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Heroes Can Be Cute

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Inko placed the last plate into the drying rack and turned off the faucet. She sighed, tonight had been odd. Hisashi had come home with a young boy, she didn’t mind the surprise guest but she could just feel it. The alpha boy was related to his ‘job’, grey-blue hair and red eyes similar to young Bakugou’s. But what caused her concern was the many small wounds on his body and face. What made her apprehensive was the way he stood pretty much silently in the living room watching while Izuku pattered about playing with his action figures trying to get the older boy to join him.

“Come on Tomachan! You can even play as a hero if you want!” Izuku said running up to the other boy and offering an All Might figurine to him with a smile. The offer seemed to snap the boy out of his constant bored look. Instead he began to get a twisted smile on his face. Inko’s heart dropped at the sight of it while an oblivious Izuku smiled right back in a genuine fashion.

Tomura reached out and took the colorful plastic from Izuku in a four fingered hold. Izuku practically jumped for joy and went to grab another figure and play the villain for the boy. But when he turned back around Tomura no longer had the All Might figure. Instead dust fell from his hand and landed in a little cloud on the ground.

“Oh no!” Izuku squeaked in concern running back over to see there was nothing left of the figure. While he was pretty sad about it he was more worried about Tomura. “It’s okay Tomachan, accidents happen that’s what mom always says.”

His open forgiveness made the older boy frown. Mean while Inko reached under the sink and grabbed a dust pan and hand brush and rushed over to the mess her guest had made.

“Sorry mom!” Izuku said reaching to try and help her but she shooed him away. Izuku turned to Tomura, “You should say sorry too Tomachan.”

“Why? I wasn’t the one stupid enough to give a guest something important. It’s your fault for trusting a stranger.” Tomura muttered in a childish tone. It surprised Inko that he was less mature than her son but Izuku had always been a little more aware of people.

“That’s mean to call me stupid Tomachan. You almost sound like Kacchan…” Izuku murmured off and then shook his head setting determined eyes on the other boy. “But I trust you Tomachan, you're my friend!”

Tomura snorted at the small boy and walked over to sit on the couch waiting for Hisashi to return and take him back to head quarters. He was really annoyed that Hisashi had taken him here, claiming he needed some good food and not the shit he tended to have. What really riled him up was the fact that these two betas were so clueless. At least Hisashi’s son was. Normally he would have tried to disintegrate such an irritating child but the thought of backlash from Hisashi made him pause at any action against the boy.

Inko finished cleaning up and looked back at Tomura fear in her eyes clearly. It made Tomura tingle a little, to see such an expression on an adult. It made him feel powerful. Except the feeling was quickly ruined as he felt a small dip in the couch next to him. Izuku had climbed up next to him sitting so close Tomura needed to simply move his hand an inch to turn the boy’s knee to dust.

“Do you wanna watch the news? I bet All Might is out there right now saving the day!” Izuku said stars in his eyes as he bounced slightly on the cushions. Tomura rolled his eyes and scratched at his neck in barely held in want to reach over and silence the annoying boy.

“What’s with your obsession with heroes huh? Got a thing for watching strong alphas?” Tomura asked looking at the black screen on the TV. Inko made a sound of indignation from behind him somewhere making him smirk. Izuku was confused about the statement but answered him anyways, too young to read the context of Tomura’s question.

“I do like watching strong people. I want to be like them one day! I’ll be a hero too Tomachan!” Izuku said merrily oblivious to the look Tomura was giving him. Tomura had stopped scratching his neck. He had one hand hovering over the boy’s leg and it was only when he looked back at the TV that he stopped.

In the reflection he could see Hisashi in the entry way to the home watching him with empty eyes. A clear threat should he try anything. It took everything Tomura had to curl his hand into a fist and place it back in his lap. So instead he would try to hurt Izuku verbally.

“Like a quirkless beta has a chance to be a hero.” Tomura said still watching the reflection to see if Hisashi had any objections to verbal assaults. Hisashi broke eye contact with him and moved to go whisper with Inko, this gave him silent permission. “Heroes are useless anyway Midoriya.”

He used the formal last name to signal that he didn’t share Izuku’s friendly attitude. When he looked down at the boy next to him Izuku’s eyes were watery and his lip was quivering. To his surprise he actually felt the smallest pang in his chest. What was that feeling? He scrunched his nose confused at the sensation.

“Heroes do what they can for people. I am going to help people the best that I can Tomachan. Even people who hurt me.” Izuku said through tears. He seemed to choke on the words and he slowly got off the couch disappearing into the kitchen. Tomura watched as he left, he felt relieved to finally be rid of the boy.

Izuku walked into the kitchen in tears, Inko immediately came to him hushing him and comforting him. But he shrugged her off and headed to a cabinet that he could reach. Hisashi leaned against the wall watching his son silently. Izuku apparently found what he was looking for and slowly staggered back to the living room. Upon hearing the small footsteps approaching again Tomura let off a growl.

He leaned his head against his hand, arm bent on the arm of the chair supporting his head. He looked down as Izuku rounded the corner to face him. In his small hands was a red and white box, Tomura continued to glare at him while Izuku worked on opening it. Izuku pulled out a band aid and stripped it of its back covering. Despite the warning growl and the glare Izuku came forward pushing between Tomura’s legs and climbed up startling Tomura. He quickly placed the band aid onto his neck before retreating off the couch out of Tomura’s range.

Tomura was baffled and reached up to feel the new bandage. He pulled his hand away to see a bit of crimson on it. Apparently in his agitation he had dug too deep into his own neck. Tomura didn’t really feel the pain anymore he hadn’t even noticed the wound. He looked back up to Izuku who was standing there still crying. How annoying.


Inko watched the display as her son cared for the brat on her couch. She turned an angry gaze onto Hisashi, mad that the man didn’t speak up and tell the boy to be nicer to their son. He met her gaze uncaring at her obvious anger.

“With the way you treat this family you're lucky I don’t tell the cops every time you walk through this door.” Inko said letting it slip because of her motherly fury at seeing her sweet son upset in their own home. She immediately bit her tongue realizing just what she had said. Hisashi’s eyes turned darker and he stepped forward leaning in to whisper to her. His breath smelled like smoke, whether it was his cigarettes or quirk Inko didn’t know.

“Say a word to the cops or heroes about me and I’ll spill it about Izuku. Do you want to be separated from him? Hmm?” Hisashi said cutting to the core of her fears quicker than anyone ever could. She shook biting her bottom lip and feeling tears prick the corner of her eyes while the alpha pheromones made her want to submit.

“You would never do that.” Inko said despite the cold look in Hisashi’s eyes that said he would.

“How fast do you think they’d seize him? A quirkless omega. Oh how the Omega Protection Agency would jump at the chance. They’d put him in the omegan housing facility for the rest of his life until some alpha claimed him. And you? For hiding it from the registries? We would basically be cell mates my love.” Hisashi said watching as the tears finally broke from her eyes sliding down her cheeks. Why did she look beautiful even when upset? He gave her a quick peck on the lips before standing up straight again and looking to the living room.

“Tomura, lets go. Kurogiri should be here by now.” Hisashi said turning around and walking to the door leaving a shaking Inko in the kitchen. Tomura immediately jumped to his feet happy to be leaving this mess of a place. He glanced back a final time to see Izuku looking at him through tears. That stupid pang hit him again and travelled to his tongue before he could control it.

“Cya later Izu-chan.” Tomura said nonchalantly and walked out of the apartment with Hisashi, quickly being enveloped by a waiting purple mist. Izuku’s crying paused at that and he watched Tomura retreat dumbfounded. Then a small shaky smile came back to his face. Maybe they really were friends.

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“Stay still Izuku, I still need to get the back of your neck.” Inko said trying to keep her son from squirming away from the cold scent blocking spray. It was applied every morning before he went to school and it always left Izuku feeling uncomfortable. But he was a good boy and he paused to let her get the last bit of his skin covered.

“Stop being a baby Izu-chan.” Tomura said from the couch while he watched the news. After that initial dinner he had become a regular in the Midoriya household. He spent a lot of time hanging around the apartment and only left when Hisashi made him leave or when Izuku went to school. Inko was a little alarmed that the strange boy was becoming attached to Izuku.

“I’m not a baby…” Izuku muttered looking over to the couch with puffed up cheeks. Their bond had become something almost brotherly, constant teasing and Tomura sometimes making him cry. Yet Izuku seemed happy that the boy hung around him. Inko was not oblivious to the fact that kids at school had begun to bully him for being quirkless. It was likely that Tomura was his only friend at the moment, quite a scary thought to the mother.

Inko and Izuku headed out the door ready to go to school and drop him off. Izuku called a friendly good bye to Tomura who just grunted in return, eyes never leaving the TV screen. When Inko came back he would be gone like he always was. She wondered if he stayed in the mornings for the food or for the interaction with Izuku.

Inko dropped Izuku off at the classroom giving him kisses and whispering her usual warnings to always be mindful of his scent and to keep his dad a secret. Izuku gave her kisses and hugs in return, always serious about keeping the secrets his mother seemed to place so much weight on. Just as she was about to leave a teacher cleared their throat from behind her and said they needed to speak to her. Inko was shook by this, scared they had figured Izuku out.

“All the other kids have been showing signs of quirk awakening and yet Izuku still has nothing. I’m getting worried that something is wrong. Has anything been showing at home Mrs. Midoriya?” the teacher said voicing their concerns. Inko licked her lips and prepared.

“Oh I’m sure he is just a late bloomer.” She said putting on a fake air of relaxation.

“Hmm, I think you should take him to a doctor. I fear this might be something serious.” The teacher said still concerned as they both watched Izuku enter the classroom and sit in his seat fidgeting with his hands.

“I don’t think that’s necessary. Patience is key when dealing with children I’m sure you know that from your profession.” Inko said. Inside her head she felt fear ripping her apart. If she took him to the doctor they would find out for sure he was an omega. She needed to avoid them at all costs.

“Well its your decision. I do urge you to take him though. Have a nice day Mrs. Midoriya, I must go class starts soon.” The teacher said with a look that told her they weren’t satisfied by her lack of concern. She smiled and thanked him for his concern while her heart pounded against the walls of her body. She looked over at Izuku one more time. He was watching her and waved sheepishly. She waved back smiling and turned away leaving the school.


It was recess and Izuku stood under the shade of a tree enjoying the nice weather while others ran about playing with each other. It had started out slowly but soon enough Izuku had found himself ostracized by his peers. Murmurs about him being a quirkless freak coming cruelly from their lips. Izuku wasn’t as bothered by it as he had been. Tomura called him quirkless all the time and yet he was still friends with him.

Izuku frowned in thought. The other kids also talked about his lack of scent. His mom sprayed him every morning with blockers. He was sure that this put off the other kids more than his quirklessness and he hated having to do it every morning. At one point Izuku had refused to put it on and his mother had ended up crying and begging for him to do it. He was thoroughly scared after that, he didn’t want to upset her. But he also wanted to have friends again.

“What are you doing over here Deku? Get out of here, only alphas get to sit in this spot.” A familiar voice came from right in front of him. He had begun to reminisce and hadn’t caught the approaching little alpha. Bakugou had been his best friend up until recently, now he was Izuku’s worst bully.

“Kacchan what are you talking about? I always sit over here.” Izuku said confused. He shouldn’t have been, Bakugou always looked for a reason to bully him. But a small part of him still believed the boy was his friend.

“Shut it you quirkless beta! Now go find somewhere else to sit your scentless ass.” Bakugou said pushing him aside to settle with his back against the tree. Izuku’s eyes widened at the language use and quickly looked side to side to see if a teacher had heard.

“Kacchan you can’t say words like that or you’ll get in trouble. Besides heroes don’t talk like that.” Izuku said hushed like he thought a teacher might catch them. The thought that Izuku was going to lecture Bakugou on how to be a hero set off the explosive little blonde.

“You think you know what heroes do? Don’t make me laugh!” Bakugou said sparking a little pop in his palms threateningly as Izuku tried to shrink away from him. Annoyed, Bakugou reached out and grabbed the retreating beta by the back of his neck intending to teach him a lesson. Except the moment his hand closed over the nape of the other boy’s neck Izuku felt his legs buckle and he went limp to the ground. His eyes were wide in confusion and a hint of fear as he turned his head to look back at the baffled blonde.

Izuku couldn’t move his limbs, from the moment Bakugou had squeezed the back of his neck it was like a spark had gone through his body turning it off. When Izuku had fallen Bakugou had let go and he now stood dumbfounded at Izuku laying on the ground.

“Deku…What’s wrong?” Bakugou asked letting go of his anger and trading it for fear. Izuku wasn’t moving from the ground.

“I-I don’t know.” Izuku said from the ground licking his lips nervously. Slowly he could feel his limbs come under his control again. It took a whole minute before he could push himself up into a sitting position and turned just as scared back to Bakugou.

“Are you okay?” the blonde asked feeling his fear fade and relief wash over him at the sight of Izuku getting up.

“Yeah I think so.” Izuku said rubbing the back of his neck where Bakugou had grabbed him. It didn’t hurt but Izuku was suddenly very uncomfortable at the feeling of helplessness. Luckily no one had noticed the strange occurrence and Bakugou spun around wordlessly leaving Izuku, he felt awkward at the situation and wanted to leave it.

When Izuku went home that night he asked his mom about it. She was horrified that Bakugou had done that to him. His hand had simulated the feel of a mouth on the back of her omega son’s neck causing the instinctive submission. She nearly had a panic attack in front of her son from the news. Her mind raced with questions before landing on the most crucial one. What if Bakugou told someone?

She felt her face pale at the thought. Izuku was looking up at her worriedly from the hug she had pulled him into. He was uncertain about what to do to comfort her. Tomura stood a little ways down the hall listening to the situation. Of course Tomura had noticed Izuku was an omega, it was quite telling in his scent when he didn’t wear the blocker at home. Inko seemed to have forgotten about his presence in her panic but now she remembered his presence. She turned to him with fear in her eyes.

“Don’t tell Hisashi.” She said, it was more of a plea. If Hisashi found out that someone knew about Izuku’s situation he might do something. In Hisashi’s line of work she had no doubt he would not mind getting rid of a kid.

Tomura watched her impassively before turning and walking to his usual spot on the couch. He flipped on the TV as if he hadn’t heard a thing. Inko fretted, Tomura was just too unpredictable. She had no idea if he would follow her request or not and she worried for Bakugou’s safety. Desperation pulled her to do something she wouldn’t have otherwise done. She pulled a questioning Izuku to the door and prepared to leave.

“Where are you going?” Tomura asked in a dead tone. It was eerily similar to Hisashi’s and it made Inko turn to meet the boy’s red eyes. He was watching her from over the back to the couch, specifically he was looking at her hand clasped tightly around Izuku’s.

“I’ll be back in a little while. I’m just going to visit a friend.” Inko said trying to reassure the boy. It was odd for an adult to feel fear when looking at a child. Tomura watched blankly for another moment before saying something.

“Be back by eight.” Tomura said leaving the unsaid threat hanging in the air. Be back by eight or he would tell Hisashi. Inko realized she had just given the boy information for him to manipulate her with. It scared her that such a young child thought this way. She nodded anyway and rushed out the door pulling Izuku with her.

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Inko wiped the last of her tears from her face and tried to make herself look presentable before ringing the doorbell. She clutched Izuku’s hand in a tighter grip than she had meant to, Izuku squeezed back but also shifted uncomfortably. He didn’t know why they were here of all places. He hadn’t wanted to get Bakugou in trouble. A shout could be heard from inside the home before the door opened and a blonde woman stood there, the resemblance to Bakugou was striking.

Mitsuki’s eyes widened in surprise at the sight of Inko before shifting her eyes down to where Izuku stood fidgeting. She seemed to come to a conclusion even before Inko opened her mouth to say what she wanted.

“Katsuki get your butt over here!” Mitsuki yelled into the house with no volume control. She knew an upset mother when she saw it and unfortunately for Mitsuki it wasn’t an uncommon occurrence for mothers to end up on her door step. Her alpha son truly was a little shit constantly picking fights with other children. She assumed that this is what had brought Inko to her door too. Bakugou appeared at his mother’s side already glaring at Izuku who sheepishly tried to hide behind his mom.

“I don’t know what he did this time but I assure you he will get what’s coming to him.” Mitsuki growled looking down at her son. The smaller alpha growled right back at her challenging her alpha authority. She really needed to put him in his place.

“Ah! Mrs. Bakugou I’ve actually come to talk about something… sensitive.” Inko said uncertainly looking all around like she expected for someone to sneak up on them. Mitsuki was confused by this but opened her door anyway and waved for Inko to come inside. They settled comfortably in the small kitchen while Mitsuki fetched some refreshments for her guests.

Bakugou continued to glare at Izuku the entire time making the small boy even more nervous about the situation. He seemed to be trying to communicate an apology with his eyes only. Bakugou’s eyes seemed to cuss at him as his mouth merely growled.

“So what did he do?” Mitsuki asked giving a sharp look to the little alpha who scoffed and looked away. She had met Inko before briefly at the school when they both dropped off and picked up their children. She was also aware that Bakugou had been friends with the little beta for a while but knowing his temper he ruined that friendship for sure. Inko opened and shut her mouth a few times before taking a deep breath seemingly coming to a decision in her head.

“C-Can you keep a secret? Please!” Inko already seemed on the verge of tears again despite trying to keep her composure in the situation. She was practically sobbing when the other alpha female watched stunned. She reached over and patted Inko’s shoulder in an attempt to offer comfort.

Izuku was sitting next to his mom, his eyes wide and his mouth open in shock. Was she going to tell them one of their secrets? Wasn’t that something they were never supposed to do? Izuku felt tears welling up too, he wanted to cry when he saw his mom crying.

“Of course I can.” Mitsuki said sensing that this situation reached past her idiotic son to something much more serious. Seeing the woman breaking down in her kitchen was really off putting.

“Today little K-Katsuki did something to Izuku. Did he tell you by chance?” Inko asked through her tightening throat. Mitsuki frowned looking back over to Bakugou who was frowning too, he avoided her gaze confirming that something had happened.

“No, he didn’t.” she ground out. Whatever had happened must have been pretty bad and she was going to flay her son alive when she found out what exactly took place.

“Well…Your son I’m sure didn’t mean to do it. H-He grabbed Izuku by the neck and it… it made him go limp.” Inko said leaving Mitsuki to piece together what it meant. It took a moment, the blonde woman’s face changing from one of friendly comfort to one of slow understanding and shock. Things clicked into place in Mitsuki’s mind, the smaller size of Inko’s boy, the scentless aura around him, even the seemingly never ending cuteness from the fuzzy green haired child. The boy was an omega.

“You're saying Izuku is an omega?” Mitsuki said bluntly pulling out the secret Inko had desperately been trying to hide all this time. Hearing it said by someone else made Inko feel like her world was crashing down around her. She couldn’t speak, so she just nodded letting Mitsuki feel the weight of the secret in its entirety. Mitsuki looked over to the small tearful omega sitting at their table, now that she knew she was a little surprised other people hadn’t guessed it just by looking at the child.

“What about the OPA?” Mitsuki asked cautiously. Izuku shouldn’t even be out in the public if it was true. He should be tucked away in some facility until he had a mate. It was law as such and Inko would be breaking it by keeping him out of there. Inko seemed to freeze at the mention of it. Slowly the beta stood up from the table, Izuku watched her with teary concerned eyes. She got on her knees and put her head against the back of her hands bowing as she pleaded.

“Please! Keep this secret for me! Please! I don’t want to lose my son!” Inko cried into her hands keeping her position. She felt Izuku by her side trying to get her to sit up.

“Mom what are you talking about? I’m not going anywhere. Mom sit up!” Izuku said crying because his mother was so upset and pulling on her shoulder trying to get her up. He didn’t understand why she would say such a thing all he wanted was to hug her until the tears stopped and they went home to curl up and watch All Might on TV.  

Mitsuki watched this and felt tears begin to grace her own eyes. She bit down on her lip turning to look at her own son. He was watching the exchange with a pale face, all cocky rebel gone from his features and scared at the situation. Inko was still crying pleas to her, a mothers desperation in her voice it tugged at all of Mitsuki’s heart strings.

“Alright!” Mitsuki said louder than she had meant to and winced at the sound of her own voice. The pleas finally stopped but Inko remained on the ground waiting for her to say more. Mitsuki took a deep breath, “I’ll keep your son’s secret.”

Inko looked up from the ground eyes full of hope and they exchanged a look of understanding. A look that communicated between mothers. Inko cried again but this time it was in relief and she reached over grabbing Izuku into a hug so tight he struggled to breath. Mitsuki watched the display and wiped tears from her eyes before they could fall. By agreeing to this secret Mitsuki knew she was breaking the law but she didn’t care, she had always been a rule breaker.

Inko finally seemed to calm down but glanced at the clock and her face went pale again. She jumped up startling everyone in the room. The talk had gone on longer than she thought it was getting closer to eight and she needed to hurry home.

“I-I have to go Mrs. Bakugou! Thank you so much for understanding.” Inko said fighting back tears as she gathered up Izuku fumbling as she did so.

“Call me Mitsuki and come by anytime you need to Inko.” Mitsuki said in a voice softer and more understanding than anyone would think the loud woman would be able to produce. Inko bowed to her again before hurrying out their door in a rushed good bye disappearing into the night as quickly as she had appeared.

Mitsuki closed the door behind her and then turned to her own child who was standing in the entryway unsure for once in his life about what to do. During that night Mitsuki had a long talk with him telling him it was important to keep Izuku’s stupid secret. She also told him not to grab Izuku by the neck again in public or it would tell others about Izuku’s secret. He grumbled at her but seemed to comply, still Mitsuki knew she needed to get the point across to her stubborn son.

“You’re an alpha aren’t you? Buck up little mister, its an alpha’s job to protect an omega. Want to be a hero? Heroes protect people weaker than them and beat down the villains that try to hurt others.” Mitsuki said appealing to her son's motivation his eyes focused on her's at this. She could see understanding fall into place and he nodded. Satisfied she hoisted herself up from her squatting position and went to prepare dinner.

She didn’t let her son see but she was shaking. She couldn’t imagine how Inko must be feeling at this moment. The fate of her son being placed with others. Mitsuki snuck a glance behind to where her son was. Truly horrifying for a mother to think their child could be taken from them at any moment.


Inko was panting as she ran to the door to their apartment, she should have made it on time. She shakily unlocked the apartment door and paused turning to Izuku. She needed to make sure her son didn’t tell Hisashi or Tomura about this.

“Izuku, you can’t tell your father or Tomura about that visit. Don’t tell them that the Bakugou’s know about your secret ok?” Inko said trying to sound reassuring. Izuku’s eyes were still puffy as he peered up at her.

