang, and two students were missing, Izuku and Bakugo. Aizawa immediately looked over the class, but the door opened before he could say anything. It was Midnight.

"Sorry to disrupt Eraser Head," she said with a smirk. "But I called in Midoriya and Bakugo for an emergency session. I will return them as soon as we are done."

"That is fine. Midnight, a bit more heads up would be nice," Aizawa said. "Now, we will dive into the preparation for the provisional licensing exam. With the attack on the USJ and the attack at Camp, it has been decided that it would be best for all the first-year Hero students to obtain their licenses for their protection and others. Even though the League had been dealt with, there is the possibility that with the power vacuum, others will attempt to step into their shoes and fill the void." Aizawa paused. "To that end, we are going to focus not only on the written part of the exam but the practical portion as well, with each of you developing your own super moves."

The class perked up, Himiko sighed, and Kyoka was just as excited as her classmates when she thought she heard something that caught her attention outside the class. She shook her head and turned her attention back to Mr. Aizawa. "Ms. Toga, while you may not be able to pass the test on your first attempt, this will be good practice for you and help you catch up to the rest of the class."

Again, Kyoka's attention was diverted; she closed her eyes and focused. Then she heard the explosion, the sounds of a fight, and someone yelling Deku. Her eyes widened; she knew that no one else could hear it, but she was positive that Izuku and Bakugo were not in therapy with Midnight but in the middle of a fight.

Kyoka waited until Aizawa turned away before she turned to Momo, "Izuku is fighting Bakugo!" Momo's eyes widened. Unfortunately for Kyoka, she sat next to Denki.

"Who is fighting?" Denki said loudly, and the class turned to look at him, including Aizawa. Then everyone heard it; it was a bit distant but coming closer.BOOM!

The class turned its attention to the windows.

Nezu

Nezu sat looking at the cameras; he watched as two students were battling; security had alerted him a few minutes ago, but Nezu had told them to stand down. On his desk were the reports from the counseling sessions; it was painfully apparent that this would happen. Now, he would have preferred that it happen during a training session. Still, he understood that it was unlikely to have resolved the situation as the fight would have been broken up before the score could be settled.

Nezu had hoped that after they had reviewed the security footage, there would be some redeeming quality they could salvage. Still, it was apparent that there was nothing. The only question was whether to keep him in the U.A. so they could try and get him some help, but it was just screaming into the void unless someone wanted help or wanted to change.

If Bakugo could change, he had the potential to be a great and mighty hero, but that was a big if. Izuku Midoriya was already running down that path, and regardless of his position as the Ninth bearer of One for All, he was worth more to his class, the school, and the future of heroics than Katsuki Bakugo.

It had been decided they would call in his parents, lay out the situation before them, and offer Mr. Bakugo a chance to move to General Studies to see if that would be enough to jolt him into a state where he would accept help. However, Nezu was not hopeful that such a change would occur.

What Nezu was concerned about was how this would affect Izuku Midoriya. The change in the boy had been noticed, as well as his readiness to run away with Himiko Toga to protect her. Of course, this was the catalyst of the attack at the summer camp and a culmination of all that had happened before this point. Looking over the investigation file, he could see that it had started long before they had entered the U.A., something overlooked and seemingly encouraged by numerous educators along the way through multiple institutions. The second thing Nezu noticed was that they were not the only ones investigating this fact, but the Yaoyorozu seemed to have taken a vested interest in the situation as well; no doubt it had something to do with the disappearing act from the first day of term. Human mating rituals were sometimes an enigma to Nezu but were always entertaining.

Laying Demons to Rest

Izuku came rushing in his uniform, partially burnt off; Bakugo launched another blast, propelling himself back; his face was battered and bruised. As Bakugo landed, Blackwhip came tearing from Izuku, grabbed Bakugo by the legs, and ripped him towards Izuku.

Bakugo's momentum was halted by a straight right that launched him back, only for Blackwhip to yank him back like a ball attached to a paddle. An uppercut drove all the wind from Bakugo's body; Bakugo blasted Izuku point blank, sending them both flying apart and tumbling across the ground. Bakugo was on his hands and knees, trying to catch his breath; he saw Izuku getting to his feet, tearing off the remains of his shirt. "What is this bullshit?" Bakugo growled. "This isn't possible. You are just a stupid Deku. A waste of space, a fake, a nobody. Constantly hiding your strength, hiding your quirk. It was all just a game to you. Laughing and mocking me."

"Not everything is about you, damn it," Izuku roared, the ground exploding behind him as he charged in. "I looked up to you, chased after you. I just wanted to be a hero, to protect people with a smile. But you couldn't let me have that. My breathing was an affront to your very existence somehow. The only way I could make things right in your eyes was to kill myself. The only way I could be anything in your eyes was if I was dead."

Bakugo barely managed to roll away from the downward punch; he fired a blast, and Izuku slipped to the side. Bakugo swung his other arm up to fire again; Izuku kicked it away, sending the blast to the side and dislocating Bakugo's shoulder. "You are nothing, Deku! Do you hear me? You are nothing! Doesn't matter what bullshit you spin; they will all see through you eventually, see you for the useless piece of shit that you have always been your entire life," Bakugo roared. He tried to fire off a blast. "NOW DIE!"

Bakugo poured everything he could into the blast, every ounce of sweat, venom, and vile. A massive cloud of dirt was kicked up from the explosion, nearly as powerful as one of his gauntlet blasts. "GOT YOU!" Bakugo yelled as his arm fell limply to his side; the triumphant grin on his face faltered as out of the smoke, he saw the crackle of green lightning,

Suddenly, out of the smoke burst Izuku, his arms, and torso burnt from where the blast had impacted. "I am not nothing! I am something you will never be," Izuku bellowed as he closed the distance in a second. Izuku's first blow hit Bakugo right in the sternum, the second in the ribs, lifting Bakugo off the ground. The third was left across the jaw. "I am a hero, a word you don't even know the meaning of. I am no longer chasing after you. You will forever be chasing after me!" The fourth and final blow was an uppercut under the jaw that sent Bakugo in a long, graceful arc away and crashing into the ground unconscious.

Izuku felt his quirk cut off; he simply raised his hands and stepped back as Aizawa and Vlad rushed towards them along with some security members. Izuku looked past them, realizing they were just outside the classroom, and he could see all members of 1-A and 1-B in the windows. He saw the concern on the girls he loved, except Himiko, who looked so proud. Then he saw Ochaco; she was staring at him as if it was the first time she had seen him. He could see her hands clasped over her chest and almost hear her whisper, "Deku?"