“We have to keep secrets from family now?” he said sadly. He didn’t like how many secrets were piling up around him but he knew his mother was telling this to him for a reason. He remembered her mention of losing him and his heart squeezed in his chest at the thought. She smiled sadly back at him and nodded. He didn’t want to make her cry again, she cried too much. So he nodded too trying to give her a big smile like he thought All Might would give in this situation.

Inko was happy with his response and opened the door to the apartment letting Izuku scamper in and wait for her as she closed the door and relocked it. When she turned around Tomura was standing at the end of the entry way observing her silently. The clock behind him read 7:59, she breathed a sigh of relief.

“Tomachan want to watch some clips of All Might with me?” Izuku said bouncing up to the cold boy. Tomura turned his gaze to take in the details of Izuku’s face. It was obvious the boy had been crying. He made eye contact with Inko again before turning around and simply falling onto the couch. Izuku followed him into the living room taking his silence as agreement.

“Mom hurry up! I want to watch the one where he saves all those people from the fire again before bed time!” Izuku called quickly taking up his spot next to Tomura. It was now a regular ritual they had, watching heroes before bedtime. Izuku watched with awe while Tomura allowed the viewing to renew his simmering hate all over again. He was glad Izuku insisted on watching these things, it would ensure he never forgot his purpose.

Inko came over and started up the clip before making her way to the kitchen. Setting hands on either side of the sink and looking out the window trying to work on breathing properly. She needed to have complete control of her appearance before seeing Hisashi tonight. He would notice if anything was off.

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One and a half years later.

Hisashi sat in his arm chair in the living room taking in his home. He would be leaving on a mission to another city soon. He wasn’t really sure how long it would take and he wanted to memorize the feeling of home before he left. His eyes landed on a family photo from an amusement park they had gone to. Both Inko and Izuku had huge smiles on their faces in it, Hisashi himself had a small smile just barely visible. That had been a fun day for all of them, one without the usual tension between Inko and himself. He secretly wished they could have another day like that before he left.

He was interrupted from these thoughts when Izuku came running in and hopped up into his lap. A smile just like the one in the photo he had been staring at over-taking the boy's features. Hisashi gave a small smile back, the gesture felt strange on his face. He reached down and ruffled Izuku’s bouncy soft curls making the little boy giggle. He took after Inko pretty much completely, Izuku was kind and honest. Nothing like his father.

“Do you and Tomachan really have to go?” Izuku asked suddenly looking up at the man with sad eyes. Inko had lied to the boy telling him Hiashi was going to work overseas and Tomura would be staying with relatives. Hisashi didn’t mind the lies, they were easy to tell to the little omega than the truth would have been.

“Yeah squirt, but as long as the job goes well I’ll be back before you know it.” Hisashi said ruffling the boy’s hair again. He couldn’t help but indulge in it, it was just so soft and Izuku made the most adorable faces when his hair was messed up.

“Oh okay…” Izuku said unhappily. “But Tomachan will come back with you right?”

Hisashi stopped messing with the green hair and thought for a little while. In truth Tomura would be put in Kurogiri’s custody while Hisashi was gone. He would continue training and working for their boss. So really Tomura would be out of his hands after today, so he couldn’t say for sure if the boy would return with him.

“As long as Tomura wants to come back.” Hisashi said glancing over to where the moody boy was sitting on the couch. He was preoccupied by the Gameboy Izuku and Inko had gotten him for his birthday. That had been nearly two months ago and the boy had yet to separate from the thing. Izuku climbed out of Hisashi’s lap and ran over to the boy.

“Tomachan you’ll come back won’t you?” Izuku asked in a tone almost sickeningly sweet. Tomura’s eyes flicked up to Izuku’s and he paused in his game play. There was just a moment of silence between them, one Hisashi could tell the older boy enjoyed. Izuku was shifting in anxiety and looking at him with hopeful eyes. Tomura appeared to be very happy with the torturous state Izuku was in but eventually he answered the question.

“Of course Izu-chan. When I come back you’ll have to welcome me home.”


Izuku gulped at the sight of the high fence, it had a clear sign on it warning people to stay out. Six year old Izuku definitely didn’t want to go in there, he didn’t want to get in trouble. But he also didn’t want to disappoint Bakugou. The boy had slowly become his friend again after that incident two years ago and now he hung around Izuku constantly. He wasn’t what you would call “nice” to Izuku, he merely kept Izuku close to him letting him follow Bakugou around like a shadow. Most of the time it felt like he was ignoring Izuku but the moment Izuku started to wonder off on his own Bakugou would reel him back over and tell him off for thinking about leaving.

At first it had confused Izuku, Bakugou continued teasing him with mean words but now he hardly ever really tried to hurt Izuku like he had started doing before. Izuku wasn’t the only one weirded out by the sudden shift in the little alpha's attitude. The kids who followed Bakugou around had tried to get in on the teasing which Bakugou didn’t seem to mind until someone pushed Izuku a little too hard. Then he made it clear to every kid around that they weren’t allowed to hurt him, mostly shown through shouting and sparking palms.

His followers tested their limits seeing what was acceptable to do against Izuku and what wasn’t. After the two years things had settled down and the pecking order was established. Now a days Izuku simply followed the group around, his presence was only ever acknowledged when the group grew bored and decided to tease him.

“Forward march!” Bakugou called his friends to order and led the way past the fence and into the wooded area. Izuku followed reluctantly behind them glancing around nervously and mumbling about his fears of getting caught. Bakugou ignored the sound of the mumble and continued with his little troop.

They laughed and played while Izuku dug into the dirt with his foot watching from the shade of his tree. In the cover of the woods the kids freely released their quirks as they played. Izuku felt jealous at their abilities, even the most mundane quirk was still a quirk and all had their uses. He watched as Bakugou let off explosions, they were growing in strength as the boy himself grew. The bark of nearby trees blackened as the group continued to play.  

Once they grew tired of the area they were in Bakugou ordered them to follow in a single file march deeper into the woods. He led the way looking for a new area for new adventures. His search led them to a creek with a big log laying across in as a makeshift bridge. A few of his followers were uncertain about crossing it but Bakugou scoffed at them calling them cowards.

Upon seeing his confidence his followers quickly rallied behind him and they began marching across the log. Izuku stood uncertain at the end of the line eyeing the way the bark was slightly wet and knowing it would be a little slippery. Sure enough Bakugou’s foot slipped from under him and he tumbled to the side off the log much to Izuku’s horror. The other friends laughed and shrugged it off but Izuku hurried down to Bakugou worried he might have gotten hurt on the sharp rocks in the creek.

“Are you alright? Are you hurt? I thought you might have hit your head down here!” Izuku said reaching his hand out to help Bakugou up. Bakugou was rubbing the back of his head where a bruise was likely going to form but he ignored it. How dare Izuku think he needed help! He grit his teeth ready to tell the omega off for coming down into the stream bed except something in the air changed.

Izuku was still looking down at him worried at his lack of response. Bakugou could feel the pain fading away, not only that but he started to feel good. Like he had had the best nap of his life and had woken up with the energy of a million All Mights. He continued staring at Izuku as he pieced it together in his mind, connecting the strange feeling to Izuku.

“You must have really hit your head!” Izuku said reaching down to try and get a better look at the back of Bakugou’s head. The boy was staring blankly at him and his mouth was hanging open, obviously he had been hurt.

“Deku.” Bakugou finally spoke up smacking his hand away and standing up. The kids above them had gone silent, they could feel it too from where they stood. Izuku withdrew his hand looking at him with those stupid confused big eyes.

“What Kacchan?” Izuku said taking a step back suddenly all to aware of the looks he was receiving from the others. Bakugou stood there watching him dumbfoundedly for another minute before speaking up.

“You have a quirk.” Bakugou said simply. Izuku’s eyes went so wide Bakugou was sure they might fall out of his head.

“R-Really?” Izuku asked voice and eyes full of hope. Bakugou took a step forward and smirked. Izuku wasn’t so useless now.


Izuku rushed home he couldn’t really feel it but Bakugou had insisted that he had a quirk. All the other kids had looked at him with much friendlier expressions, he couldn’t wait to show his mom. He came running into the kitchen where she sat browsing a few ads in a magazine. She looked up upon his entrance and smiled about to greet him but it stopped in her throat when he reached about three feet from her.

She could feel it radiating from him. She dropped her booklet and stood mouth gaping at the feeling. Any tiredness she had had during the day was suddenly washed away, she felt like she was as young as Izuku himself. Her eyes filled with tears and Izuku’s eyes teared up too before they embraced into a tight hug.

“I did it mom! I got a quirk! Now I really can be a hero!” Izuku said making Inko wince at the memory of her moment of weakness when all she had done was apologize to her son for his quirklessness. She hugged him tighter, the joy she felt for him made her practically burst.

“I can’t wait to tell dad and Tomachan!” Izuku said happily into his mother’s waist dampening her happiness. She didn’t want Izuku to tell Hisashi, it was clear that whatever quirk this was it might be considered useful to him. It would give him an excuse to drag Izuku into the wrong kind of life, make him into a broken person like Tomura was.

“Well… Maybe we should keep it a secret for now?” Inko said hoping her son would follow along. Since Hisashi had left the only contact he had with them was the occasional phone call to keep in touch. The ‘job’ was lasting much longer than he thought it would and Inko was thankful for it. She had not seen or heard from Tomura, that was a relief.

Izuku frowned up at her recognizing the tone she had used when she had suggested to make it another secret. He nodded slowly and couldn’t help his smile coming back to him. He was just so excited to finally be like all the other kids!

That night he and Inko tested his quirk some more, with Izuku standing next to her Inko was able to move the couch with her quirk and didn’t even feel tired from moving such a big object. His quirk enhanced the physical abilities of people, including speeding up healing and recharging stamina. His quirk gave a huge boost to quirks around him.

Inko was happy for him but also worried as she constantly did. He didn’t seem to be able to turn off his quirk or really control it. It was only when he fell asleep that night that Inko felt the air return to normal. She immediately missed the sensation but let her son sleep peacefully. With this quirk there was no doubt he could reach his dream, Inko just hoped all his other secrets didn’t get in the way.

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Izuku sat at his desk mumbling and writing into his note book. He had really been observing heroes over the years, now that he had a quirk it sealed his ambitions to be a hero. He didn’t want to admit it but when he had been a young child his quirklessness had bothered him, he had often doubted his own dreams. But that was in the past, now he needed to focus on his goals. Since his quirk was noncombative it meant he would need to play more of a supportive role to other heroes. He didn’t mind, he was always the type to help in anyway he could. Besides he would have a partner when he became a hero that would be his weapon.

“Deku quit your word vomiting.” Bakugou said from the seat in front of him. Izuku’s mouth clicked shut automatically and he gave the blonde an apologetic glance before quickly going back to his notes. Along with his messy writing he could see the harsh lines of Bakugou’s. He often helped Izuku with his observations adding to specific fighting moves or flaws from the many hero fights they had watched together.

Bakugou watched him over his shoulder scoffing when he heard Izuku begin his mumbling again unconsciously but at a much smaller volume. It was a habit Izuku had developed during his time spent at the edge of his pack of friends. Once Izuku’s quirk had manifested Izuku had thought the other kids would accept him whole heartedly now. But Bakugou it seemed had other plans.

If Izuku had thought he felt isolated when he was quirkless it was even worse when he had his quirk. Little Bakugou seemed to like to hog his presence to the point where he chased off people who tried to get close to Izuku. With the constant boost to Bakugou’s quirk from Izuku’s presence he had quickly become a fearsome presence in the school. Izuku also didn’t mind having Bakugou as his only friend, he was used to having only one. His thoughts roamed to images of the boy on his couch from long ago. He wondered what ever happened to Tomura.

Izuku was lost in his thoughts again as the teacher entered the room doing announcements. The people around him seemed to get rowdy as he finished the entry in his notebook and closed it finally looking up to try and figure out what they were talking about.

“Like any of you extras stand a chance! Me and Deku are going to be the first kids from this shitty school to make it into UA!” Bakugou said leaning back in his chair pompously and flashing Izuku a smirk which he gingerly answered with a smile of his own. The other kids around them roared with objections which were silenced by a powerful but small explosion from Bakugou. He was also letting off his alpha scent dominating the room that was mostly filled with betas. People immediately settled down and looked away making Bakugou’s smirk grew wider at their submission.

The teacher cleared their throat and brought the class back to order. Izuku gratefully felt Bakugou fall back into his seat and his dominance display fade from the air. It always made him uncomfortable when Bakugou reminded him he was an alpha. But it was just another obstacle to overcome, pretty much all heroes were alphas so he needed to learn to not be influenced by them.

It wasn’t long before the bell rang and classes ended for the day. Before Izuku could really gather himself together Bakugou was already at his desk pulling him up and stuffing his books into his bag. The alpha had little patience especially on days like this where they were planning on doing some training.

“Kacchan be careful with those notes! They’re already hanging together by a thread…” Izuku protested when Bakugou stuffed his note book into the bag roughly before zipping it up and throwing it into Izuku’s arms.

“Quit your whining and save your breath for training. We won’t pass the entrance exam if we don’t get your skinny ass to be better at dodging.” Bakugou said slinging his own bag over his shoulder and heading for the door. Izuku stayed right on his heels as they exited the room and then the building. He wasn’t particularly looking forward to training but he knew he needed it if they were going to get into UA.

Bakugou’s idea of training for Izuku was basically a game of dodge ball, or dodge the miscellaneous object or trash Bakugou had found and used his quirk to launch at him. Bakugou was working on getting up Izuku’s reaction time but most of the time it ended with Izuku getting the wind knocked out of him. Before this Bakugou had wanted to get some muscles on Izuku, and they had tried for months. Izuku had a pretty lean form but was no where near the trained muscles Bakugou had. It was hard for Izuku to gain muscles, or fat at all. They both concluded that it took a lot of energy for Izuku to produce his quirk and it resulted in him being much smaller than most kids in their class.

“Be ready Deku, today we're doing hand to hand combat. If you can dodge my fist you’ll learn to dodge the missiles I can throw at you.” Bakugou said grinning at the thought of training. Izuku gulped at the thought. Bakugou was his protection at school most of the time but he had no qualms about unleashing his abilities on him. Izuku’s quirk also meant that they both healed quickly from damage allowing Bakugou to be much more rough in training.

“Okay. But we should also work on the circle too.” Izuku said. The circle was a painted radius of Izuku’s quirk. Izuku stood in the middle and worked on controlling the range of his radiance. While he still couldn’t turn it off when he was awake he was gaining more control over it, being able to focus it in a certain direction to reach past his usual boundary. If he was going to be Bakugou’s support in the field he needed to be able to aim it at the alpha while he was moving and fighting while avoiding giving it to enemies.

Bakugou grunted in agreement and walked together on the usual route, they had a practice lot near Izuku’s house with the painted circle and plenty of scorch marks from previous sessions. Bakugou walked in front of Izuku making a path through any crowded areas they had to pass through. Izuku’s quirk naturally drew people to him and Bakugou got annoyed when people were constantly invading his personal space. So he chased people away with a glare or a warning growl.

For that reason they tried to stick to backstreets and less populated areas. They were just entering an area under a bridge when Izuku started to space out thinking about how he could deal with the hand to hand combat Bakugou had planned. He failed to notice the slimy mess rising up behind him. Lucky for him Bakugou had chosen that moment to look back to check on him.

Bakugou's eyes widened in surprise at the sudden appearance of the villain but his feet moved quickly in response to the danger. He shoved Izuku to the side and let off an unrestrained explosion. If he had been on his own it may not have done much to the fluid body before him. However he was with Izuku and his explosion went off with nearly ten times more force than his usual max alone. Whatever had kept the slime body together stood no chance in the face of it.

Chunks of sludge flew apart and splattered across the pavement behind them. Izuku’s ears were ringing from the close proximity of the explosion and its reverberation in the tunnel. He sometimes thought Bakugou was a loud person because he was partially deaf from his own explosions, of course that wasn’t true, far from it in fact. Bakugou had senses so well tuned he could probably hear Izuku’s heart racing at the moment.

“Fucking bastard thought he could sneak up on us!” Bakugou spat with venom stomping down on a piece of the villain that had landed near him. Izuku picked himself off the ground and looked around at the mess Bakugou had made.

“Where did he come from?” Izuku said trotting back up to Bakugou’s side. As if in answer the man hole cover flew off near to them. Bakugou turned to it in a flash and readied his hands to shoot off more explosions. His expression looked greedy for more action.

Except what emerged from the sewers had both him and Izuku looking shocked. The muscular figure slowly stood up and the hero Izuku had admired for so long flashed a brilliant smile.

“Have no fear, for I am-“ All Might said in his usual deep and inspiring voice but cut himself off as he surveyed the area. The evil doer he had been tracking was trying to piece itself back together unsuccessfully since he was pretty much spread over the length of the street as if taken down by one of All Might’s very own blows. Two kids stood in front of him, one small with messy green hair and stars in his eyes and the blonde in front of the other staring him down like he wanted a fight.

“Well it looks like you beat me to it boys!” All Might said laughing it off and rubbing the back of his head awkwardly but never losing his smile. This was more of a blessing in disguise since he was reaching his time limit.

“I-Its really him! All Might!” Izuku said reverently making Bakugou scoff, he knew that tone, Izuku was going to go all fan boy on him in front of such a powerful figure. Izuku was just staring and shaking in awe, Bakugou was at least smart enough to pull Izuku’s backpack off him and search for the stupid note book to get an autograph for the omega.

“Now wait a minute my boy, first we need to confine this villain before I can stop to chat!” All Might said holding up a hand and reading Bakugou’s intentions. Izuku snapped out of his daze and nodded agreement still light headed in the presence of the alpha hero. Faster than either could really perceive, All Might gathered the sludge into two bottles effectively ending what had been a pretty long chase. He really needed to memorize the city’s lower networks.

When the hero had finished Bakugou fished out their hero note book and shoved it into Izuku’s chest reminding the boy that now was his chance. Izuku took a deep breath and stepped forward as All Might screwed the last cap onto the bottles.

“Ah, All Might sir! You have been a big inspiration to both of us and we would be honored if you would sign this!” Izuku said flustered as he held out the note book on a clean page.

“I’m glad to hear the youth of today are still looking to me that way. I’ll be glad to sign anything you have!” All Might said smiling again and flashing what he perceived to be a beta another blinding smile. When he stepped forward to take the book though he felt it. The sudden regain of stamina and power, like his injury was nonexistent. The lack of pain was startling after having bore it for so long.

“What is that quirk my boy? I feel like a million bucks just being near you!” All Might said and Izuku felt like he might faint from the compliment. All Might signed the book while Izuku gathered his wit. He started pouring out about his quirk explaining its amplification and healing capabilities, all the while Bakugou crept closer glaring at the older alpha.

“…And I hope to use it with Kacchan to become a great hero like you one day!” Izuku finished breathlessly.

“Ha ha ha, a hero duo eh? If today was any indication I bet you’ll make it.” All Might said encouragingly making Izuku blush and smile back nodding with vigor. Bakugou was growing more and more impatient. They had practice to get to.

“Come on Deku you're hogging up all of his time with your googly eyes.” Bakugou said grabbing the back of Izuku’s shirt and pulling slightly to signal it was time to go.

“You're totally right Kacchan. Sorry for taking up so much of your time All Might!” Izuku said bowing deeply several times in apologies and thank yous. He was blushing deeply at the thought of inconveniencing his hero.

“Don’t worry about it! I’m always happy to talk with fans and citizens alike! I look forward to seeing your debut…?” All Might said searching for a name. It took a minute for Izuku to realize what he was asking and quickly stuttered it out.

“M-Midoriya Izuku! My name’s Midoriya!” Izuku said excitedly and Bakugou finally started to drag him away. He waved sheepishly good bye to the hero who returned it. As soon as Izuku left his presence All Might felt the pain return but his time limit had reset. He was glad he had caught the boy’s name, he would need it when he went to UA for that job.

“All right lets get you to the police!” All Might said patting the bottles in his pockets and turned launching himself into the air and across the city.

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Training with Bakugou was brutal but necessary. Izuku was even a little happy that the alpha held nothing back against him, it made him prepared for anything because nothing could be worse than a violence hungry Kacchan. It was after one of these training sessions that he was walking back from. A bruise slowly fading from his jaw and would disappear by the time he opened the apartment door. At times like these his quirk was a blessing, he didn’t know if his mom would be okay with the rough treatment by the alpha.

“I’m home mom!” Izuku called as he kicked off his shoes and walked into the kitchen. Inko was sitting at the kitchen table and practically jumped up when Izuku came into the room.

“Welcome home honey!” She said while fidgeting. Izuku stopped and tried to assess her state of mind, she was clearly anxious about something. In the past that had never been a good thing.

“Is everything okay?” Izuku asked concerned and then he spotted an unopened piece of mail laying on the table in front of his mother. She blanched at the worry in his voice and quickly brightened up into a genuine smile.

“Everything is fine Izuku. A letter came for you today.” Inko said with barely contained excitement that Izuku had mistaken for nerves. She quickly handed him the letter and watched with baited breath as Izuku’s confused eyes went down to read the front of it. His face went from confusion to shock to the pure excitement his mother was feeling.

“T-This is from UA.” Izuku said in disbelief. He and Bakugou hadn’t even applied yet. He tried to stem the flow of hope that came rushing into him, realizing this might just be some promotion or recruitment ad. He couldn’t leave his mother and himself in suspense anymore and ripped open the envelope.

Inside was a simple white letter, not some brochure like he had expected. His eyes started moving along the painted letters and Inko felt like she was going to faint from anticipation as she waited for her son to say something. Izuku reached the bottom of the page and landed on the two signatures at the bottom. One was an elegant scrawl of the principal of UA himself, Nedzu, and the other was the familiar hand writing of All Might.

Izuku looked up at his mother letting the hand holding the letter fall to his side. His eyes grew watery and his mouth opened and closed a couple of times. This reaction scared Inko and for the briefest of moments she feared it was some kind of letter saying he wasn’t allowed into UA.

“I’m going to UA.” Izuku said quietly with a barely held in cry. Inko jumped for joy and hugged her son tightly. He was going to reach his dreams, dreams she had thought would never come to pass when he was born. Dreams that had been threatened at every turn in his life. She couldn’t be prouder of him.

“Izuku I’m so happy for you!” Inko cried pulling back from the hug and wiping a few tears from her eyes. “But don’t you have to take the entrance exam?” she asked confused.

“I’m being let in on recommendation, b-by All Might.” Izuku said light headedly. Inko looked at him in shock, he had recounted the short encounter with the hero nearly every day to her at dinner for weeks now. Not only was he getting into the school of his dreams but his hero had acknowledged him? It was like the universe had finally aligned for him and Inko could do nothing more than cry for the blessings that were being granted on him.

After many more hugs and tears of joy, because both of them were so overwhelmed with emotion, Izuku handed the letter over to his mother and explained the rest of what it said. Apparently, All Might had been impressed by his and Bakugou’s take down of the villain and upon hearing that he was a healer talked to Recovery Girl. It was no secret that the Youthful Heroine was getting closer to retirement, that school wanted to train him as her apprentice and even offer him a hero position at the school when he completed training. It took a few hours for them to calm down from the news.

“I-I have to tell Kacchan!” Izuku suddenly realized and dug into his pocket in excitement. He pulled out his phone and was about to click the contact labelled Kacchan but he paused. He was going to get in on recommendations… But what about Bakugou? They were partners. He couldn’t just leave the other boy to face the exams on his own. He bit his bottom lip and lowered the phone. His inner conflict tearing him apart.

“What’s wrong honey?” Inko asked coming over and placing a hand on his shoulder.

“I can’t… I can’t leave Kacchan behind.” Izuku said wanting to cry again but this time from his upset state. Inko sucked in a breath, her son was so close to his dream but his big heart refused to leave his friend. She was about to say something, she didn’t know exactly what but she needed to speak up, when Izuku’s phone buzzed in his hand causing both of them to jump.

Kacchan: Hey nerd did you get a letter too?

Izuku felt the weight he had placed on his own shoulders be lifted from him. He immediately dropped the concerns he had held and quickly texted his friend back.

Deku: Yeah! I can’t believe it Kacchan! We’re getting into UA :D

Kacchan: Of course idiot. Did you think we wouldn’t?

Deku: Nah you would have creamed that exam >:D

Kacchan: Fuckin creepy that they found me without knowing my name

Deku: Oh yeah :o Well… I guess you are pretty easy to pick out from a crowd. They probs just looked through my classmates and found you in the files.

Kacchan: Still fucking creepy…

There was a pause in the conversation, Izuku was vibrating with happiness. Inko had looked at the texts with relief and went back to the kitchen to begin pulling together a meal. She wanted to do something good tonight to celebrate.

Kacchan: Im not taking the rec

Izuku blinked at that.

Deku: WHAT?! Why? ;-;

Kacchan: I don’t need some stalker alpha to get me into UA. Im getting in with my own strength. Besides I want to take the # one spot.

Izuku felt his heart swell at Bakugou’s declaration and noble pursuit. He suddenly felt like a cheater to get in on recommendation. He felt determination fall into place and puffing up his chest he texted back.

Deku: Then I’ll take it too!

Kacchan: Wtf Deku no. U got a straight shot into the hero course. Like hell ur going to risk it.

Deku: But I want to prove myself too :I

Kacchan: Going to throw away All Might’s shitty rec? I think not. Just take the rec Deku and watch me kick ass in the exam.

Deku: But don’t you want my help during the practical?


Deku: No!!!! I just thought…We would show them our team. :(

Kacchan: The exam is scored individually. If you helped me during it you wouldn’t be able to score for ur self idiot.

Izuku nodded knowing Bakugou was probably right. He had heard in the past that the entrance practical was combat based, something he very much lacked.

Deku: …Are u sure about this?

Kacchan: Doubting ur alpha now? Yeah Deku Im sure. Take the rec. I gtg. Cya tomorrow.

Bakugou threw his phone onto his bed and felt relief wash over him. To be honest he had truly feared for Izuku in the upcoming entrance exam. He still sucked during their training but had made considerable improvements with his dodging. Izuku couldn’t really attack, and it had been weighing on him for a while now. He felt a little grateful to the number one hero for getting Izuku through to the class, and still felt weirded out by the alpha too.

Whatever he thought as he flopped down onto his covers. He raised a hand sparking off mini explosions, a sadistic grin over taking his features. He couldn’t wait for that exam.


Izuku sat ridgedly in the passenger seat of the car nerves making him feel a little sick. It was a Saturday about two weeks after receiving his later. His mother had written back giving out a formal acceptance of the recommendation sealing his fate in UA. Bakugou had berated him for thinking of rejecting the letter and they still continued training. Bakugou focused a lot more on his own quirk trying to avoid relying on Izuku’s for a power boost. Their training now consisted of Izuku trying to keep his radiance out of Bakugou’s range while Bakugou tried to land hits on him.

Izuku was actually proud that he was doing well in their fights. Maybe it was the stress of the entrance exam that had been weighing him down but now he could dodge Bakugou’s fist practically in his sleep. Which was good because Bakugou had stepped up his game in excitement for the exam. Izuku smiled at the thought and felt the nerves dissipate a little bit.

Right now he and his mother were on the way to UA itself. She had gotten a call a few nights ago inviting them to a meeting with the principal to discuss the recommendation in greater detail along with Izuku’s future. He didn’t know what to expect and he soon began fidgeting again in his seat.

“Izuku you might want to put on a little more blocker, you’re leaking.” Inko said helpfully pointing to the glove box where they kept a spare can. Izuku blushed and nodded, he was probably exuding distress far too much that it was breaking through the scent blockers. She smiled at him trying to calm him.

Izuku couldn’t feel calm though as they pulled up in front of the main campus building. He felt like hyperventilating at the sight of it and steadied his breathing as the reapplied the spray. His mother reached over grooming his hair and fixing his outfit some more before hopping out of the car. He followed suit and did breathing exercises as they entered the building.

Since it wasn’t a school day there weren’t many students. In fact they only saw a few pro hero faculty when walking with their guide to the principals office. Izuku watched them with admiration wanting to ask for autographs but he lacked any pen or paper. They quickly found themselves being let into a very nice office where Izuku set his sights on the principal of UA.

“Ah! Good morning Midoriya.” A small white animal looking person said up to him. He had a tell tale scar across his eye that made him recognizable even if his furry demeanor didn’t. Izuku paled as he realized how disheveled he looked compared to the neatly dressed principal of UA.

“Good morning s-sir!” Izuku squeaked out and immediately bowed in respect. Nedzu waved off the formality.

“I’m glad you and your mother could make it. I felt like this discussion would need to happen before you take your place in the hero course. Congratulations on the recommendation by the way!” Nedzu said cheerily. Izuku went red and stammered out a thank you as he and his mother took their seats on the comfy guest couches. Nedzu climbed up on the opposing couch and offered them some tea.

 “Now I must say I can feel your quirk from here, you must be very proud to have such an ability.” Nedzu said. “Since your quirk allows you to heal yourself and others around you it makes the perfect power for a rescue hero or even, as we said in our letter, a member of our faculty.”

Izuku nodded energetically happy to hear the principal’s assessment of his quirk. He felt so blessed to have developed it.

“I want to ask you if being a hero is the course you truly want to take. This school stands to support young upcoming heroes but it also supports other students seeking other fields. I did not want to pressure you onto a path you do not wish for.” Nedzu said seriously to which Izuku immediately jumped in.

“Of course I want to be a hero sir! Its what I’ve always wanted to be!” Izuku spilled out, his honest answer and excited eyes told the principal as much.

“That’s good to hear then!” the principal said taking a sip of tea and then placing the cup back down smiling at Izuku and his mother. “Now this may be a bit forward but would you like to start training with Recovery Girl soon? There’s a lot of knowledge one must gain when dealing with wounded people who are in the need of help the most.”

Izuku sat back shocked by what the principal was asking. They wanted to start training him even before the first day of classes. The biggest smile wormed its way onto his lips.

“I would be honored to start studying as soon as possible. The sooner I begin training the sooner I can start helping people.” Izuku said green eyes meeting the principal’s black ones with a fortitude that stood strong. Nedzu nodded at this, in his head he could see the resolve the young boy had, he had no doubts Midoriya would become a great hero.

“Well then I believe your mother brought some papers for the school registries?” Nedzu said clapping his paws together to break the heart warming moment. Inko nodded shuffling in her bag to bring them out. “If you would follow my secretary Mrs. Midoriya, she will file those for you and likely need to ask a few follow up questions and consent forms.”

Inko got up bowing to the beta principal and Izuku shifted to follow her assuming this was their dismissal.

“If you would Midoriya, stay here while your mother deals with the paper work. I’d like to explain about your duties while training with Recovery Girl.” Nedzu said stopping Izuku’s progress. Izuku nodded eagerly and sat back down. Inko gave him an uncertain glance before walking out with the waiting secretary. When the door clicked shut Nedzu elaborated a bit more.

“Recovery Girl has many duties in the school and as a hero. However, there is something we believe you would be able to help with.” He said. “Tell me, are you good at keeping secrets Midoriya?”

Izuku was at a loss for words. Secrets? Like doctor patient confidentiality? He suddenly felt like he was a toddler again and his mother was asking him to keep things hidden again making his gut twist. His smile faded a bit and he was about to ask what he meant by that when a knock came at the door.

“Ah sorry I’m late! Had a bit of an incident on the way over.” A blonde skeleton man said coming into the room.

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Izuku watched uncertainly as the strange man settled in next to the principal. He had no idea who the newcomer was, he didn’t recognize him as a hero. The alpha’s scent wafted over to him and it rang a bell in the back of his head but the scent was faint, almost as if worn thin, too hard to really pin point. He looked to the principal to see if they were safe to continue the conversation.

“Well you couldn’t have had better timing actually. It seems a hero really does arrive just in time.” Nedzu commented making the skeletal man tense up. Izuku looked back and forth between still unable to connect the dots. “Tell me do you recognize this man?”

“I can’t say he looks all that familiar.” Izuku said wondering if he had somehow missed this hero’s debut. He racked his brain for information, he was sure he was up to date on all the active ones. Maybe this guy was in retirement? He did look a bit weak.

“Hmm.” Nedzu said in thought trying to figure out the best way to break the news. “Please allow my associate to use your quirk for a moment. I’m willing to bet you will realize his identity after that.”

Izuku hesitantly nodded permission and scooted a bit more towards the blonde man to get him in range. The usual look of empowerment washed into the mans blue eyes, as it did with most people who felt his quirk. Suddenly his body and feature blew up increasing his size and taking the form of someone Izuku had watched since childhood. All Might sat a bit hunched over on the small couch and flashed a smile giving off a bit of an awkward sounding laugh at Izuku’s blank expression.

“Its nice to see you again young Midoriya.” He said in his usual voice. Izuku rubbed his eyes, maybe he had just hallucinated the first part?

“A-All Might! I don’t understand, what just happened? Why did you look like that before? You are All Might aren’t you?” Izuku started spewing questions shock never leaving his face. All Might held up a hand to silence the remaining questions that threatened to fall from Izuku’s lips, his aura suddenly dampening as he prepared to spill his secret to the boy.

“As you know in a hero’s line of work we risk our lives daily for the good of the people.” He began. “The form you saw earlier is my true form, this one is kind like flexing and puffing up my chest. Only it has become increasingly harder to maintain this form and the power I wield when in it. Thanks to this.”

All Might pulled up his shirt showing a grisly scar making Izuku gasp. Even if it appeared to have healed by now the patterns of carnage still echoed across his skin and muscles. Izuku felt a little sick just imagining what kind of wound could leave such an imprint and what could have caused it.

“I got this about five years ago fighting an opponent you likely never heard of and hopefully will never hear of.” All Might explained sullenly.

“But we think with your help you might be able to provide All Might with extra time and energy that the wound tends to destroy.” Nedzu interjected trying to lighten the atmosphere. Izuku broke out of his shock finally and looked down to the ground biting his lip.

“So, for the past five years, you’ve been hurt and have been doing hero work despite this weakness?...” Izuku asked.

“Yes.” All Might said a slight downward tug on the corners of his smile. Izuku was looking at the ground hair covering his expression from the two observers. After a moment he looked back up at them, eyes slightly watery but a tentative smile on his lips.

“Helping people even when your putting yourself in danger…That’s what a hero does right? All Might. You really are the coolest hero.” Izuku said admiring his commitment to his hero service. All Might sucked in a breath at that, this boy knew exactly what to say to pull at his heart. Though the tears were a bit over kill.

“I must ask that you keep this secret Midoriya, for my sake as well as the sake of the citizens.” All Might said.

“Of course! I won’t tell a soul! After all doctors don’t tell on their patients.” Izuku said wiping his eyes and sitting up straight again.

“Don’t get a head of yourself, you have lots of training to go through before you bare a title like doctor or hero.” Nedzu said chuckling. “But it will be a pleasure working with you, Midoriya.”


After that meeting where Izuku added a new secret to the pile he met with Recovery Girl who greeted him and introduced him to the school’s infirmary. He started shadowing her the next week after his middle school classes ended. He mostly stuck close to the beta woman while she worked with students who were already attending UA. It surprised and disturbed Izuku at the amount and magnitude of injuries that filtered in. Anything from common stomach aches to broken and twisted limbs.

He was slightly queasy at the sight of the injuries but the look of pain of peoples faces made him push past it. Soon he didn’t even mind the wounds and loved to see peoples faces relax as the pain faded away. He was lucky, as a medical personnel he was required to wear scent blockers so that they wouldn’t disturb patients. So now at least he had an excuse to apply it when in another person’s presence.

The first time a student had come in with a cut from a training session Izuku thought he would just stand near them and heal it up. He got whacked on his head by Recovery Girl’s cane for that. She thoroughly told him off for trying to heal without first cleaning and disinfecting the wound. She explained that even if it closed up containments might get stuck under the skin making their condition even worse. Izuku paled at the thought of all the times he had healed himself and Bakugou. He could have caused a lot of damage in the past.

But he was a quick learner and soon Recovery Girl was letting him take care of minor wounds and complaints. Izuku met with All Might everyday to simply sit and talk letting the hero soak in his quirk’s power. He voiced his concerns about his friend Bakugou during those times. With all the hours spent with Recovery Girl Izuku had no time to train with the other boy let alone hang out. The most they did with each other was text at night and talk during school hours.

Bakugou was thoroughly displeased at Izuku’s absence. He constantly complained about Izuku hanging around “that fucking stalker” referring to All Might. If he was sticking closer to Izuku than before or finding excuses to have physical contact Izuku made no comment of it. He was actually, and a little guiltily, happy with the alpha’s attempts to keep him closer.


Day of the entrance exam.

Deku: Good luck Kacchan! <3

Kacchan: Luck is 4 losers Deku. I have skill its wat separates the pros from the trash. And quit with that heart shit.

Deku: Ha. Nervous?

Kacchan: Fucker I have nerves of steel. The only thing to b scared of in this exam is txting u rn.

Deku: Lol. I’ll remember that next time u try to turn down a horror film. ;D

Kacchan: Stfu. Im headed in rn. Ttyl when I demolish these extras.

Deku: Do ur best! <3

Kacchan: Tf did I just say Deku?!

Deku: </3

Unsurprisingly, Bakugou placed first in the entrance exam keeping him as an alpha of his word. Thus started their careers as students in the hero course. The night after the exam they hung out together at Izuku’s home.

He made them watch a horror movie.

Mysteriously when Izuku left to get some more popcorn the TV spontaneously combusted.

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Izuku sprayed on the scent blocker for good measure before setting it back in its cabinet. He was in the infirmary of UA preparing to leave for his first day of class. Recovery Girl liked for him to check in with her before he went to class so she would know he was there if she needed assistance. She had also given him a pager to place on his pants so that she could signal if she wanted him to come to the infirmary.

He wanted to get going as soon as possible so he could get a seat next to Bakugou. With luck he and Bakugou ended up in the same hero class. Izuku was grateful for that, he was a little nervous to be sitting in a room literally filled with alphas for hours. But if Bakugou was there then there was nothing to worry about. He smiled at the thought of the alpha and slid out of the infirmary and down the hall.

He stopped in front of the big door to class 1-A. This was it, he was really here at UA with Bakugou, they were both going to become heroes. His mother had waved him off with happy tears, he couldn’t wait for the day when he could tell his father that he had made it. A familiar raised voice came from inside snapping him from his thoughts and making him grin. Of course Bakugou had already beaten him here, he was too good of a student to not arrive early.

“…And respect the property the school has so graciously provided to the students!” a stern voice said as Izuku entered the room. Immediately he was engulfed by the overwhelming alpha presence but he picked out one scent happily and followed its direction with his head to where he spotted the blonde alpha with his feet kicked up on a desk. The was an odd firm alpha that appeared to be lecturing him, the poor blue haired boy didn’t realize Bakugou didn’t care.

“Kacchan!” Izuku said cheerily making many in the room turn to see him. They had barely registered he had entered from his lack of scent. Izuku quickly bounced over to his friend who appeared to be even more agitated than usual at the stiff boy who refused to back down from his position.

To the horror of everyone in the room, the small green haired bouncy boy went straight to the monstrous alpha. Many had witnessed Bakugou’s rampage during the exam, the thought of such a scary alpha being near the oblivious beta boy scared them. But Izuku didn’t notice their looks or the fact that they had all gone silent to watch the exchange with baited breath.

“Shut it and sit there Deku.” Bakugou said pointing with his thumb over his shoulder to the seat behind him. Izuku’s smile grew wider and he happily complied slipping past the shocked glasses boy and taking his seat. Bakugou had saved him a seat, what a good friend. It also just happened to be close to a window so Izuku could get fresh air if the scents in the room started to bother him. Whether Bakugou had planned that or not Izuku wasn’t sure.

Curiously the other seats closest to the blonde were empty like people were weary of approaching Bakugou’s area. Izuku had a rough idea of why, Bakugou had told him about the exam and he had thought the details had been exaggerated. From their classmates unease though perhaps Bakugou had told it more accurately than he had assumed.

 “Kacchan put your feet down. Don’t want to get in trouble on the first day right?” Izuku said leaning forward over the desk towards Bakugou.

“I thought I told you to shut it.” Bakugou growled at him without turning around. Although he did slowly shift and take his legs off the desk while Izuku sat back happy with the situation. “What the fuck are you staring at Four Eyes?!”

Iida stood still in shock at the way the beta had just waltz into the alpha’s territory and even seemed to be able to influence the explosive blonde. The entire class had given him a wide berth and a few students were milling about not wanting to take the remaining seats near him. That combined with the sudden feeling he had gotten as the boy brushed past him was a huge mystery. Iida quickly assessed the situation and ignored Bakugou in favor of going up to Izuku’s desk. It was clear if he was going to make headway with the alpha it would be through this beta.

“Hello! I am Iida Tenya and I look forward to working with you as students pursuing the same goals!” Iida said boisterously. Izuku’s eyes lit up as he realized the boy was introducing himself in an attempt to become friends. Iida seemed a to be a rule follower from what Izuku could tell, an air of authority in him that wasn’t just the alpha aura.

“Hi I’m-“ Izuku began only to jump as a hand slammed down on his desk.

“Hey Four Eyes what the fuck did I just say about leaving? Your ears as bad as your eyes or something?” Bakugou snarled suddenly letting off dominating pheromones.

“Bakugou that language is inappropriate for a student aiming to be a hero.” Iida said. “Watch your profanity.” He was letting off his alpha scent as well, chest puffing up again as the two alphas began a staring contest. Izuku was getting light headed as the air filled around him, looking down at his desk instinctively at the display.

The moment was broken when the door to the room slid open again and a disturbing sleeping bag wormed its way across the floor. All eyes snapped to it and watched as it slunk its way to the middle of the front of the room. Iida quickly retreated from the silent battle to his own seat on the other side of the room. He took his seat as the bag rose up and unzipped revealing their homeroom teacher.

“Quiet down and listen up. I’m your teacher Aizawa. Now for our first day we will be doing a physical assessment.” He clicked a button on the remote in his hand and shelves came out of the wall. “Hurry up and grab your gym clothes. Meet me out on the practice field in ten minutes.”

Everyone blinked at the shortest introduction they had ever heard as they watched Aizawa walk out of the room. Then there was a flurry of movement as everyone scrambled to grab their clothes and go change. Bakugou was one of the quickest retrieving his and Izuku’s gym clothes before it became too crowded.

“Thanks.” Izuku said thankful the alpha had thought to get his so he wouldn’t have to delve into the group of alphas. Bakugou grunted in return and together they made their way to the locker rooms. Bakugou was all too aware of Izuku’s scentless presence as they shuffled towards the locker room doors. He stopped short of the door and instead veered off course to a nearby restroom. Izuku continued to the locker room door intending to go in and assuming Bakugou had to relieve himself.

“Deku.” Bakugou growled grabbing his attention as he rested his hand on the door. Bakugou was giving him a glare but Izuku had learned long ago to interpret the small details of his glares to find out the real emotion behind them. The slightly more furrowed brow indicated he was annoyed and concerned. “Go change in one of the stalls in here.”

Izuku tilted his head a bit confused at the command before he linked it all together. The alpha was concerned about an omega changing in front of all those other alphas. His face went tomato red and he averted his eyes in embarrassment nodding to Bakugou’s suggestion. During gym in middle school Bakugou would hide him behind lockers and guard him from sight of the mostly beta class. Here, there were many alphas and if Iida was any indication from earlier Bakugou’s posturing wouldn’t scare them off. He shuffled past Bakugou into the restroom and locked the stall behind him quickly changing.

“This teacher seems like he’s going to be a pain in the ass. What the fuck was with that shitty greeting?” Bakugou said as he loomed at the entrance of the restroom ready to chase off anyone that might enter.

“From the few times I’ve met him he’s been blunt and apathetic. He doesn’t exactly give off a friendly vibe.” Izuku said from his stall as he zipped up his suit. Thinking of the hero during the times he had come to recover girl with minor injuries from working missions. He certainly hadn’t been talkative at the time so he didn’t really know what to expect from their homeroom teacher.

“Whatever. At least he’s getting straight to it. None of the usual bullshit schools waste time doing on first days. I can get behind him on that at least.” Bakugou said smirking and getting himself hyped as Izuku left the stall dressed and ready to go. They left the restroom and Bakugou entered the locker room giving a gruff demand for Izuku to wait outside the door. Izuku rolled his eyes and leaned against the wall already sure that Bakugou wanted to scope out the competition before the assessment.

The door opened next to him and a strange dual haired boy came walking out. He paused in his exit though, and Izuku realized he was in range of his quirk and politely scooted away to not leave the other boy under its influence. He knew people felt better when they felt his quirk but he didn’t want to use it on someone who hadn’t asked. The other boy turned to look at him with a stoic glance. Izuku gave a tentative smile at the alpha and averted his eyes feeling awkward at prolonged eye contact. The other boy simply stared back at him expressionless and then promptly left without a word.

Izuku let out a breath he didn’t realize he had been holding. For some reason that alpha had seemed really intimidating. Izuku was also put off at the fact that it was a little rude to say nothing. Then again he hadn’t exactly spoken up either. He was trying to figure out the social etiquette of that moment in his mumbling when Bakugou emerged to find him in that state.

“Deku you’re muttering again.” Bakugou growled before leading the way out of the hall. Izuku immediately closed his mouth and followed behind the blonde alpha, the same way he had done for years. They made it out onto the field on time, Bakugou stood off to the side a little away from the class with Izuku at his side. He planned to keep Izuku’s boost out of their range.


Izuku heaved another breath as he finally was allowed to sit back and rest after finishing the last test. He was shaking but it was more from worry about the results of the test. Aizawa had seemed completely serious when he had said the last place student would be dropped from the course. It had been a bomb shell dropped on the unsuspecting students and now everyone had given tooth and nail to place anywhere but last. When he had announced it he also made Izuku go stand alone away from the other students so that his quirk didn’t interfere with the results of others.

Izuku stood up putting his hands on his hips, he could feel his energy replenishing from his quirk already. At least with it he had more stamina than most of his classmates and combined with the strength he had gained when training with Bakugou he had done pretty decently on the tests. Even with the little edge his quirk had given him many of the students had gotten at least one crazy score during a test, he just held an above average physical fitness for each. That made him worry.

“Alright let’s see how things have turned out.” Aizawa called and students went to surround him. Bakugou came up beside Izuku, he had been steaming since Aizawa made him leave Izuku’s side.

“I’m worried Kacchan.” Izuku said feeling his eyes go a little watery as he thought that he might fail and ruin his and Bakugou’s dream.

“Why? You did better than most of these dipshits.” Bakugou said looking forward and waiting for the teacher as he clicked for a hologram to turn on. With every name Izuku scanned his heart beat faster, slowly going down the list before resting on his own name. “See what did I tell you?” Bakugou said.

Izuku felt like he just dropped a ten million pound weight off his chest. He had place 16th, far from the final place. A wail came from their left and both looked over to see a short kid with strange purple balls on his head crying and instantly complaining that this was unfair or rigged. The kid was immediately wrapped in Aizawa’s strange scarf so that he would shut up.

“Good work today, class dismissed. Let today be a lesson to you that being a hero means giving it your all at everything you do. You should also remember that this occupation is brutal and making it big will mean that you have to out do your colleagues. Ambition, competition, and standing your ground will be what defines your success. See most of you in class tomorrow.” Aizawa said releasing the still crying boy and immediately left the students on the field.

“Damn that’s just cold.” A red haired boy said rubbing the back of his head and going over to offer the grape headed one some help while everyone else slowly dispersed. Bakugou growled and walked up to the hologram to inspect the listing closer and probably memorize the placement of people. Izuku was about to join him but a hand fell onto his shoulder stopping him.

“We were interrupted earlier so allow me to reintroduce myself properly.” Iida said as Izuku turned around. Izuku brightened at that, he had felt left out for having been isolated during most of their first day of class. The alpha before him might seem a little strict but he was making an effort to be his friend. Izuku couldn’t be happier. “I’m Iida Tenya, a pleasure to make your acquaintance…?”

“Midoriya Izuku, and the pleasure is all mine!” Izuku said turning and shaking the broad chested alpha’s hand energetically, the fatigue he had a moment ago already long forgotten. He could see his new friend also regaining energy just by standing near him and he smiled at being able to help.

“Ah, hello there!” a small voice called out and a girl’s head popped into view from behind Iida. Pretty brown hair and eyes and a bubbly disposition, she also had a beta scent. Izuku hadn’t noticed there was a beta in the class, she sat on the other side of the classroom and her scent was drowned out by the many alphas between them.

“Hi.” Izuku said smiling sheepishly at her and giving a friendly wave towards her. She seemed encouraged by this and bounced up to introduce herself too.

“I’m Uraraka Ochako. You have no idea how relieved I was that there was another beta in the class.” Uraraka said joining their triad.

“Ha, is it that obvious?” Izuku said awkwardly shifting his eyes away. Even if he had to keep secrets, he didn’t like lying to people.

“You can tell just by the way you hold yourself. You have the beta butt walk.” Uraraka said winking at him making his face heat up. “What’s with your scent though?”

“Oh! I have to wear scent blockers when I’m helping Recovery Girl. My quirk heals people so I’m training under her for that kind of knowledge.” Izuku explained blushing a bit more by their surprise.

“Wow! Your quirk is really cool, I can feel its effects already!” Uraraka said stretching and sighing in comfort at the feeling of the day melting away from her tired limbs.

“I must profess I’m jealous at you initiative. You are already in serious training with a well respected hero. Truly a promising beginning that I need to catch up to.” Iida said complimenting Izuku. Izuku shuffled, he wasn’t used to talking to people and receiving compliments so genuine. He gave a big embarrassed smile at the comment. These guys seemed to be nice and he happily chatted with them some more before eventually being dragged away by Bakugou.

They walked home together that day, Bakugou was ranting about the fact that he hadn’t placed first. Izuku hummed and listened to the angry snarls, they had become a comforting background noise to him over the years. Their first day at UA had come to an end, it had gone well though Izuku worried for them with such a crazy homeroom teacher. He would have to make sure Bakugou didn’t do anything too bad to get himself kicked out.

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Izuku sat on the couch in the living room watching an interview of Best Jeanist while vaguely and mindlessly writing a history paper due in a few days. So far his time in the class had been great, he even managed to become friendly with many people despite Bakugou’s constant effort to repel people. A lot of that was do to Iida’s dedication to become closer to his peers and Kirishima’s laid back attitude that diffused any situation Bakugou got them into. After a few days they seemed to reach a balance and Bakugou now grudgingly accepted the two other alpha presences around Izuku.

Uraraka was a lot of fun to hang out with for Izuku. He occasionally made it out of the alpha’s hearing range and the two of them would let off some steam and rant about the constant alpha pressure in the class. Having her around calmed his nerves. Izuku finished the last paragraph about omegan ‘pet’ keeping hundreds of years ago just as the phone rang. He immediately jumped to his feet and ran to grab it already knowing who it was.

“Hey Dad.” Izuku said his smile very much translated in his voice.

“Hey squirt, how have you been doing? High school should have started for you by now right?” Hisashi asked wiping a bit of blood from his hand. He never missed his weekly call to his family, and he wasn’t going to let his job get in the way. Besides he could handle it with one hand.

“Been doing good. Kacchan started to loosen up and I’ve made a lot of friends. You wouldn’t believe how much homework they can assign to us on the first week. Then again I think I have the scariest homeroom teacher ever..” Izuku continued to ramble on about life at home. Hisashi pressed the phone against his chest to muffle the sound of his fire being used. A scream sounded in front of him and an alarm started to go off. He pressed the phone back to his ear.

“…and its still probably the best school ever especially the food. Hey is everything ok on your end? I think I can hear an alarm or something.” Izuku said with concern. His Dad was working in a plant overseas right now, he didn’t want to distract him if it was dangerous.

“Ah that’s just a signal dismissing us for lunch.” Hisashi said shrugging it off and then pressing the phone again while he aimed a blast of fire from his throat at the offending thing. Its cries slowly died as the machine melted. He brought the phone back up, “Your school sounds great. Is your mom doing ok on money? It sounds a little expensive, tell her I can send you guys more if you need it.”

“Don’t worry about it! I kind of got in on a scholarship…” Izuku said sheepishly, UA had suspended tuition payments for him because of his recommendation. He wondered when he could tell his dad about his quirk and what school he was going to. His mother still insisted on keeping it a secret. Maybe he could save it as a surprise for when his dad came home.

“That’s great Izuku, I always knew you were going to be a sharp one.” Hisashi said. He was enjoying hearing his son’s voice full of happiness, it was one of the reasons he had this job. The other reason was the satisfactory feeling he got when he felt the crunch of a guys nose under his kick while the man had been shaking on the ground from his burns. “So how is your mom doing?”

“You know mom, always a worry wart. She’s been making me apply double layers of the blockers in the mornings now since there’s a lot of alphas in my class. She’s over at Kacchan’s place right now hanging out with Mrs. Bakugou. Sorry Dad I should have reminded her today was your call in day.” Izuku said awkwardly. His mom had avoided the last call too, Izuku knew there was rocky relationship between them. He just hoped it would be fixed when his dad came home. It must just be the stress of having her husband far away.

“Don’t worry about it kiddo, just give her a kiss for me when she comes home.” Hisashi said while he raided a computer for the files he was looking for. Plugging in a USB he searched for the right documents smiling when it popped up on the screen. He quickly downloaded it and then uploaded a horrid virus to the computer effectively trashing the database.

“Dad?” Izuku asked hesitantly on the other end of the phone. Hisashi paused in his work listening carefully. His son rarely asked for things but from the tone he was about to. “When are you coming home? It’ll be soon right?”

Hisashi stood up straight, Izuku had stopped asking that question a few years ago. To hear it again warmed Hisashi’s heart knowing his son was missing him. However it also poked at the more cold and analytical part of his mind. Something had to have changed for Izuku to be asking this all of a sudden, that and the fact that Inko was avoiding him. But he put the thoughts to the side for now. He vaguely heard sirens in the distance, he needed to wrap things up.

“As long as things go well here, I’ll be home in a few months.” Hisashi said a faint smile gracing his lips. Just a few more and he would be home to taste Inko’s cooking again. Izuku’s breath rhythm changed on the phone telling Hisashi that Izuku wore a smile mirroring his own.

“Good. There are a few things I want to tell you more about Dad. I think you’ll be proud of how I’ve grown.” Izuku said. Again the foreboding feeling tugged at Hisashi’s mind but he kept it in check listening to Izuku’s genuine desire to have him home.

“Well I hope your not still a cry baby, even omega’s grow out of that I hope.” Hisashi said chuckling as he pictured Izuku’s nearly always watery eyes when he had been a toddler. Izuku felt his face heat up, he was still a pretty emotional person. “Alright I got to go, the guys are headed out to eat right now. Be safe Izuku.”

“You too Dad. Talk to you next week.” Izuku said and all too soon Hisashi was left without that loving voice again. He sighed, cracked his neck, and then stow away the USB turning to the doors of the building he was in. Blue and red lights flashed outside, he even spotted a few hero costumes making an appearance. He had lingered too long here, things were going to get messy.

Izuku hung up the phone feeling giddy. His father had said he’d be home in a few months. He couldn’t wait, it would be the perfect time to reveal to his dad about his quirk and school. This left him plenty of time to get better at quirk control and to really develop into a hero, or at least the beginning of the hero he wanted to be. He couldn’t wait to tell his mom the good news.

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Inko came home humming to herself. Mitsuki was a friend that could make the world melt away and make her stop worrying. She had been going over to her friend every time she expected Hisashi to call for weeks now. Inko didn’t want to hear his voice or be reminded of the man that her son still talked about in a loving way. She really needed to tell him the truth, she just didn’t want to do that to him yet.

“I’m home Izuku!” Inko called as she closed the apartment door behind herself. She heard her son scramble a little, no doubt having been enthralled in some video of a hero or studying some medical book Recovery Girl was making him read.

“Welcome back mom! How were the Bakugou’s?” Izuku asked poking his head into the hall while she kicked off her shoes coming inside.

“They were doing good. Actually they invited us over for dinner tonight.” Inko stated absentmindedly as she looked for the book she had been reading earlier that day.

“Sweet! I need Kacchan’s help with this math problem anyway.” Izuku said. The alpha was pretty good at math, he had to be when calculating trajectory with his explosions. He hadn’t hung out at Bakugou’s place in a while, it would be fun. Izuku paused in the doorway to the living room watching as his mother found her book. “Dad called today.”

“Ah sorry I forgot! Did you give him lots of love for me?” Inko said facing away from Izuku so that he couldn’t see the slight wince when she said these words. Both she and Izuku wore their emotions of their sleeves, it made it all the harder to hide things from him.

“Uh, yeah. He said he loves you too. But mom guess what?” Izuku said getting a little excited. Inko felt herself pale, her son was excited after talking to his father. They couldn’t be good news for Inko.

“What is it Izuku?” She said trying to keep the fright from her voice.

“He said he’ll be coming home soon. Like in a few months.” Izuku said smiling happily while Inko felt dread consume her.


“That was delicious Mrs. Bakugou!” Izuku said as he gathered up his plate to take to the kitchen. They had come for dinner and Izuku would never say aloud that her cooking wasn’t the best. In fact a few things seemed to have been burnt but he had eaten it all anyway.

“What have I said about this ‘Mrs.’ Crap? Call me Aunt Mitsuki or something.” Mitsuki said giving a light smack on Izuku’s head. Ever since he was a kid he insisted on calling her in a more formal matter until she corrected him during that conversation. He always went back to the formal way their next meeting.

“Sorry Aunty.” Izuku said rubbing the back of his head in feigned pain. Mitsuki huffed approval while Bakugou came walking back into the kitchen in a black tank and grey sweats. Everyone was dressed pretty lazily in the house, even Izuku who was wearing a green hoody with black basketball shorts.

“Hey Kacchan…Want to play some games?” Izuku said as he dropped off his dishes and turned to the alpha. Bakugou growled in annoyance, fake annoyance but he wasn’t going to show that to the omega. He read the context of the question, what Izuku was really asking for was permission to go to his room and nest for a little while.

“Sure.” Bakugou said watching Izuku brighten as he quickly made his way past the alpha and disappearing upstairs. Mitsuki chuckled when she saw Bakugou’s eyes lingering after Izuku. Bakugou’s attention snapped to the sound of mockery and he growled at her. She just chuckled again before turning to the dishes. “What are you laughing at Hag?”

“Oh nothing. Why don’t you go make sure Izuku doesn’t mess up your room?” Mitsuki said pointing out the obvious encroachment on his territory that he didn’t seem bothered by. Bakugou growled again before turning to leave as Inko made her way into the kitchen. When Inko heard Bakugou’s steps fade away upstairs she came up next to Mitsuki and began to help with the dishes.

“Go ahead and spill it.” Mitsuki said with impatience. She had just relaxed the beta this morning but when Inko had come back she seemed even more wound up than usual. Inko tensed a bit before resigning to the idea of getting it off her chest.

“Hisashi called today and told Izuku he would be coming home.” Inko said getting straight to the point like Mitsuki often told her to. Mitsuki studied Inko’s face at this, during their time together Inko had divulged more and more to Mitsuki. Inko was just really lonely and having someone to lean on was the best thing ever. However, it didn’t mean she told Mitsuki the whole truth.

“So are you worried about what he will do when he gets out of jail?” Mitsuki asked. Inko had told her the man was in jail for robbery and called weekly to check in with the family. Mitsuki had also observed Inko closely over the years, she was a terrible liar.

“Yes. He’s been gone for so long, I guess I started to hope he would just remain a voice on the other side of the phone.” Inko said keeping her eyes down at the soap bubbles. Mitsuki didn’t know the details or why Inko lied to her but she did know Inko was never worried without reason.

“If you don’t want him in your home then just tell him. I’m sure you could get police protection if you really do feel worried.” Mitsuki said encouraging her friend to seek help. Whatever Inko was fearing the law could help her but Inko automatically shook her head no seemingly horrified at the idea. “Well then maybe you should just cut off contact with him. Though if you do that it would only make an alpha mad…”

“You’re right. It would make him mad…” Inko said fear in her voice but some kind of determination filtering into her eyes. Mitsuki hadn’t seen this strength in a while. “If I do I’ll need to move too. Maybe we can just avoid him.”

Mitsuki watched as the gears turned in Inko’s head. She didn’t understand what her friend was going through but she knew something needed to change. Maybe a move would be for the better. She just wondered what Inko would tell Izuku.


Bakugou stomped up to his room and slammed the door shut for good measure. Who did the Old Hag think she was giving him those stupid ‘knowing’ looks? His palms sparked a little in his agitation as he turned to look at his room. As expected Izuku’s head start was enough to ruin his bed. Already Izuku had arranged pillows, the blanket, and a few discarded clothing items into a roughly circular shape on his bed. A smaller All Might blanket was wrapped around the little omega as he adjusted one of the pillows into a pointless and perfect position.

Bakugou couldn’t remember when Izuku had started nesting when he came to his house. But he felt his chest swell a little at the sight of the contented omega on his bed. Fluffy green hair bouncing as Izuku turned those stupidly big forest green eyes to him. The smile on the omega’s face making the freckles shine just a bit more in Bakugou’s vision. Fuck why was he so cute…

“What game do you want to play today Kacchan?” Izuku asked. He said it so innocently while sitting on Bakugou’s bed. The idiot didn’t realize how that sounded to the alpha. Bakugou turned to grab his laptop and willed the blush that had certainly crept onto his face to go away. He sat on the edge of the bed outside of the nest and Izuku crawled forward to be next to him while still being inside the nest.

“I dunno, I’ll play some battle royale or something to blow the heads off some noobs.” Bakugou said involuntarily trying to catch the scent of the omega as Izuku leaned over to see the screen. He felt disappointed at the lack of scent, it was one of the reasons he insisted they hang out at Izuku’s place more than his. Izuku’s apartment had his omegan scent lingering everywhere, it was the one place Bakugou got to enjoy it since Izuku wore blockers everywhere else.

“Woah you’re on a good kill streak tonight.” Izuku said in awe as Bakugou killed his seventh opponent in a row. He felt pride rush through his veins at the omega’s compliment and soon the game spouted a victory sequence letting Bakugou know he had beaten the entire server. He turned a cocky smirk to the omega and Izuku returned it, impressed by Bakugou’s skill in the game. “Kacchan that was awesome.”


The class was just let off from history class by Aizawa when the door slid open and a booming voice resonated through the room. Izuku smiled at the sound, his recharge session with All Might that morning had worked him up quite a bit, the hero seemed more pumped up than usual. Everyone in the room was excited about having the number one hero as their teacher and they started chattering to each other. Aizawa stood looking as dead as usual and simply left the class to All Might’s animated teaching.

“Today we're doing mock battles!” All Might announced making Bakugou sit up and his palms start smoking. Bakugou had started to lose hope in this school from the lack of battle training. His hopes were now raised again and he grinned sadistically. “And if you’re going to fight you better look cool doing it!”

A click had their clothing lockers coming out of the wall. When students opened them they found their hero costumes ready to go. Izuku blushed at his own, he had originally designed a costume after All Might but forgot to submit it. Now he was left with what Recovery Girl had decided for him. It was the same kind of body suit but it lacked the hood and was colored red and white. On the back there was a medical Rod of Asclepius in red with the wings of the symbol sticking out from the costume. He also had a medic satchel packed with plenty of supplies he would need out in the field.

He changed in the restroom again with Bakugou blocking the door. It was now a routine, one he hoped his classmates wouldn’t ask about. He emerged from his stall and he could have sworn he saw Bakugou’s cheeks grow red before the alpha quickly turned away from him. Izuku looked in the mirror to see the little red wings of his costume poking out from behind his shoulders. This was overly cute, not as cool as he had hoped he would be when he donned a hero costume.

“Kacchan this feels silly.” Izuku said blushing at himself in the mirror. Bakugou grunted agreement, looking at Izuku over his shoulder. He turned even redder unsure of what to do with the costume.

“You look fine.” Bakugou grumbled under his breath almost too quiet for Izuku to catch. Izuku perked up a little at that, happy that the alpha was trying to make him feel better.

They left the bathroom and Izuku waited outside of the locker room for Bakugou to change. When Bakugou came out next Izuku couldn’t help but stare at the alpha’s look. The costume truly expressed the boy accenting in orange like his explosions and he had grenade like gauntlets on his arms. He looked bad ass and Izuku couldn’t help but be envious. Bakugou basked in Izuku’s attention, smirking as Izuku’s eyes roamed over him obviously enthralled in the alpha’s new look.

“Kacchan you look so cool!” Izuku said finally snapping out of his reverence and coming up to the alpha.

“Yeah he does! Though all the black kind of gives off a villainy vibe dude.” Kirishima coming out of the locker room and adjusting the straps that were on his shoulders. Izuku’s face heated a little at the bare-chested alpha’s entrance to the conversation while Bakugou turned to tell him off.

“Shut it Shitty Hair.” Bakugou said immediately annoyed that the moment with Izuku was ruined by the other alpha’s entrance. Kirishima chuckled and made his way down the hall in the direction where the mock battles would take place. Bakugou growled at Kirishima’s back and he and Izuku followed him.

They made it out onto the artificially built street and city. Bakugou recognized the area as the same from the entrance exam while Izuku looked around curiously.

“Deku you look adorable in that costume!” Uraraka came up to the group with Iida close on her heels. Izuku took in Uraraka’s costume as well, it was little tight fitting to say the least and he averted his eyes before thoughts could form in his head.

“You look cute too Uraraka.” Izuku stuttered out and Bakugou became agitated next to him. He didn’t like this beta girl one bit. She constantly ogled Izuku with her eyes, even stole Bakugou’s nick name for Izuku. He itched to put her in her place but every time he tried both Izuku and Iida would snap at him about manners.

“I think they made my costume too tight its embarrassing.” Uraraka said blushing and pulling a little at the material. Before they could continue the conversation All Might called for their attention and explained the exercise. Everyone would be split into teams of hero and villain duos, they had capture tape to take out the other team and they needed to get the bomb before the timer ran out. When he asked for questions a tall girl with dark hair and a rather revealing shirt rose her hand.

“Sir how will you divide teams up? Also with Mr. Aizawa’s expulsion of a student we are at an odd number, will there be a team of three and how would you propose to balance that situation?” She questioned quick and to the point. All Might paused at that observation having forgotten that the class was down by one thanks to his colleagues cold assessment.

“Ah right you are young lady! Let’s see…” He hummed trying to figure out what the best fix for this would be. His eyes roamed over the promising heroes before settling on a mass of green hair. “How about this class, I’ll have young Midoriya be a third member of a hero team. His quirk will boost the hero’s quirks but I’ll also halve the time for his team.”

People mumbled unsure about the set up. Izuku wasn’t so sure about it either. His quirk would give a hero duo quite a boost, even with the time halved would it be enough to deal with a three on two fight?

“Just keep in mind that if a villain gets close enough they can benefit from his quirk too!” All Might said trying to ease the seemingly negative response to his suggestion. Some people looked a little more enthusiastic about it and grumbles of agreement came from the crowd. “Its settled then. Midoriya I’ll send you with the first hero team that comes up. Now lets do a random draw for teams!”

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 “This is bullshit!” Bakugou seethed while standing next to Iida. He should have been paired up with Izuku, now he had to play the villain with Goody Two-Shoes. He glared over at the hero team he would be facing. Izuku was standing with that annoying beta who was bouncing around happily holding Izuku’s hands. Seeing the contact between the two only made him angrier.

“Calm down Bakugou. We need to come up with a plan.” Iida said trying to get Bakugou to compose himself. Bakugou felt his eye twitch, did the alpha next to him just tell him to calm down?

“Shut the fuck up Four Eyes. I already have a plan, you think we have to guard a weapon? Yeah right, the best weapon is standing over there.” Bakugou growled eyes still pinned on the hand holding that was going on too long between the omega and beta. Izuku had a light blush on his face and was obviously becoming uncomfortable with the prolonged contact.

“Alright villains! Go ahead and prepare your lair. The heroes will be upon you in five minutes!” All Might said through their communicators. Bakugou gave one last look at the triad he would be up against, his omega, a too touchy beta, and an annoying bare alpha that had made Izuku blush back at the locker room. Bakugou hadn’t missed that, no he had taken note of it. So far Kirishima hadn’t touched Izuku and was just standing by smiling but Bakugou guessed he would want to. Who wouldn’t want to?

“We had better get going.” Iida said trying not to sound demanding. Bakugou tsked and turned around marching into the building with Iida on his heels. They had their bomb placed on one of the upper floors and when they reached it Bakugou stayed in the door way looking out at the hallway.

“When this starts you stay here Four Eyes. I’ll head out and get Deku then take out those two extras tagging with him.” Bakugou said smirk stretched across his face and palms popping eagerly at having an excuse to put the beta and alpha in their place.

“I strongly disagree Bakugou! That makes little sense, you should stay here since your quirk would be able to keep anyone at bay. I will go out with the capture tape and make quick work of them. You would deal with anyone who I miss.” Iida stated logically but Bakugou had him tuned out. Bakugou had shown a lot of these extras how powerful he is from the entrance exam. Now he wanted them to see what Izuku could do with him.

“The timer starts now!” All Might called through the ear buds of both the hero’s and villain’s.


“Do you think Iida will be waiting on the first floor for us?” Uraraka asked quietly as the trio made their way into the building keeping their footsteps quiet and quick.

“I don’t think so, with our reduced time it wouldn’t make sense to try and engage us immediately. They’ll let us wonder and map the area as long as their bomb isn’t on the first floor.” Izuku whispered back to her as Kirishima poked his head around the corner scanning for any sign of the ‘villains’.

“I guess that’s true.” Uraraka said nervously. Neither her quirk nor Izuku’s were particularly offensive. Even Kirishima’s was more of a defensive type unless it was hand to hand. Izuku gulped thinking about the looks they received from Bakugou before he had disappeared into the building. The alpha would definitely be waiting to blow them up, he could attack long and short range, making him a formidable enemy. Izuku knew Iida was a speed quirk so it would make sense for him to engage them first.

“All clear.” Kirishima said and they proceeded down the hall. Izuku was running options through his head. His quirk boosted his teammates but he wasn’t sure exactly how that would effect the outcome of battles. He was stuck in his own thoughts, trusting Kirishima and Uraraka to be on alert when he heard the familiar sound of an explosion. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Bakugou rocketing towards them down a branching hall way.

Immediately Izuku pushed his teammates and they all dodged to the side as Bakugou came flying into their hall barely missing Uraraka in an explosion. Izuku was lucky he had the trained with Bakugou so often, it was now instinct to dodge when he heard the popping.

“Deku.” Bakugou said standing up from where he had crouched, Izuku shivered at the almost sadistic grin Bakugou had on his face.

“R-Run.” Izuku said to his teammates recognizing the look in Bakugou’s eyes. The blonde was planning on holding nothing back and their best option would be to get out of range before Bakugou could get close to his quirk's range. No one argued with Izuku’s command and everyone turned and ran down the hall.

“This isn’t very manly, but Bakubro totally switched the situation on us. Got any advice for a fight with him?” Kirishima asked between breaths looking to Izuku. Izuku opened his mouth to suggest something but explosions sounded off behind them indicating Bakugou was giving chase. They came to the end of the hall and it spilt into opposing directions. Bakugou came barreling up behind them making them jump in different directions to avoid the human missile. Uraraka separated from them into the opposing hall looking back a little frightened and looking like she wanted to get past Bakugou to rejoin the other two.

“Just go!” Izuku shouted at her making her hesitate then nod and turn to explore the other half of the building while Bakugou reeled on Kirishima and him.

“Get your ass over here Deku!” Bakugou growled stepping forward with heated hands. Izuku shook his head no making Bakugou boil. So Bakugou was coming after him instead of focusing on the defense of the bomb? He wasn’t sure if that was a good or bad thing. Good because it meant the villain forces were split, bad because now Bakugou was going to be relentless.

Bakugou blew forward again reaching toward Izuku who moved to dodge and then Kirishima jumped in front of him hardening his arms as he blocked Bakugou’s way. Izuku tried to reel in his quirk and focus it on the small space between him and Kirishima granting the red head the quirks effects while pulling it out of Bakugou’s reach.

“Out of the way Shitty Hair!” Bakugou yelled pounding against Kirishima, explosion after explosion. Yet Kirishima held his ground he was actually smiling a toothy grin right in Bakugou’s face. Izuku’s quirk was doing wonders for him. He barely felt the explosions and he felt no drain on his stamina, he even felt energized.

“Jeez you’re really riled up Bakugou.” Kirishima commented as he countered another blow. When Kirishima had his attention on that attack Bakugou swept a leg out from under the red head making him fall over with a surprised gasp.

Immediately Bakugou’s hands reached out and grabbed the front of Izuku’s costume dragging him forward, the light of triumph was in the alpha’s eyes. Except Izuku wasn’t going to let himself be used against his team. He pulled his quirk in until it was just about a millimeter in range from his skin. He hated doing that, it felt like his whole body had been stuffed into a too small box that it shouldn’t be able to fit in. He could barely breathe at the feeling and quickly moved to get rid of Bakugou so he could get rid of the feeling.

Izuku hopped into the air and for a brief moment he was suspended only by Bakugou’s fists and then he brought both his feet down hard into the alpha’s stomach effectively knocking the wind out of the blonde. The attack was hard enough to get Bakugou to loosen his grip on Izuku’s shirt and Izuku took the nanosecond he had to scramble away and out of his grasp. Kirishima was already up again ready to fight.

“Deku I found the weapon!” came Uraraka’s quiet voice in his ear surprising him as he dodged behind Kirishima when Bakugou lunged at him again.

“Good work Uraraka.” Izuku grunted while Kirishima went back to defense, this time far more focused on the fight and not distracted by the high feeling he got from Izuku. “Where is it?”

Uraraka described the route she took and the room and Izuku mentally narrowed in on the spot. He nodded to himself as a plan formed in his head.

“Crap I’ve been spotted!” Uraraka said over the communicator and Izuku could hear Iida talking in an oddly villainous voice like some kind of bad drama on TV.

“Try not to get captured for now. Keep Iida distracted. I have a plan.” Izuku said and felt Kirishima stumble next to him. They needed to get away from the blonde and go to the spot he needed to be at.

“Kirishima, we need to get a move on. This might be awkward, but this is the best we can do!” Izuku shouted over the constant explosions. Kirishima glanced questioningly over his shoulder at Izuku who blushed a little. Bakugou felt rage fill him when he saw that look on Izuku’s face and he threw a right hook at Kirishima. Kirishima dodged quickly and used the moment to harden his fist and punch Bakugou into the gut making the alpha cough. Izuku took the lull in the fight as his opportunity, he jumped onto a surprised Kirishima’s back wrapping his arms around his neck and legs around his torso.

“Run down the hall and take a right!” Izuku commanded and Kirishima followed his instructions laughing at the silliness of the situation.

“Dang you’re light. You have a plan right?” Kirishima asked as he ran. Bakugou recovered from his now very bruised gut and regained air in his lungs enough to snarl at the retreat. If it was Izuku’s plan to press all of his buttons it was working. Izuku was using their strategy against him. They had practiced with Izuku piggy backing Bakugou when he had had little control over his quirk.

“DEKU!” Bakugou roared as he shot after them. The sound of the absolute fury made Izuku’s blood run cold. He wanted to submit to the alpha right then and there. Izuku was pressed up against Kirishima’s back and his head was close to the alpha’s scent gland. Inhaling Kirishima’s scent made him able to resist the urge to submit. Izuku directed them for a few more turns before they came skidding into the room he wanted them to be in.

“You sure this is the spot?” Kirishima said turning his head slightly to look at Izuku. Izuku nodded and grimaced at the next phase of his plan. Bakugou came pounding into the room just as Izuku finished explaining the plan to his two teammates. Kirishima whipped around still holding Izuku on his back.

“Think you can handle it Kirishima?” Izuku whispered into Kirishima’s ear making the red head smile again.

“You bet!” he said confidently and crouched a little in preparation for the attack that was sure to come.

Seeing Izuku so comfortably fit on another alpha and even making another alpha smile made Bakugou lose all sense of control. Not that he had much in the beginning anyway. He launched himself forward aiming to explode Kirishima’s face. Kirishima reached out and grabbed the outstretched arm twisting it. At the same time Izuku released his quirk to its maximum capacity and range while Bakugou’s explosion released upward.

Izuku hid his face against the back of Kirishima’s neck as the huge explosion went off blasting through the floors of the building. The power behind it sent off a shockwave that the students in the observation room felt. Izuku was lucky Kirishima had such a defensive quirk otherwise they might not have survived that. On the upper floor with the weapon Uraraka used the rubble as weapons and jumped for the bomb.

“Time’s up!” All Might said through their ear buds.

Uraraka fell flat on her face back to the floor at the news. While Izuku and Kirishima felt their triumphant looks fall. Kirishima let Izuku slide off his back and when he turned around Izuku forgot about the heart-breaking defeat and instead tried to hold in a laugh. Kirishima’s quirk meant he wouldn’t get hurt from the explosions but it did nothing against the soot from the huge explosion they just experienced. Kirishima’s whole face was black from ash and dirt from the rubble. Kirishima frowned at Izuku’s reaction making Izuku unable to contain his laughter.  

“Why are you laughing?” Kirishima questioned still not noticing the state he was in.

“Your face!” Izuku laughed and panted eyes beginning to water from his own laughter. Except it was cut off when Bakugou pushed Kirishima to the side and grabbed Izuku by his shirt again instantly making Izuku sober up. He still held rage in his crimson eyes making Izuku alarmed.

“What the fuck was that Deku?!” Bakugou shouted in his face making the omega want to curl in on himself as the raging aura devoured him.

“Woah chill out Bakugou, your team won.” Kirishima said putting a hand on the blonde’s shoulder but Bakugou shrugged him off.

“K-Kacchan!” Izuku said realizing just how angry the blonde was. The fist that held the front of his shirt was shaking and he was seething, red eyes burning into him like brands.

“Don’t you fucking dare say a word.” Bakugou said his grip turning his knuckles white. Izuku’s mouth clicked shut like it always did. He simply hung there staring into angry red pools that threatened to burn him. Kirishima looked like he wanted to intervene but Izuku discretely waved him off. Instead he maintained eye contact with the alpha for another full minute before trying to talk again.

“Kacchan, lets go watch the others okay?” Izuku said quietly and calmly. Bakugou stared a moment longer before letting go of Izuku and turning away. When he did so he caught a familiar sweet scent and he turned back around so quick it might have given him whiplash if he wasn’t in Izuku’s quirk range.

“Deku.” Bakugou said lowly and Izuku looked at him alarmed. “Flowers are blooming.”

Izuku’s face paled as he recognized the phrase. They had come up with it long ago for when his scent was leaking through. He had sweated pretty hard through the exercise and Bakugou’s explosion had heated the area up. He had also unconsciously been trying to release his scent to calm the alpha making it stronger against what little of the blocker was left on him. He reached into his bag and felt the canister of blocker but didn’t want to bring it out because he knew they might still be on a screen display for the class.

“Is everything alright now?” Kirishima asked hesitantly from the doorway.

“We’re good now! I-I just need to go to the bathroom!” Izuku called not moving to the door. He didn’t want to get near the others least they pick up on his scent. Kirishima gave a concerned look between the two but saw that Bakugou had calmed down so he shrugged and left. Bakugou walked in front of Izuku as they exited the room too, he tried to pump out his musk to mask the slight scent coming off Izuku. Izuku ran into the bathroom before they met up with the others doing a quick reapply.

Kirishima was down the hall and ready to join his team mates when he noticed a strange scent that seemed to cling to him. It smelled sweet and he instinctively tried to find the source to no avail. However his search was suspended when Uraraka and Iida met up with him, both started laughing at his face like Izuku had. The smell was forgotten by the alpha.

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A much smaller Izuku sat in the corner of his little classroom doodling on paper to pass the time in his lonesome manner. His eyes tentatively looked over into Bakugou’s direction were he was playing with his usual followers. Izuku bit his lip wondering if it would be alright to invite the other boy over to see his drawings of the blond beating up some bad guys. He mumbled to himself over it.

Even though Bakugou no longer bullied him since the neck incident the blond still wasn’t what one would consider friendly. Yet the young alpha would even sometimes defend Izuku from others and would get pissy if Izuku left his line of sight for too long. Izuku’s child mind was very confused by these actions but he comforted himself with the thought that maybe this was a step towards friendship. Debating about friendships made him think of the only friend he had at the time. It had only been two weeks since his father disappeared to his job and had whisked Tomura away with him. Two weeks and Izuku was already getting lonely again.

Tomura hadn’t exactly been a very playful person except when it came to the small game boy he had been gifted. Most of the time Izuku simply played in front of him occasionally asking for the older boy’s input and getting a grunt in reply. They had watched videos of all of Izuku’s favorite heroes, especially All Might. Tomura always seemed so immersed in them, it was something of a shared interest between them. Those were the most fun times, sitting on the couch together with Tomura.

But now his friend was gone and he sat alone on the couch a lot. Sometimes his mom would join him and while he liked spending time with her it just wasn’t the same as having a friend. The cold attitude of Tomura was different from Bakugou’s constant boasting and commanding. But Izuku sensed a bond none the less with the other boy.

“What’s that smell?” a little beta girl near him asked to her companion who also lifted his head sniffing at the air. Izuku curiously sampled the air too but couldn’t really detect anything and his brow furrowed in confusion.

“Smells like…candy?” another kid piped up near him although it seemed to be posed as a question like they couldn’t quite place the scent. Izuku tried again to figure out what they were smelling but failed to pick out anything unnatural in the classroom. Yet a few students wondered around noses twitching and a bit of eagerness in their step to solve the mystery.

“Mmm, it smells good! Who is hiding the candy?” an excited girl said skipping closer to were Izuku sat in the corner. Suddenly Izuku stopped his observance of the others as the gradually neared his location. His mother’s warnings rang in his ears as he pieced together what was happening. It was the first time it had happened in the school. The air conditioning system had repairs being made to it leaving all the children a bit hotter than usual. The teacher had opened up all the windows in the classroom to attempt cooling the room. His sweat must be degrading the scent blocker.

His eyes snapped to the other side of the room where his small cubby held his backpack and at the very bottom of it was a portable can of scent blocker his mom said to use in emergencies. There was only one problem, there was a room full of sniffing alpha’s and beta’s between him and it. Izuku sat rigid under the window trying to make himself as small as possible and panic beginning to envelop him. His mind immediately brought up the image of his mother crying on the Bakugou’s floor again, if they found out his secret would his mom cry again?

His eyes became watery just at the thought of upsetting his mother. He desperately looked around trying to devise a plan in his head as slowly but surely kids gravitated towards him.

“What are you talking about?” Bakugou barked as the first girl wondered closer to his group. Izuku was just on the other side of them watching horrified.

“Don’t you smell that?” the girl asked taking a step back from Bakugou’s vicinity. At her question Bakugou tilted his head and scented the air his expression turned to confusion as he took in the scent. His followers were doing the same as Bakugou’s head turned to where Izuku sat, he had a good nose so tracking a scent was easy for him.

Crimson eyes locked onto watery green ones and understanding was quick to snap into his eyes but he kept his expression unchanged. His eyes lingered on Izuku’s for a moment longer watching him silently plead for help before turning back to the girl.

“Well duh, the flowers are blooming.” Bakugou said dismissively like the girl was stupid for not knowing. He turned and pointed at the window where sure enough the flower gardens lined up along the wall just beneath the windows. “Get your nose checked moron.”

The girl frowned at him and looked indignant but the growl he gave off at her ensured her quick retreat. The other kids had watched the exchange and quickly went back to their original distractions, all of them wanting to avoid looking like idiots for not being able to identify the scent. No one wanted to be an object of mockery, especially not with Bakugou.

Bakugou continued standing there glaring at any kid who wondered close to their corner of the classroom before turning back to his friends which were still looking around like they wanted to track the scent too. He was telling something to them inaudible from where Izuku sat hugging his knees and trying his best to remain unnoticed, not like it was very hard for him to do. With another barking command the young alpha seemed to have dispersed his group.

Once they were out of the area he turned again glaring down at Izuku as he marched over. For a second Izuku thought he was about to be kicked and squeezed tighter into himself. But Bakugou merely brushed up next to him standing to see out the window and seemingly ignoring Izuku, or at least that’s what it would look like to any kid watching them.

“Deku.” Bakugou growled lowly making Izuku gulp and glance fervently up at him. “This scent…its yours isn’t it?”

Izuku nodded silently and brushed away the tears that threatened to fall from his eyes. He was distracted by his own distress that he didn’t notice how much Bakugou was breathing in his scent, like it was oxygen he had been deprived of.

“I-I need to get my b-backpack Kacchan.” He pleaded with a strained voice. He was too scared to move, the slightest movement could spread the scent further into the classroom and get the attention of the teacher. Bakugou said nothing but simply breathed in some more before eventually nodding. He quickly pushed off the wall looking like he was bored of the window and made his way to the cubbies. Izuku watched him walk away suddenly thinking that he had just been left to fend for himself. Except to his surprise Bakugou trotted back with his bag in his hand. Izuku almost started crying again in relief but Bakugou held it up higher when Izuku went to reach for it. “Kacchan?”

“I’m not giving it to you for free stupid Deku.” Bakugou said smirking and looking down at him before his eyes slid to the paper Izuku had been drawing on. “Hand over your picture and I’ll let you have it.”

Izuku, frightened that the blond might actually with hold the blocker, immediately held out the paper for him while desperately eyeing the backpack. He had been working on the picture all day but he knew this was by far more important. Bakugou dropped the backpack next to the smaller boy and snatched the paper out of his trembling hands.

Hidden behind Bakugou’s form he dug into the bag pulling out the small canister and spraying it on his neck where his mom had showed him to do it. He also sprayed over the scent glands along his wrists and gave a light spray to his clothes trying to get rid of as much as possible. He was so focused he didn’t notice the way Bakugou observed his picture with a smirk clearly liking his depiction as a hero.

The young alpha lifted the paper to his nose taking in the faint lingering scent of the omega. It was the first time he had ever actually smelled what Izuku was like. Calling it candy sweet seemed wrong this wasn’t sickening like some candies were, this was more like flowers and some weird mix of…spice? Whatever it was it was addicting.

“Thanks Kacchan.” Izuku said voice flooded with genuine gratitude as he smiled up at the alpha. He discretely placed the can back into its hide away and zipped his bag back up letting his head fall back against the wall in relief. Bakugou watched him for a little while longer, forgetting that he had been trying to look like he was ignoring the smaller boy.

“That’s what alphas do Deku. They have to deal with your stupidity stupid.” Bakugou growled turning to face the window again. It was more of a repeat of what his mother had been drilling him with since the meeting at their house.

“This is like what heroes do Kacchan! You came to my rescue!” Izuku said beaming up at him finally shaking off the sense of doom he had been in. Bakugou glanced at the expression from the corner of his eyes and felt a bit of heat on his cheeks which he firmly dismissed as the sun glaring on him from the window. His heart picked up its pace at the sight of that freckled face smiling at him. Weird.


Bakugou still felt his blood boiling while he stood listening to All Might’s and Ponytail’s explanation of the fight and why Iida was considered the best person in the exercise. Izuku had slipped back into the room during it and got scolded by All Might for the lack of control of the situation he had when dealing with the recovery of a dangerous weapon. Izuku muttered nervous apologies and then the creepy blonde alpha actually had the nerve to talk down to Bakugou about his lack of restraint within his own lair. Bakugou didn’t say anything and merely bared his teeth as they wrapped up the analysis for the first round.

Izuku came over to stand next to Bakugou who turned his head away ignoring the smaller boy’s presence. Or at least he tried to, it was hard to with Izuku’s quirk making him all too aware of the omega standing next to him. When he did finally glance over greens eyes stared right back at him and a small smile formed on Izuku’s face.

“Don’t worry Kacchan, I’ll be more aware next time.” Izuku said. Is that what Deku thought he was upset about? True he was a little concerned at the leaking of his scent but it wasn’t what was making him want to rip someone’s head off.  No, Bakugou was angry, angry that his own quirk had been used against him and his team. He was mad that Izuku had thought of the same plan that he had. He was furious that the omega had gone against him. Ironically they both couldn’t foresee winning without the other.

“Deku, never do that again.” Bakugou muttered quietly in a threatening voice so that only Izuku heard him in the semi crowded room. Izuku nodded and leaned into his side smiling at him with that punch-able cute face while being ignorant of what Bakugou was really saying.

Izuku turned his attention to the screen in front of the class and watched as matches ensued with his classmates. Bakugou paid attention too, watching for strengths and weaknesses. As he pinned them in his mind he heard them echoed at the same time from Izuku’s mutterings making him smile against his will. The alphas in this class were strong, but Bakugou was still confident he was leagues above them.

He glanced over at the fuzzy green omega next to him, Izuku was so enraptured in watching the fights. He always got excited when watching quirks at work. After Izuku had gotten his quirk and Bakugou had started to hang out with him in a more genuine manner the boy had insisted on watching recorded fights on the TV at his apartment. He vaguely remembered Izuku saying something about a friend that would watch it with him before that friend moved. Either way younger Bakugou had been forced as a kind of replacement to watch the clips with Izuku.

“Alright the last hero team up is young Todoroki and Shouji!” All Might called and then rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. Aizawa had to make his job harder by cruelly kicking out that kid on the first day of class. “And their opponents will be determined on a volunteer basis! This is the redemption round, anyone care to go again?”

A few hands shot up immediately, mostly those from the losing teams wanting a second chance to prove themselves after being defeated. Bakugou’s hand was up too, he had reached over and grabbed Izuku’s arm raising it with his own to Izuku’s surprise. But surprise turned to glee at the thought of finally being able to team up with his best friend. All Might glanced over the crowd of eager students once again feeling his eyes drift to the odd beta alpha pair standing off to the side. He remembered the day he first met them, how the aftermath looked like one of his own attacks. He was very curious to see what the pair could do together. But fairness came first before his curiosity.

“Midoriya and Kaminari! Ready up villains!” All Might said earning an enthusiastic shout from Kaminari while Bakugou immediately voiced protest to the situation.

“What the hell? Put me on Deku’s team!” Bakugou shouted residual anger already bubbling back to the surface as he was once again denied the chance to show off.

“I’m picking only those on losing teams, I did call it the redemption round.” All Might said reasonably. Bakugou practically snarled at him but Izuku placed a placating hand on his shoulder. Bakugou turned his furious gaze on him.

“We’ll show them next time ok Kacchan?” Izuku said smiling nervously at him with a slightly pleading look. He was begging Bakugou to let this go, and begrudgingly he did. He might be incredibly angry at the outcome but he knew when they entered this course that they couldn’t work together all the time. Besides he trusted Izuku’s judgement, if he was confident about the match then so was he.

All Might breathed a sigh of relief seeing Bakugou go from zero to a hundred and then seemingly back down to zero in the span of about a minute. The boy was as explosive as his quirk and he really didn’t want to deal with an aggressive alpha. It was clear the pair had a bond, All Might just wasn’t sure what kind of bond it was and if it was a mate bond he certainly didn’t want to have to deal with overprotective mates.

“Alright then! Let’s begin!” All Might boomed to the class. Izuku hurried away to the designated villain lair and looked around for his new partner. The goofy blond came bounding over to him beaming, he took no hesitance to come into Izuku’s quirk range and sparks already emanated from him.

“This is going to be awesome! You can heal right? That means I won’t have to hold back.” Kaminari said eagerly as they walked into the building to become acquainted with the hide out. Izuku had already catalogued Kaminari’s weakness from the previous fight. His outburst of electricity fried his brain and made him an easy target to get with the capture tape. But he was right, Izuku’s quirk should make recovery a lot faster after an electricity burst.

“Y-Yeah, but it might still take a minute for you to recover fully so try not to do too much damage.” Izuku said rubbing the back of his head as they made it into the room with the bomb. It was pretty big, an open target that was impossible to hide from sight it seemed. Kaminari frowned at Izuku’s warning but nodded in agreement.

“So what’s the plan?” Kaminari asked, he wasn’t really sure of how to go about this.

“Um, well I guess we just need to play defense. It would be bad to try and get into a fight with Shouji’s physical strength. I’m worried about Todoroki’s ice but I think with the boost to your power you would be able to ward off any of it. I’m not certain about how much Shouji’s quirk can do. It’s best to wait and let them come to us.” Izuku said. It wasn’t much of a strategy. “I can provide you back up from about this distance but you are going to be the hard hitter for the team. Think you can handle it?” Izuku asked walking a short distance away to show his range. When he turned back Kaminari was once again sparking.

“You can count on it!” Kaminari said smiling and hyped to try out the power buzzing around him from Izuku’s boost. That confidence spread to Izuku and felt it wouldn’t be that bad after all.

“Hero’s start!” All Might called through the microphone and Izuku turned to the doorway readying himself to dodge any attack that might come his way. They still may have a few minutes before the heroes are able to locate them. Perhaps they could scoot the bomb along to shield behind a pillar or-

Suddenly ice coated everything including Izuku’s feet and gluing him to the spot. His eyes widened and he looked over at his partner who was in the same predicament. His teeth chattered on instinct and his breath came out in a cloud. Faintly, he could hear foot steps approaching.

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“Hurry up!” Izuku said a little frantically while Kaminari broke out of the ice with small burst of electricity. He had not expected this, such a powerful and useful attack. Izuku gulped at the thought of what Todoroki could do. Even without Izuku’s boost he had this kind of power.

“Here.” Kaminari said quickly coming over to him to release him as well. Along the way the blond had trouble moving along the ice, slipping every few steps. Izuku turned back to the door while Kaminari worked at his shoes. He could hear the approach of someone, he bet it was Todoroki. He briefly wondered where Shouji was at the moment but his thoughts were drawn away from the mystery as a figure appeared in the doorway.

Todoroki stood there with his left half frozen over making him look like some kind of half ice golem or something. It was frightening to see and made a thousand questions pop up into Izuku’s mind as to why the other boy would do that to himself. But he pushed it aside, right now they needed to focus on keeping the intruder away from the bomb.

“Kaminari!” Izuku said making the other boy look up to see they weren’t alone.

“What? How did he find us so fast?” Kaminari said straightening back up and readying himself to defend. Izuku wiggled his feet and finally dislodged himself taking a step back to let Kaminari radiate his electric field without worry of him getting caught in it.

Todoroki said nothing but a large wave of ice rose up coming towards the duo. Kaminari bent his knees and threw out an arm shooting off one of his medium level voltage attacks. Except that Izuku was concentrating his boosting field on him and the attack was made ten fold more powerful. Light flashed in the room followed by a loud rumble and the rooms temperature went up. Kaminari blinked at that looking at his own hand in shock and back at the completely negated wave of ice. He had literally just let off a bolt of lightning.

Izuku rubbed his eyes from the sudden flash blinding him for a moment. The loud sound hadn’t startled him, not after years with an explosive alpha at his side. He forced his eyes back open to keep his eyes locked on Kaminari’s back and the field focused. Todoroki hadn’t faired much better from the attack squinting and grimacing at the sound.

“Alright! Bring it Todoroki!” Kaminari said busting out of his shock and looking completely smug. Izuku hoped the blond could back up the challenge because Todoroki’s eyes narrowed at him. Izuku placed hands over his ears as the two started to go back and forth, Kaminari shooting off blinding and loud lightning and Todoroki constantly offering up ice. It was a stale mate, the dual colored boy was stuck in the doorway unable to move further in. If he tried to move lightning would lash out, obviously too fast for him to dodge.

While Todoroki’s expression remained as cold as his ice impatience crawled beneath his skin. This was getting ridiculous, he should have been able to finish this match within thirty seconds. His next course of action was decided. Shooting off another wave at Kaminari who laughed at it Todoroki discretely launched another attack aiming at Izuku standing behind and slightly to the side of Kaminari.

Izuku’s eyes were again assaulted by light from Kaminari’s quirk but before he closed his eyes he caught the sight of ice coming towards him slipping past Kaminari. He flung himself to the side to avoid the attack and unfortunately landed about an inch out of range to keep Kaminari under his quirks influence. Once Izuku left the range, Kaminari felt the full effects of using his electricity that he had been dolling out with reckless abandon. Todoroki didn’t give him a chance to pause and get back to his partner though. Another wave of ice shot towards him and effectively cut the two onto separate sides of the room. Todoroki was using the classic ‘divide and conquer’ strategy. Another relentless wave went flying towards Kaminari forcing him to release a concentrated full power attack at it barely stopping it.

Without Izuku’s back up Kaminari’s brain fried and a goofy look came on to his face. In his stupidity he took a step forward and immediately fell on his butt from the slippery ice. Horrified at the state of his partner Izuku got up and went towards him but was stopped in his tracks. A tall wall of ice reaching from floor to ceiling cut him off leaving him to stare at his reflection of fear in the glassy surface of the ice. Now he would have to fend for himself on that side with the bomb. He turned and faced Todoroki as the alpha began his advancement towards the bomb.

“Just stay out of the way.” Todoroki said the words coming out in clouds as the room temperature froze over again without Kaminari’s constant lightning. Izuku felt his own blood boil at the thought of sitting aside and admitting defeat. Being defeated was not an option since Kacchan was watching. Izuku steadied his stance and braced himself in front of the bomb. If he could get close to Todoroki he might be able to get him in a hold and restrain him.

During his time training with Bakugou the alpha had showed him a few ways with strange leverage that could keep an opponent of greater strength restrained. Izuku’s quirk hadn’t allowed him to really muscle up so it was very useful knowledge for him. Sharp green eyes surveyed the enemy approaching him, the other boys outfit didn’t really display his physical strength so Izuku would simply assume the worst and think Todoroki on the level of Bakugou’s strength. He almost wished he changed in the locker room, so he would have the opportunity to take in things like this.

“I can’t do that Todoroki.” Izuku said standing firmly despite the scent of alpha washing around him. Todoroki narrowed his eyes again stopping just out of Izuku’s quirk range. Realizing he had forgotten to reel it in he dragged the aura back to his body and again felt the uncomfortable suffocation of restraint. The alpha was frowning at him clearly uncomfortable with the idea of fighting with the obvious difference in strength. Izuku wondered why Todoroki was pausing, he should be fighting him right now. Unless…

Izuku shook the thought away. There was no way Todoroki sensed his omega nature, not with the recent coating of scent blocker he had applied. Still it was puzzling as to why the alpha was hesitant to fight him. Pushing any fear aside Izuku knew this would likely be his only time to take advantage of the situation.

Without warning he took the initiative and went forward making to throw a punch at Todoroki. The startled alpha instinctively reached an arm to block his attack and Izuku’s heart picked up its pace a little. It was going just as Bakugou had always told his it would go. Izuku’s arm veered off course and instead latched onto the blocking arm and used the rigid blocking arm to swing himself around the side of Todoroki. Todoroki jerked at the arm being held in an attempt to pull back away from him except the swing had brought Izuku behind the taller boy in a flash.

Izuku’s other arm wrapped easily around the alpha’s neck and he let go of the arm he had used as a pivot point to lock Todoroki in an awkward choke hold. Izuku was much shorter than him and it allowed him to bear his full weight against his throat praying the knock out would happen quickly.

In his shock Todoroki felt the skin contact he got from Izuku finally coming into contact with the quirk he had been trying to avoid. Izuku continued applying pressure while Todoroki attempted to wrench his arm off of him. Then he felt something odd, heat began to radiate on his arm. The ice coating fell of the other boy quickly and steam licked Izuku’s exposed arm exposing him to pain that quickly healed, Izuku still didn’t let go.

Todoroki felt the need for oxygen overriding his already weakening restraint on his quirk and his body reacted out of self-preservation. Flames burst out his bodies left half against his will and he watched the ugly reminder of who he was burn against his skin. Izuku yelped in pain letting Todoroki go and bringing his own burning arm away from the other boy cradling it to his chest. The pain was overwhelming, his arm had been severely burned even at the little exposure he had to the flames. He patted out the flames frantically while tears gathered in his eyes and rolled down his cheeks. It was already healing but the nerves were in over drive leaving the pain lingering on his skin.

Todoroki’s flames went out as soon as Izuku’s quirk left contact with his skin. He bent over panting to regain his breath. Bangs blocked out his expression of self-hatred at having lost control. It was Izuku’s whimper that snapped him out of the pit of despair he had been falling into. He turned back to the smaller boy shocked that Izuku had held onto him even when feeling the rising temperature. Despite the pain the smaller boy was in he stood remaining stand off-ish while his wounds healed against his chest. The determination in the other boy’s eyes made Todoroki’s skin crawl, Izuku was still going to attempt to fight him. A tense stare down ensued and Izuku’s arm finished healing signaling the start of Izuku’s next attack. Izuku stepped forward biting his lip and watching with caution and challenge-

“Hero team wins!” All Might’s call came through the head set surprising Izuku and Todoroki both. That couldn’t be right! They still had plenty of time! Izuku turned towards the bomb and was once again surprised to see Shouji standing next to it. How did he get there?

“Waiting outside isn’t a very heroic thing to do.” Shouji said when one of his arms turned into a mouth. “It’s a good thing I’m a climber huh?”

Izuku’s eyes snapped to a window nearby. Shouji had climbed all the way up to the fourth floor from the outside. Of course with his strength displayed in the quirk assessments it would be trivial, along with the multiple hands that would allow him to have good leverage with scaling the walls. Izuku cursed himself for not being more aware. It was their first time in combat training and he had failed, twice. He winced at the thought of how moody Bakugou would be after this. Tears sprang to his eyes again but this time they came from the thought of disappointing his friend.

“Are you okay?” Todoroki’s voice cut into his consciousness. He was side glancing to his wall of ice not looking directly at Izuku. Izuku quickly wiped the tears away and nodded noting that the atmosphere had become filled with an abnormal tension between him and Todoroki.

“Good.” Todoroki said nodding back but still not looking at the green boy. Izuku saw turmoil in the other’s eyes. The tension was broken when they heard Kaminari slip on the ice again on the other side of the wall. Todoroki reached out and placed a hand on the wall and the room heated up again melting the remainder of the ice in the room. Izuku walked over to Kaminari and finally released his aura back to its original range allowing the blond to recover quickly from his stupefied state. Todoroki kept a good distance from the quirk range and disappeared out of the building with Shouji.

“Whew man that was intense.” Kaminari said as he fully regained his cognitive abilities again. He looked over and noticed Izuku’s sad look as they walked out to rejoin the class. “Hey man don’t look so down. There will be plenty of more chances to kick butt. Besides did you see me in there? I’m a freaking god, call me Zeus! No wait call me Thor!”

“Shut the fuck up Pikachu.” Bakugou growled pushing the other alpha away from Izuku’s side as they entered the observation room.

“P-Pikachu?” Kaminari stuttered in disbelief as his bubble of confidence burst under the nick name.

“Ha! Pikachu that was awesome!” Kirishima said coming over and throwing an arm over the deflated blond cementing the nickname that would now forever haunt him through their school days. Kirishima pulled the alpha away while Bakugou turned to focus on Izuku. Feeling the weight of those crimson eyes made him want to fidget and the sense of shame came crashing onto his chest again.


“You did good Deku.” Bakugou said seriously making Izuku look up at him stunned. Bakugou was secretly raging under the surface at Pikachu for having not been more help to Izuku but he let none of it show.

“B-But I…lost. Again.” Izuku said putting his head back down upset at himself. Bakugou scoffed at that.

“Then I guess we’ll have to do more fucking training with your useless ass.” Bakugou growled with little bite to the words. In fact the thought of more training time with Bakugou made Izuku’s lips quirk up a little bit. The weight on his chest lifted a little and he looked back up at the alpha giving him a smile.

“Yeah I guess so.” Izuku said mood brightening already.


The double defeat still bothered Izuku for the rest of the day, disappointment kept at bay by Bakugou’s constant turning around to check on him usually with some complaint about his muttering. Every time he turned to Izuku though, Aizawa would reprimand him for classroom interruptions making the alpha bristle and Izuku chuckle. He was starting to brighten up completely by the time classes were drawing to a close. But there was one feeling that still had the hairs on the back of his neck standing on end. It was a strange sensation, the feeling of being watched. Only once during the last period did Izuku chance to look around to quell the odd paranoia he had.

He looked around the classroom before finding his eyes meeting heterochromatic ones behind him. Izuku was startled at having caught the alpha staring but the bell rang and Aizawa dismissed them. Todoroki broke contact to put his books away into his bag but to Izuku’s surprise the boy turned back to him keeping eye contact as he made his way to Izuku’s desk.

“Did you need something Todoroki?” Izuku said nervously breaking eye contact and scratching his cheek when the alpha stopped next to him.

“The fuck do you want half n’ half?” Bakugou growled standing up from his own seat and leaning into the space between the two other boys. He could still sense the sadness dripping off of Izuku and it rubbed him the wrong way all class. It had been a while since the omega had been this upset and Bakugou wasn’t about to let some scar faced weirdo make it worse.

“I need to talk to you, Midoriya.” Todoroki said simply staring down the other alpha that was clearly trying to push him out of the area. Bakugou was quite annoying and loud.

“Well spit it out. We have to get going soon and don’t have time to waste on extras like you.” Bakugou said showing a bit of pointed alpha teeth in warning.

“I said I needed to talk to Midoriya.” Todoroki said emphasizing Izuku’s name in a bit of a mocking manner at Bakugou making the blond bristle. Todoroki shifted his eyes back to Izuku who was sitting nervously watching the exchange. Bakugou snarled at that, not only had Todoroki just mocked him but now he seemed to be ignoring his presence.

“Whatever you have to say you can say it to us both asshole.” Bakugou said as he rounded the desk and stood almost chest to chest with the other alpha. To his annoyance Todoroki was a little taller than him so the other boy was literally looking down on him. Alpha pheromones pierced the air stuffing up the air around the trio and making a few of the closer students turn to them with concern. If a fight broke out in a room full of future heroes it wouldn’t last long.

“Kacchan calm down.” Izuku said standing up too and putting a hand on his friend’s shoulder in an attempt to placate him. Bakugou shrugged off his hand and even put a palm against Izuku’s chest and pushed him backwards into his seat again forcefully. An involuntary squeak left Izuku’s lips when he fell back into the chair.

“Bakugou! Todoroki! I don’t know exactly what is going on over here but it is clear that you are both being antagonizing. This is unbecoming of students, especially those of UA!” Iida came marching over placing a hand against both the alpha’s chests and pushing them further apart to break up the atmosphere. The bespectacled alpha noted Izuku’s disheveled state as well. “Are you alright Midoriya?”

“He’s fucking fine. Come on Deku we’re leaving.” Bakugou said breaking the stare down he had been having with Todoroki and reaching down to wrench Izuku back to his feet again. Izuku frowned at the treatment of being pushed and pulled like a doll slowly getting fed up with the treatment from the alpha.

“Wait!” Izuku said pulling back against Bakugou’s hold and making Bakugou turn that glare on him. “Its probably important Kacchan. I want to hear him out.”

Bakugou paused looking him over in disbelief. He even looked like he was about to ignore Izuku’s wishes and simply drag the other boy out of the school except Iida stepped in again grasping Bakugou’s wrist that was holding Izuku.

“If Midoriya doesn’t want to leave yet Bakugou I suggest you let him finish his business.” Iida said bravely and calmly looking pointed back at the scarlet eyes. Bakugou looked ready to punch Four Eyes in his face except the heavy feeling of another ten alpha’s waiting to intervene deterred him. Reluctantly he slowly released Izuku’s wrist and Iida quickly let go of Bakugou’s wrist as well.

“Fine. Whatever. Don’t expect me to wait for your ass Deku.” Bakugou snapped shoving his hands in his pockets and storming off out of the room. Immediately Izuku felt a little guilty about this even though he knew he shouldn’t. Bakugou should be the one feeling guilty for being so assumptive. Yet his green eyes followed the blond’s form until he disappeared from sight.

“You okay Deku? That was a little scary.” Uraraka said creeping up beside him. The territorial pheromones still lingered in the air making the beta crawl with nerves.

“I’m fine.” Izuku said pushing aside the guilt he had and turned back to Todoroki. “What did you want to talk about?” he asked hesitantly.

“Follow me.” Todoroki said briefly flicking his eyes at the other two people near them. Clearly the alpha wanted to talk. Alone.

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Izuku fidgeted uncomfortably across from Todoroki feeling regret for agreeing to see the alpha alone. The intensity the other boy was giving off made him nervous, the alpha’s scent sudden feeling oppressive as they stood behind the school building. All the other students were leaving at the front of the school, it was unlikely they would be interrupted.

“What did you want to talk about?” Izuku asked unsure of how to break up the atmosphere. The other boy had been quiet for a few minutes simply staring at him while he gathered his thoughts.

“I don’t want you to ever use your quirk on me.” Todoroki said cutting to the chase quickly and making Izuku blink at the request. He immediately switched into apologetic mode.

“Of course! I mean if it makes you uncomfortable I’ll try to keep it away. Although I can’t really turn it off. Ah, but that’s no excuse I should be more aware of this! Oh but would it be okay if it was for healing in an emergency? You never know when things like that might happen…” Izuku said rambling on and asking about specifics. He wanted clear lines on what Todoroki would be comfortable with yet the other teen stood leaning against the school building with a stony expression. Izuku’s ramble eventually pattered out on its own until he shut his mouth taking in the troubled look the other boy had in his eyes.

“If you don’t mind me asking… Why?” Izuku asked tentatively and immediately received a cold look from the other making him shrink back. Every other student had been eager to be in his aura field. Izuku’s curiosity got the better of him in this moment, perhaps overstepping the invisible boundaries of politeness.

Todoroki noted the way the beta in front of him tried to distance himself and reeled in his temper. It wasn’t Izuku’s fault he had been cursed, and it was really his own responsibility to keep his fire in check and no one else’s. Something about those green inquisitive eyes loosened his tongue.

“I will not use this fire in combat.” Todoroki said lifting his left arm and staring down at it as if he wished it to be gone from existence. “Your quirk makes it… easy to unleash.”

This confused Izuku greatly. Why would Todoroki not want to use such a powerful quirk? With the opposing abilities his combat potential would be nearly unlimited. Looking at Todoroki’s face he took in the scar marring the skin around his blue eye. Did that have something to do with it? Had he been burned as a kid and was traumatized or something? Against his better judgement Izuku opened his mouth again.

“Todoroki, you shouldn’t be scared of using your own quirk.” Izuku said tone quiet and serious. Upon receiving another glare Izuku quickly tried to explain his thought process holding up his hands in a peacemaking gesture and looking to the side to avoid provoking the alpha. “I-I mean, if you are scared you might hurt someone with it you shouldn’t be. I know the only way to keep a quirk under control is to use it. So you shouldn’t avoid it, that will only make it harder to use if you ever do need it.”

Izuku’s words sparked painful memories in Todoroki’s mind of his own family life. Fire had tortured his mother and a little part of him was sickened and frightened to use that part of himself. And a greater part of him pushed it away as thoughts of his father smirking if he ever did start training with it again.

“You don’t understand what your talking about.” Todoroki said eyes narrowing at the beta. His mind was once again thrown to turmoil and his scent reflected that. Izuku had always been the type to want to help people, its why he wanted to become a hero. The pain showing on Todoroki’s face and shining through his scent made him determined to help his classmate.

“Then help me understand.” Izuku said imploringly and stepping forward in a show of confidence. Todoroki found himself being almost hypnotized by the emerald pools enveloping his sight. Why was this freckled beta able to quell his mind with a simple look? It was odd, because he felt the need to tell the other boy about the pain.

“This fire. It’s his quirk.” Todoroki said giving in to Izuku’s insistent and soft presence. Izuku connected the dots pretty quickly, after all quirks were hereditary in general. It was rare to gain completely new quirks like Izuku’s in a bloodline. “I won’t give him the satisfaction of seeing these flames again. Tell me Midoriya, have you heard of quirk marriages?”

Izuku nodded. He was intimately aware of the practice. It was commonplace at omega facilities to find alpha’s to bond with omega’s who had complimentary quirks and good public standing. Thinking of Todoroki’s father Endeavor from the times he had seen him on TV, the man would have been a perfect candidate for bonding programs.

“My mother was an omega and in every memory I have of her she always seemed to be crying. Including on the night where she poured boiling water of the left half of my face.” Todoroki said recounting the memories in such a calm tone.

Izuku balked at that. The thought of any family member hurting another tended to go against every instinct in their bodies. Izuku thought of his own mother and shivered to think about the state of mind a mother had to be in to do such a thing. But the Omega Protection Agency had to have noticed such mistreatment, right? As if reading his mind Todoroki’s words came out clipped.

“That bastard used her. I’m fairly sure he paid off any snooping OPA agents. I won’t use this curse he put upon me. I’ll reject him. I’ll surpass All Might without his power. I just need you to promise you won’t get in the way.” Todoroki said a winter storm brewing in his eyes. Izuku was left speechless for once at this reveal. He didn’t know what to say to this, Todoroki had revealed so much in only a few sentences. Izuku should try doing the same. Just say the words that could relieve suffering that his quirk couldn’t. But before he could open his mouth Todoroki leaned off the wall and turned to walk away.

“Just stay away from me. At least until I have the discipline to deal with this curse.” Todoroki called over his shoulder and left Izuku in the shadow of the school building trying to pull his mind together. Izuku bit his lip and cursed himself for the second time that day. How could he call himself a hero when he couldn’t even help the people that needed it the most? Clearly Todoroki needed help, Izuku just didn’t know exactly what to say to a situation so messed up. He would have to ask All Might for advice later for this.

Izuku sulked in on himself and kept his head down as he headed around the building to the school gates. All the other students had left by now and Izuku was happy for that. He probably looked pretty pathetic right now. His gaze wondered up from the ground to catch a figure leaning against the gate. The spiky blond hair told him who it was even if the crimson eyes didn’t. He felt a little flutter in his chest as he realized Bakugou had just waited for him and some of the bad feelings clinging to him fell away.

“Kacchan, you actually waited for me?” Izuku said running up to the other boy giving a weak smile to try and not portray how down in the dumps he actually was. Bakugou narrowed his eyes down at Izuku and said nothing for a moment. Then he grunted pushing off the wall and heading in the direction of home with no other words. Izuku’s mood dampened again as he realized Bakugou was still mad at him.

He gulped and followed along behind the alpha. It wasn’t until they were about half way home that Bakugou slowed his pace and they were walking side by side. Izuku felt immensely happy at that, it was the smallest sign of forgiveness from the other boy. They reached the intersection where Bakugou usually went his own way at this point.

“I’ll see you tomorrow.” Izuku said giving another smile at Bakugou before stepping forward to continue on his way. But the sound of foot steps behind made him turn his head and see Bakugou following him. He stopped a bit confused by this.

“I’m coming over.” Bakugou stated like it was an inarguable fact. Izuku tilted his head at his friend and then his face lit up. Bakugou really was trying to make up for the awkwardness between them!

“Alright!” Izuku said happily as the alpha fell into step with him again. He even brushed up against his side. Izuku was too distracted by his own thoughts that he didn’t spot the warning signs. The alpha next to him was agitated, not that that was new with Bakugou, he was always mad about something. And if he was a little hotter than usual that went unnoticed too because of the natural warm weather. And if Bakugou’s scent had picked up a really strange tint to it Izuku dismissed it from his mind as just being overloaded with alpha scents all day.

The walk to the apartment was pretty short and when Izuku unlocked the door he found the home empty. It worried him, his mother had picked up a job recently during the day while he was at school claiming she needed something productive to do. He didn’t want her to feel exhausted by something like that. Wasn’t that the reason his father was over seas working right now? Did they not have enough money? He mulled over these thoughts as he entered kicking off his shoes at the entrance.

The door slammed behind him snapping him from those thoughts and making him turn to give Bakugou a frown. The other boy glared at him as if daring him to try to reprimand the behavior, the alpha was in a really sour mood it seemed. Izuku decided to ignore the violation to the rules his mother put forth when Bakugou was over, Inko already was well acquainted with his temper.

“So should we watch some clips of non-offensive quirk heroes? I think there’s some archive footage of Aizawa in the school records I could pull up on my lap top.” Izuku suggested ignoring the odd look Bakugou was giving him. That’s why the alpha was here right? To give some pointers for fights since he was defeated twice today.

“Sounds good.” Bakugou said shortly and Izuku led the way to his room where they set up their usual hang out. Izuku placed a blanket across the floor and set up his lap top for the video. He asked Bakugou to skim through and find a fight while he went to grab snacks.

Izuku’s quirk had him constantly expending energy, which meant he had to replenish it regularly. Which also meant he may or may not be a hog when it came to the snacks. He gathered an arm full of chip bags and made sure to grab one of the hot chips for Bakugou. Izuku didn’t favor spicy food but the blonde always seemed to love it. He made his way back into the room to find Bakugou already sprawled out across the blanket and loading a video.

“Did you find one?” Izuku asked as he plopped down next to his friend letting the bags drop in front of the screen. He shifted to lay of his stomach like Bakugou was doing and put his head in his hands. His eyes traced the slowly circling loading screen.

“Mmm.” Bakugou grunted next to him. The lack of communication was only making Izuku feel bad again.

“You know, Todoroki just told me to keep my distance from him.” Izuku said trying to get the blonde out of his moody temperament. Bakugou turned and growled a little at the mere mention of the other alpha. “I-I mean he just isn’t completely comfortable with my quirk!”

Bakugou’s eyes narrowed in disbelief. Like hell anyone would be uncomfortable around the omega. The video finally came on at that point and Izuku awkwardly looked to the screen to avoid Bakugou’s accusatory glare. Instead he let himself get lost in the heroics playing before him. It was easy to lose himself in the analysis of movements and technique.

By the time the fight was coming to an end Izuku was buzzing with excitement. Aizawa was clearly more capable in a fight than Izuku had previously thought. He really needed the man to teach him combat training instead of All Might who could rely on his powerful quirk to get him out of situations. The Aizawa on screen made a move almost too fast to catch and the last villain went down. Izuku couldn’t hold his excitement any longer and pointed to the screen and turned to Bakugou to find out his friend’s opinion on if they could replicate that move.

“Kacchan did you see…” Izuku had started but let his voice die in his throat because suddenly his lips were sealed with Bakugou’s. Pure shock made his mind go blank and his jaw slacken letting his lips part just a little. The alpha took it as an invitation and Izuku felt the press of a tongue trying to invade his mouth. Regaining cognitive function again Izuku pulled back away from him, his entire face beet red as he stuttered his confusion from behind a hand held to his mouth.

“W-what are you doing Kacchan?” Izuku asked completely stupefied by the situation. This must be what it was like for Kaminari after he shot off electricity. Bakugou gave him his usual scowl like nothing out of the ordinary had just happened.

“Shut up Deku, if you can’t fucking see what’s happening I’ll make it clearer for you.” Bakugou said invading Izuku’s space agilely, ending up practically on top of the other boy. Izuku had flipped over onto his back and used his hands to crawl backwards in an attempt to keep the space free and clear of the alpha. Bakugou’s scent wafted over to him again and suddenly everything clicked in his head as he connected it to the weird behavior.

“You’re in your first rut.” Izuku said realization sinking in almost as quickly as the alpha was advancing on him. The epiphany seemed to reach Bakugou because a flash of recognition came to his eyes but left in seconds. Seeing reason leaving the usually calculating blonde was the final kick Izuku needed to figure out that he needed to get out of there. Now.

He flipped over onto his knees and pushed off the ground scrambling to run for the door. But Bakugou was faster.

Izuku had an arm outstretched for the door handle but yelped when Bakugou hit his back and strong arms locked around his midriff dragging them both back down to the ground. Izuku landed on his knees again and winced a little at the probable scraps he got on them, although they healed as fast as they formed.

Izuku twisted in the tight hold reaching to push at the spiky head currently laid on his back. The omega struggled pushing and trying to crawl forward but the hold tightened and Bakugou sat back on his feet dragging the smaller boy with him. Izuku clawed at the floor along the way desperate to find anything to grab onto to avoid getting closer to Bakugou but his efforts were futile. The arms around him shifted up a bit to accommodate the new position wrapping just under his arms and pressing his back against Bakugou’s chest.

Hot breath whispered over the crook of his neck and made Izuku’s whole body stiffen. His heart hammered in his ears and panic overrode his mind. He could feel how close Bakugou was to his scent gland. Flashes of Bakugou’s sharp smirk came to his mind though he didn’t dare turn to see if those teeth were coming to mark him. He licked his lips racking his brain for a way out of this, the licking did nothing since his mouth had run dry but his tongue did pick up the taste of Bakugou still lingering there.

Bakugou’s face shifted upward though, instead burying his nose into Izuku’s soft green hair. Izuku’s rational mind quickly shouted out why the alpha was focusing on that instead of his neck. Izuku still had scent blockers applied. In the instinctual state Bakugou was in he was seeking out the point that had the strongest scent. In this case the only point on his body that might exhibit it would be deeply lingering in his hair. Of course if this continued the alpha might find his way back to his neck.

Realizing this might be his only chance with the alpha distractedly nuzzling into his hair, Izuku reached for the one thing still in range that might be able to do some damage. Very slowly his hand grabbed the laptop closing it and sliding it further into his grasp. His slight shifting caused Bakugou to pause and growl behind him, the primal sound rumbled against Izuku’s back. Izuku held his breath and waited for the alpha to continue his nuzzling. The blond settled back quickly, his nose inching back down towards Izuku’s neck surely searching for the point to bury his teeth in.

Izuku acted quickly. His arm shot out and around awkwardly slamming the computer into the side of Bakugou’s face. Bakugou’s reaction was immediate. A snarl ripped out of the blond and one of the arms left Izuku’s chest to grab the makeshift weapon and wrench it from Izuku’s hand. Bakugou threw it at the wall effectively denting the dry wall and busting up the computer. Izuku didn’t have time to mourn the loss of it. Instead he pushed out of Bakugou’s single armed hold with all his might gaining freedom and hope for a few seconds.

Until a hand came down and a crushing grip on the back of his neck ensued. Automatically Izuku’s body seized up on instinct from the pressure being applied. Shock morphed into something far more painful and tears pricked at Izuku’s eyes. Bakugou had never done this to him since the one incident all those years ago when they were kids. It was a violation of trust and left the omega basically paralyzed in Bakugou’s grip.

“Kacchan don’t.”

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“Kacchan don’t.” Izuku said shakily. Tears slid from his eyes down his cheeks as he turned to his friend-turned-beast. His head seemed to be the only part of his body he had control of at the moment. At least it would be the only thing he could control until Bakugou let go of him. Hungry red eyes bore into his when he met the alpha’s gaze and Izuku blinked letting even more salty tears fall. With the look Bakugou was giving him it was clear he had no intention of letting go anytime soon.

When Izuku made eye contact with Bakugou and the desperation in his voice was heard something broke through the lustful haze that had fallen over Bakugou’s brain. The sight of tears from the omega always made him angry. But these tears were happening because of him. The thought was enough to bring back his rage and over ride whatever instincts were consuming him. Like hell he was going to be controlled, even if it was by his own body.

“Deku.” Bakugou said. It came out almost as a whine and the grip on Izuku’s neck slowly let go. He was currently sitting on top of the smaller boy, when had that happened? Bakugou was also highly aware of the hardness in his pants currently pressed to Izuku’s back. It felt shamefully good to have himself pressed against Izuku and there was no doubt that Izuku could feel him there.

Izuku’s eyes widened a little in pure relief as he felt the hold leave him and the glimmer of recognition return to Bakugou’s face. Bakugou was panting and looked flushed, Izuku could feel him against his lower back and his own cheeks heated up as he realized just what it was. Bakugou’s face showed a battle raging on inside himself as he tried to fight off the urge to continue. Izuku regained the use of his limbs slowly and moved very slightly testing his control. Only the tiniest friction it caused against Bakugou made the alpha whine and an involuntary roll of his hips against Izuku made him feel crazy.

“Fuck Deku I-“ Bakugou said gritting his teeth against the feeling of desperate need and was interrupted as the door to Izuku’s room swung open. Whatever semblance of self-control he had painstakingly reclaimed disappeared the moment someone had invaded his territory, especially with the omega still down and vulnerable. Bakugou let out another snarl and pressed one of his hands down between Izuku’s shoulder blades forcing him to lay flat while Bakugou focused on the intruder. The moment Bakugou looked up with wild eyes and a sparking palm metal slammed into the back of his head knocking him out cold.

“Izuku!” Inko said tears in her eyes as she reached down to help him get out from under the alpha. She dropped the frying pan she had used against Bakugou and instead wrapped her arms around her shaken son.

“Mom!” Izuku said returning her hug hurriedly and burying his face into her shirt like he was a child again. Inko provided a comforting support for him as she took Izuku out of the room. She knew his quirk would very well heal the alpha and make things more complicated, so she had to get him out of range. She also didn’t think he was in the state of mind to control it at this moment.

She took him to the living room and sat down on the couch. He still hadn’t let go of her, hiding his face in her shirt but Inko could feel the wetness of obvious tears seeping into the fabric. She ran a calming hand through Izuku’s hair and down his back trying to sooth the rattled omega. It took quite a few more minutes before he calmed down. Once he was breathing evenly and no longer clutching at her so much she allowed herself to get up and grab her phone. She made the call to Mitsuki explaining what had happened and that she needed to come pick up the unconscious alpha. When she hung up the phone Izuku finally spoke.

“Mom, he-he wasn’t himself.” Izuku said through sniffles. She gave her son a sympathetic look. As a beta she didn’t have to worry about cycling. She had dealt with Hisashi when he had been present at the home, she knew just how animalistic alphas could get.

“I know honey.” Inko said sitting back on the couch and letting him lean against her. Inko kept her eyes trained on the hallway and her ears strained for the slightest hint that Bakugou was getting up. In truth she was little worried about how hard she had hit the boy but she definitely didn’t want him to wake up anytime soon. Coming home to a crashing sound in her son’s room had put her on edge and for once she was glad about her worried nature that had convinced her to grab the frying pan.

She looked back to her soon to see that he was desperately trying to wipe away the tears that kept coming. Her heart broke to see him like this. She and Mitsuki should have discussed this more. They should have been prepared for this. Now Izuku had been exposed to Bakugou at the boy’s lowest point, something she had wished to spare him from until the day Izuku might become the explosive boy’s mate. It had always been her and Mitsuki’s presumption that the boys would eventually develop into that kind of relationship.

“I’m so sorry Izuku.” Inko said tilting her head to rest on top of her sons. Izuku put his face in his hands and let out a shaky breath. This day was the worst day ever.


Izuku rubbed his eyes as he walked to school. He felt incredibly tired because he hadn’t gotten a wink of sleep. Yesterday had been so stressful and yet his body had refused to let him rest. Or more specifically his mind. When he watched Bakugou get dragged out of the house by his parents he realized just how close of a call it had been. If his mother hadn’t shown up he feared what would have happened.

Izuku liked Bakugou. Ever since they were kids Bakugou had looked out for him and cared for him. It was almost a natural inclination that they would become a hero duo. And maybe even mates in the future. It wasn’t like they hadn’t thought about it, since Izuku had to keep his dynamic hidden Bakugou was the only one Izuku could even think of delving into that kind of thing with.

But yesterday had been eye opening. Izuku knew the alpha had been under his first rut, completely out of it from the doses of hormones flowing through his body but… He couldn’t rid himself of the feeling of helplessness that came over him when Bakugou had gripped his neck. It made him feel sick. Long ago Bakugou had promised to never do it again and now that oath was broken. Izuku desperately wanted to talk to Bakugou about this but at the same time didn’t know if he even wanted to see the other boy. He just needed time to think about this and thinking was the one thing his brain had been doing non-stop.

As it turns out he would have plenty of time to himself, Bakugou would be out for at least a week to deal with his rut. And Izuku was definitely not allowed anywhere near the blonds room, or maybe in the vicinity of the house during it. Mitsuki had been so apologetic yesterday, it was the first time Izuku had seen her with wet eyes since he was four.

He continued to replay the events over and over in his head as he made his way to the infirmary to meet with Recovery Girl. It was about an hour before school actually started and this was the time where he had sessions with All Might. Maybe the alpha and beta would be able to give him some advice on how to deal with this broken trust. He slid the door open and walked in to find the skeletal figure of the hero already sitting and waiting. This form still disturbed him greatly but with his help All Might would be able to take back the form that brought peace to the people.

“Good morning All Might.” Izuku said bowing and walking over to sit next to the man. He gave him a tentative smile as he shrugged off his bag and opened to grab some study materials to read while the hero soaked in his aura.

“Good morning young Midoriya.” All Might said as his form slowly grew under the quirks influence. All Might rubbed the back of his head and cleared his throat drawing Izuku’s attention from the papers he had in front of him. “I don’t mean to be nosy, but you look a bit worse for wear today Midoriya, and your quirk is a bit weaker too.”

Izuku nodded sighing, this was the perfect way to start the conversation he wanted to have and All Might seemed willing to listen right now. He bit his lip trying to figure out exactly how to word out the situation without revealing too much.

“I just didn’t get a lot of sleep last night. I was caught up in my head about something a friend did. If you don’t mind can I ask you… What would you do if a friend broke a promise and it ended up hurting you a lot?” Izuku asked hesitantly. There was much more context to the question than that but it was best to keep it simply at the roots. All Might paused to think for a second before nodding to himself.

“Hmm well, you say they hurt you? And that they are your friend?” All Might asked looking to see Izuku nod. “Then if they were truly your friend they probably were hurt as well when they hurt you. I’m sure they have their reasons for doing what ever it is they did and they didn’t honestly want to hurt you. As a hero you must consider what pressures a person faces when making decisions, it’s a valuable skill when facing villains but much more important when facing those you trust.”

“I-I see.” Izuku said tearing at the corner of the paper in his hand looking down at it.

“Of course, just because you understand why they did it doesn’t mean you should automatically forgive this person! Trust is something earned and when it is broken it takes time to repair. You should let them know how you feel but start over with the level of trust you place in them.” All Might added, Izuku seemed pretty upset so whatever it was that had made him that way was likely something important. Izuku paused in his nervous crumpling of paper to ponder the advice.

Could that really work? The thought of starting out fresh with Bakugou gave him a little comfort and yet hurt to think they would be forced to keep a personal distance until it was closed again. Izuku enjoyed the platonic cuddling he sometimes roped Bakugou into when they had sleep overs. Although Bakugou would never admit to doing something so cute. That Bakugou was different from the one that had been in his bedroom yesterday. They might stay a little aloof when Bakugou came out of his rut but this could be repaired. All Might was right, Bakugou probably regretted what happened as much as Izuku wished it didn’t happen.

The thought of Bakugou sharing in the hurt made Izuku feel better about the situation, as weird as that sounded in his head. Izuku slowly felt a weight lifting a bit from him, All Might had certainly helped him with this talk.


“Midoriya please quiet down.” Aizawa said from the front of the room without turning away from writing on the chalk board. Izuku immediately shut his mouth and blushed putting his head down. Usually Bakugou would warn him if his habit was acting up before it bothered anyone else. But the seat in front of him was empty.

Instead he went back to focusing on the class. They were going over historic trends in crime. Aizawa had written general facts on the board that Izuku quickly copied down.

Dynamic Stats

-45% Alpha population, 80% of crime committed

-45% Beta population, 20% of crime committed

-10% Omega population

“As you all know it is a hero’s job to fight crime. But a dynamic should not be the only thing to worry about when facing a villain. You should be on guard even if they are a beta.” Aizawa muttered unenthusiastically. Izuku paused at that and thought for a moment. There were numerous laws about omegas and dealing with a villain one might get tricky. He raised his hand timidly.

“What is it Midoriya?” Aizawa asked when he turned and spotted the hand.

“Um, what do we do if we find a villain omega?” Izuku asked and some students turned to give him surprised looks. In their mind they probably never thought an omega would do such a thing. Aizawa however nodded like it was a good question.

“Its good that you are asking about this. We should be reviewing Omega protection laws next week. If any of you encounter an omega in the field that shows hostility you are not allowed to engage them unless they are harming themselves or others. And even then you should avoid contact with them as much as possible. They are the OPA’s job not ours.” Aizawa said turning back to the board. “There are courses for heroes to learn how to handle omegas and you have to have a certification to engage them. Otherwise you can face serious charges.”

Izuku nodded figuring this was the case. Really if you weren’t a mate, family member, or certified handler it was illegal to even touch an omega. Long ago in omegas were once simply used in slavery, very much discriminated against. But history marched on and things flipped to the point were society had become over protective of the minority. Going from one extreme to the other.

The lesson continued until they were dismissed for lunch. Izuku felt a little lost without Bakugou there offering companionship. Although his heroic classmates helped fill the void all too readily. Uraraka and Iida flanked him where ever he went, happily taking advantage of the fact that they wouldn’t be driven away by the aggressive alpha.

No one questioned why Bakugou was absent. His mother had surely called to let the school know and with basically the entire class being alpha all of them understood too. And so Izuku strengthened his bonds with the friends around him and the days passed until the weeks end.

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“Mom I’m home.” Said Izuku as he closed the door to the apartment behind him feeling tired after a day of school. It would be just another day or two before Bakugou was due back and despite what had happened he felt the absence of his friend. He trudged into the living room and immediately felt confused.

Boxes were stacked there and he looked around noticing many things already missing from the apartment. Questions bubbled up into his mind just as Inko came down the hall with another box smiling at him although he did interpret the slight tightness to it.

“Welcome home.” She said setting the box down with a sigh of exertion. At his confused look she gave a reassuring explanation of what was going on. “I’ve been thinking about this for a while now and I finally found a house for us! Surprise!” she said excitedly.

Izuku’s moment of confusion slowly passed but he was still baffled. This was so sudden and unexpected, although it wasn’t displeasing to hear. The small apartment felt like home but his mother had always talked about wanting an actual yard. She often tried to keep flowers in their windows and loved gardening. So the move would be great for her.

“That’s great mom! I can’t wait to see it.” Izuku said smiling at her. He still felt like something was off and felt weird that she hadn’t consulted him about it. But seeing her happy made him happy. He helped her box up a few more things before he was sent to his own room to box whatever he wanted to keep. He was admittedly a pack rat so going through his things was way over do anyway.

He boxed up the various All Might merch carefully, and alone in his room his thoughts invaded him. Growing up he had learned not to question his mother’s decisions but this was sprung on him quite suddenly. He was not as oblivious to his mother’s actions as he seemed to be. He knew she was avoiding his father and probably had a few things hidden from even him. But sudden actions usually came from sudden changes in their situation. Like when Bakugou had learned of his dynamic and they left the apartment suddenly to go talk to the Bakugous.

He fidgeted at the thought that they might be in trouble and she was hiding it from him. Maybe one of the neighbors were getting suspicious of his dynamic, or had caught his scent in the hall or something. Whatever the reason for the move he trusted his mother’s judgement and wouldn’t upset her by pushing at it.

He brought a box out into the living room and set it down taking a moment to look over at the couch. It held a lot of memories for him in his childhood. He had stayed inside a lot as a kid because of his dynamic. His mother had wanted to lessen any chance of him being exposed as possible. The vague fuzzy memories of Tomachan also played in his head as he stared at the couch. He wondered where the alpha had ended up after all these years. He’d have to ask his dad later.


The TV droned on as Tomura sat there motionless listening with full attention. The two mindless puppets squabbled back forth about the announcement that had just come fresh from the hero school itself. One was ecstatic to know that the Symbol of Peace would be training the youth. The other was taking on a more cynical tone about how this would take up a lot of the hero’s time when he might be needed elsewhere. Tomura disagreed with the man. He quite liked the idea of keeping all the trash in one spot. It would make the purge so much easier.

“You should blink Tomura.” Kurogiri helpfully suggested from behind the bar making the boy snort. He didn’t need to blink, he had gone much longer staring at screens when he had lived with the Midoriyas. Thoughts of Izu-chan put him in a grumpy mood. The little omega had been irritating to say the least at first when he had met him. But over time his presence soothed Tomura and he admitted he missed the cheerful presence in this rather dark world.

Kurogiri sighed mournfully as a glass disintegrated, a victim of his charges mood swings. The dust fell onto his polished bar dirtying it again after he had spent the last hour making it shine.

“Sensei almost has that Nomu ready. The boss fight is going to be thrilling.” Tomura said turning away from the screen to regard the meager pile of ashes. The thought that the symbol of peace could reduce to something like this made him smile. But it wasn’t going to be up to him to deliver the finishing blow. No it would be Kurogiri and Tomura was extremely jealous of that fact.


The move had gone smoothly and the home his mother had found was small but still beautiful. It had a yard with a garden that she tended to immediately. They were on the outskirts of the city but Izuku didn’t mind, he was just happy to see some of the tension that had been in his mother’s shoulders fade away. Whatever had been stressing her seemed to have disappeared with their move. They still had a few things left at the apartment but most of their things had made it over now.

The move had put him on edge today although there was something else happening today that had his stomach twisting in knots. Bakugou would be coming back to school today. He didn’t know how to feel about it. On one hand he had felt incredibly lonely even with Uraraka’s and Iida’s close company over the week. On the other the last time he had seen the alpha his eyes were crazed and lustful and his hands had been pinning him to the floor.

Izuku rubbed the back of his neck in the memory of the scuffle as he walked along the road lost in thought. He was definitely upset at the blonde for doing that to him, but he also knew Bakugou had been under the influence of heavy hormones because of the rut. It had been the first rut for the alpha and from what he had heard the first tends to be the worst since the alpha is unfamiliar with how to handle the sudden influx of hormones. So maybe now that the worst was over thing would be better. Izuku nodded at that thought. They could get through this, it would just take time like All Might had said.

“Can you give us a comment about All Might?!” came a voice with the shoving of a microphone into Izuku’s face snapping him out of his thoughts and mutterings. Izuku jumped at the unexpected contact and suddenly realized there was a crowd in front of the school.

“U-Um what?” Izuku stuttered taking a step back but found his space being enclosed as other unfamiliar people closed in shouting more questions at him with eager expressions. His eyes darted around feeling a little trapped by the sudden attention.

“Has the Symbol of Peace been an asset in the classroom as much as he has been on the streets?” another said pushing their microphone towards him and battling to keep it there against the one that had already been in front of him. Izuku felt himself shrink against the scents around him feeling over whelmed.

“H-He-“ Izuku started but was quickly cut off.

“Back off you bunch of vultures!” A familiar voice growled coming up beside Izuku. Izuku’s gaze snapped to Bakugou as he pushed his way past the crowd. Their eyes met but Bakugou quickly looked away scowl deepening with what looked like shame. He didn’t say anything directly to Izuku but came and stood in front of him blocking him from the prying eyes of the media.

“Hey kid we’re just trying to get a story!” a reporter heckled and Bakugou actually growled at the man. Even if he was young Bakugou was still an intimidating alpha and the crowd parted to make a path for him when he stepped forward. He spared a glance back at Izuku who nodded back to him and came to follow behind as they made it to the school entrance and out of the crowd.

Izuku sighed in relief although his hands fidgeted. He found himself wanting to reach out and hold onto Bakugou, an embarrassing desire. Bakugou still was silent as he looked over at the omega regarding him with a tight expression. They continued on to the classroom in this awkward state.

“Kacchan.” Izuku said from his seat behind the alpha watching as the blonde stiffened from being addressed. He desperately wanted to break the spell that had fallen between them but before he could Aizawa entered the classroom giving announcements and putting forth that the class needed to choose a class representative. Izuku bit his lip eyes never leaving the blonde while the rest of the class started chattering excitedly.

“Midoriya have you written down your vote yet?” Iida asked carefully approaching the small boy while keeping his eyes on the alpha in front of him. But Bakugou appeared unusually subdued today not even turning to acknowledge the alpha’s approach.

“Ah! Yes!” Midoriya said carefully folding the piece of paper out of sight. He had voted for Iida, the other boy had an air of authority and a passion for upholding order that most others didn’t display. He dropped the vote into the collection bin and went back to worrying about the alpha in front of him. Iida seemed to notice this and his eyes looked back and forth between the beta and alpha wondering what was going on.

He didn’t want to jump to conclusions but the beta and alpha seemed pretty close. Bakugou had just been out on his rut while Midoriya had remained at school. Could it be that they were in a relationship and currently struggling with the alpha’s rut? He shook his head. Whatever it was it was a private issue between the boys and one he shouldn’t intrude on.

The classes votes were cast and counted ending up with Iida as class president and Momo as the deputy. Izuku tried to smile for Iida but again he couldn’t help but shift to the back of Bakugou’s head. He wouldn’t be able to focus unless they squared away this air between them.


Bakugou could feel emerald eyes boring into his back the entire class. It put him on edge and made shame build up inside himself. Shame was not an emotion he had really ever felt but over the past week it had consumed him. He was aware of what he had done to the little omega, he remembered it through a layer of haziness. He remained silent to the other boy out of fear that the next thing to come out of his mouth would fix nothing and only drive the wedge deeper between them.

Fuck that rut had been rough when he held these conflicted feelings. He glanced back at Izuku one time during the class and felt his face heat up. He had gotten through the rut thinking about Izuku and the encounter he had had with him in the omega’s room. Every time he had gotten through a wave of lust he felt guilty afterwards after having imagined the scene in Izuku’s room playing out without interruption. He hated himself for it. He wasn’t exactly sure what his relationship with Izuku was anymore… but he knew he wanted to be closer.

Finally the class was dismissed for lunch and he couldn’t stand it anymore. This guilt was overwhelming him and he grit his teeth against it replying to his hurt with his usual defense. Anger. He was lost in self loathing until something unexpected happened. He felt a hand touch his back and he stiffened at the contact slowly turning to see Izuku’s big concerned eyes. He had specifically avoided touching Izuku, he didn’t deserve to.

“Kacchan, lets go talk.” Izuku said lowly to him so the others couldn’t pick up on it. Bakugou nodded, compliant to anything the omega needed from him at the moment. They filtered out of the class with all the others headed to the cafeteria. Bakugou felt the familiar prickle of aggression rise in him when Round Face and Four Eyes came to ask Izuku to join them but kept himself restrained. He had no right to interfere.

Although his repressed attitude only seemed to worry the omega more than comfort him. He followed after the shorter boy and down the hall finding an isolated spot and turned to him with searching eyes. Bakugou couldn’t help but let the words slip out between he lips before Izuku could open his mouth.

“I’m sorry.” Bakugou said looking down at the freckled face. Izuku froze for a moment before the tiniest smile came onto his face. Bakugou could see forgiveness coming onto the other’s face and all he wanted to do was punch something at how stupidly fast the omega was willing to accept him back.

“Don’t fucking look at me like that!” he snarled startling the omega before correcting the direction of his anger back inwards.  “Not after what I did…” he said softer.

“Kacchan… It’s okay-“

“NO ITS FUCKING NOT!” Bakugou said voice echoing in the empty hall and making the omega swivel his head around looking for any eavesdroppers. “Don’t try to act like it. I was too fucking weak! I almost… God damn it I almost did that to you, Deku. Don’t tell me you're fine with it.”

Izuku was quiet for a long time letting Bakugou pant his frustrations into the air and clench his fists. A conflicted look came onto his face before biting his lip and nodding. Then he seemed to come to a decision because he set determined filled eyes on the alpha.

“I-I forgive you Kacchan.” Izuku said and before Bakugou could snarl at him again he continued on. “And I wouldn’t mind doing…that…with you.” He said softer, face going beet red and eyes going back to the floor in nervousness before shooting back up and locking onto Bakugou’s shocked face. “J-Just not now! Not everything at once…And definitely not during a rut.”

Bakugou couldn’t believe his ears and involuntarily his mind pushed the fantasies he had entertained himself with during his rut to the forefront of his mind causing him to blush too like the idiot in front of him. He felt the guilt he had been feeling for days slowly falling off his shoulders but knew he had a long way to go before he could allow himself to be carefree around the omega again. He didn’t know how to respond to the sudden confession Izuku had given him and the longer he stood in silent shock the more nervous the omega seemed to become.

“I m-mean if you actually wanted to. Unless that was all because of your rut… Oh god did I just make this worse? I just thought-I mean you know, we’ve been so close all this time and I kind of like you a lot more than I thought. And then the rut happened and you were gone for a week and I couldn’t stop thinking and worrying about you and what is happening between us-“ Izuku said spiraling into a muttering bout as his face only grew redder than Shitty Hair’s hair.

“Deku.” Bakugou said breaking the fretting omega off from his spilling words. Izuku looked up at him with the stupidest expression. “Ok.”

It was the tiniest reply but Izuku seemed to register the alpha’s agreement like it was the announcement of a life time. Looking up at him with a smile slowly spreading over his lips. It almost felt like things were patched between them.

And then alarms went off in the school.

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Both Izuku and Bakugou jerked at the sudden sound blaring in the halls warning students to get to safety. Izuku looked around confused trying to figure out what had caused the alarm to go off while Bakugou bristled and turned to see students coming in a flood down the hallway. Without thinking Bakugou placed his hands on either side of Izuku and pressed them both against the wall to avoid the sudden torrent of confused and frightened students. Still some pressed up against Bakugou and shove past him. Any contact made resulted in a snarl or growl from the alpha while he carefully shielded them both from the crowd.

Izuku paled at the feeling of being trapped by the alpha. He couldn’t help the sudden snap of his mind back to his bedroom but shook his thoughts out of it and looked up at Bakugou’s disgruntled face, happy to see the alpha was well within his senses.

“What the fuck has gotten into these extras?!” Bakugou snarled after a particularly harsh shove. Still with the muscles he had he was able to keep Izuku caged in a relatively comfortable space. He stood as a rigid wall between the omega and chaos.

“I don’t know but obviously somethings wrong!” Izuku said urgently next to him, breath breezing over Bakugou’s collar bone and making him unconsciously shiver. Then he secretly scolded himself in his head, Izuku had confessed to him not even thirty seconds ago and he was already thinking with his dick. “We should find a teacher and figure out what’s going on.”

Bakugou grunted agreement but judging from the large pressure still against his back getting through this crowd would be ridiculous. It was then that Izuku’s eyes widened staring at something over Bakugou’s shoulder and he turned to see what it was. Four Eyes was flying past them and circling in quite a comical way. Both Bakugou and Izuku stared at him flying past with dumbfounded looks and when the nosy alpha splat against the wall Bakugou chuckled while Izuku watched on with concern.

“ITS ALRIGHT EVERYONE! ITS JUST THE MEDIA OUTSIDE SETTING OFF THE ALARMS!” Iida announced from his perch. At his proclamation students gradually stilled and began to confusedly disperse and talk. The atmosphere calmed down under Iida’s watchful alpha authority and Izuku smiled knowing he had picked the right person for class representative.

Bakugou didn’t back off from the omega until the majority of the hall had cleared out. Then he reluctantly pulled away from Izuku letting the other boy regain his sense of personal space. They both stood there awkwardly for a moment, unsure if they should try to continue the previous conversation or not. Izuku’s stomach chose for them when it grumbled quite loudly at them making Izuku blush.

“Um, do you want to go grab lunch?” Izuku said sheepishly and a knowing smile on his lips.

“Sure.” Bakugou said happy to not bring up the previous topic or risk looking as stupid as his omega looked. Izuku’s smile turned on full power and he led the way back to the cafeteria where students filtered back in

“Deku over here!” Uraraka called from a table near by after they had loaded up their trays. With things patched up with Izuku Bakugou gladly let out a growl towards her when they approached. Although he still took the seat next to Izuku without further complaint.

“Iida that was very heroic of you just now.” Izuku said leaning forward to see the alpha sitting beside Uraraka.

“It was nothing. I simply fulfilled the duty of a fellow student to inform others of the situation.” Iida said adjusting his glasses although there was a hint of a blush of his cheeks from the praise.

“But seriously man that rocked! I’m glad you got to be the class rep. Good to know we can count on you in emergencies!” Kirishima said joining the conversation and plopping down next to Bakugou who scowled at the unwanted company. Kaminari followed him over and sat opposite to the red head nodding agreement.

“I am honored to hear that you are able to trust me with this responsibility.” Iida said formally while the blush deepened on his face and a smile tugged at his lips.

“Well it is always important to be calm in situations like that. You handled it as well as a pro.” Asui said across the table from Uraraka. And the rest of the lunch was spent trying to see how red Iida could grow under praise. Kirishima managed to even keep up a conversation with Bakugou during the lunch. The red head was persistent and unflinching to the other alpha’s attitude. That combined with Kaminari’s idiotic comments giving Bakugou an excuse to insult someone put Bakugou in a begrudgingly social able mood.

They all headed back to class as a group. Izuku watched Bakugou out of the corner of his eye, he was very happy to see the alpha finally opening up to others. Bakugou had been glued to him since they had started at UA and he worried the alpha would get isolated. Izuku didn’t want him to be isolated, not like he had been over the years. It was also a relief to see the alpha allowing others to approach Izuku without growling. He had settled for simply glaring at the others. A very big improvement indeed.

The others entered the class and Izuku waved them off. He needed to head to the infirmary to see if All Might was here yet. They hadn’t had a session yet today and Recovery Girl still hadn’t paged him so he wanted to go check himself. He hurried down the halls and into the familiar sterile room spotting his mentor sitting at her computer updating files.

“Um, is All Might here yet?” Izuku asked after they exchanged greetings.

“No, he appears to be pretty late. I was informed he got caught up in some hero work on his way to the school. No doubt that bone head is flaunting his power around when he has you waiting to recharge him.” Recovery Girl huffed from her seat. “Seriously, that man is getting careless with you around.”

“I think he’s just excited to be able to help people again without having to worry about any time limits.” Izuku said cheerily. The thought that he was being depended on by his idol made him giddy inside.

“Well, I will page you when his deflated self gets here. Oh, but you should hurry along Midoriya, I believe you have rescue training scheduled. It’s perfect practice for support heroes. Since the buffoon isn’t here Aizawa will likely be over seeing it.” Recovery Girl said making Izuku nod and excitedly scamper to the door.

“And you should really make better use of your suit’s equipment!” she called after him making him pause at the door and turn confused towards her. She huffed at the expression he was making. Clearly someone hadn’t explained things to him. No wonder he had seemed so defenseless during his mock battles.

“What do you mean?” Izuku asked taking a step back towards her eager to hear about this. He knew his suit had been designed by a few upperclassmen from the support class who had been his patients during his time with Recovery Girl before he started his freshmen year.

“There are plenty of features on your suit, those wings of yours are inflatable and can lift you out of an area for example. And the entirety of it is made of the same material as Aizawa’s scarf. They should have left you some instructions in your suit’s case.” Recovery Girl said shaking her head, “For now just head to training. By the time your training concludes All Might should be back and waiting.”

Izuku nodded and headed off to the classroom with a promise to see his mentor later. The knowledge that he had tools available to him that he didn’t even know about made him think the outcomes of those battles could have been different. He’d have to search his suit’s case thoroughly for those instructions. Maybe he could glance over them before they started the exercise.

He made it back to the classroom to hear the announcement that they needed to be suited up and on the bus in ten minutes. Bakugou had already grabbed his suit case and handed it to him heading out to the locker room and bathroom as they usually did. Izuku quickly made his way inside with Bakugou on his heels checking each stall to make sure the place was empty.

He opened the case and pulled out his bag and costume leaving the inside empty and making him frown. Where were these instruction at? It was then that he spotted the folded up papers shoved between the packing of the case and the wall of it. He quickly pulled it out and scanned over it.


Bakugou went back out to the hall to stand guard at the door like he always did. Kirishima spared him a questioning glance as he entered the locker room across from him but didn’t make a comment on it. He folded his arms and dutifully waited for Izuku to come out. A small smile quirked at the edges of his lips as he thought about how cute the other looked in their hero get up.

“Excuse me could you move?” someone asked snapping him from his thoughts. He glared at the taller student who dared to interrupt his musings. The other boy just looked at him with very tired eyes, the idiot looked like he hadn’t had a single good nights sleep in years. His fucking hair looked like an imitation of Einstein’s with an odd purple coloring.

“This one is out of order move along dipshit.” Bakugou said dismissively. Still he let off a little of his scent so the moron would get the picture and move on. Except the other seemed to blink at his rudeness and raise his eyebrows. He easily looked over Bakugou’s shoulder to see the door to the bathroom free of any sign that might have confirmed the blonde’s story. Bakugou felt himself twitch a little at being overlooked, quite literally, and having his demand questioned by the beta in front of him.

“It doesn’t look out of order to me.” The beta said calmly yet his eyes bespoke of a challenge to Bakugou’s authority making his lips jerk into a sneer.

“Well with how fucking tired you look I’m surprised you can even stand. So how but you go away before I help you get to sleep?” Bakugou said threateningly puffing his chest out and clenching his fists, teeth still bared. The other boy didn’t back down though instead his eyes looked down on him half lidded with cockiness that could match the alpha’s own.

“How about you move?” the other boy said and suddenly Bakugou took a step to the side leaving the door completely open to intrusion. Bakugou was in shock at his own actions unable to comprehend what had just happened. He realized he couldn’t move either and he strained against mental chains. The other boy looked at him with self-satisfaction and moved to open the door.

“Kacchan sorry for taking so long I got distrac-“ Izuku said opening the door only to run into a strange beta nose first into the other’s chest. Izuku backed up blinking at the unexpected stranger but immediately put his hands up in apology.

“Oh! Sorry didn’t realize you were coming in.” Izuku said holding the door open for the other boy. The purple haired boy walked in with his eyes sweeping over the bathroom finding it empty except for the other beta who was dressed in an obvious hero costume.

“Thanks.” Shinsou said simply brushing past the other. He really did need to pee but when he had come across the blonde standing guard outside the door to the bathroom he had gotten a little angry. Bullies often had the tactic to post a thug at the door while the ruffed some poor kid up out of sight. With the alpha’s attitude he had thought someone might need help in here.

But it appeared he was wrong and he kicked himself inwardly for using his quirk without proper justification. So he wondered into a stall and locked it behind himself knowing he might need a barrier between himself and the guard. Then he released his quirk’s hold on the other.

“Kacchan are you okay?” Izuku said with concern as the door to the bathroom closed behind him. The blonde was standing there with a blank face, which was disturbing to see because Bakugou was always an animated person. Just as he reached out to touch Bakugou’s shoulder he seemed to snap out of his daze and his face contorted with rage again.

“That slimy fucker!” he snarled swiveling toward that door to the bathroom with the intention of beating the shit out of the smug bastard.

“Kacchan stop! You need to get dressed or we won’t make it to the bus on time!” Izuku said pushing back against Bakugou. Bakugou paused and then reluctantly turned to the locker rooms storming into them. Instead, settling for denting one of the locker doors and disturbing the other boys changing. He just didn’t want to upset Izuku today so he would let it go. For now. He could always track that jackass down later and out of sight from the omega.

Izuku gave a sigh of relief at seeing the alpha follow his plea before settling into his usual spot next to the locker room door. Kirishima popped out and asked if he wanted to walk to the bus but he declined wanting to wait for Bakugou. The red head shrugged and continued on. The door opposite to Izuku opened again and the strange student emerged. When he spotted Izuku he awkwardly rubbed his neck and stepped over to him looking like he wanted to say something. Izuku figured it was about Bakugou’s territorial attitude, no doubt the blonde had been less than civil to the boy who just needed to use the restroom.

“Um, sorry if Kacchan gave you a hard time. He was just trying to do me a favor.” Izuku said glancing up at the other sheepishly. The other averted their gaze looking almost guilty.

“I may have reacted a bit harshly too. I just thought someone might be in trouble and jumped to conclusions about your friend. Tell him sorry for me.” Shinsou said making Izuku confused for a second before piecing together how the other student might have perceived the situation. Even students who weren’t in his class were heroic in this school, it made Izuku smile.

“It was heroic of you to try and help, even if it wasn’t what you thought it was. I’ll tell him you apologized!” Izuku said brightly to the other making Shinsou pause in the nervous rubbing of his neck. The kid in the hero costume just called him heroic. He turned away quickly and walked away calling a good bye over his shoulder and hiding his blush from the other’s happy eyes.

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“Everyone single file on the bus!” Iida shouted and seemed to have spawned a whistle out of no where as he set about organizing the students. Aizawa watched with indifference a little appeased since it meant less work for him. Izuku came jogging over to join the others with Bakugou on his heels. Izuku had told him that the strange purple haired boy did apologize but the alpha’s only response was a grunt. Izuku was just glad the student wasn’t in their class so they probably wouldn’t run into each other again.

Izuku settled on the bus next to Asui while Kirishima managed to corner Bakugou in another seat. The ride was spent mostly with their growing group of friends consoling Iida because his loading plan had failed. Then Kirishima had noticed how Bakugou was in a crappy mood. That only served for the group to turn their attention to the hot headed blonde and they lightly teased him. They riled him up enough to get him to blow off steam by yelling at them and throwing around insults.

By the time they rolled up to the strange dome Bakugou had burned up any anger about the bathroom incident and now was thoroughly pissed at all his snickering friends. He even spotted Izuku hiding his mouth behind his hand holding back a traitorous chuckle. He glared at the omega but it only seemed to make him laugh harder the sound ringing out unable to be held back. Begrudgingly he felt his anger ebbing away when he heard the charming laugh.

When they entered the building Izuku’s eyes went huge as he took in the sections of training areas. In all honesty the place looked like an amusement park and he buzzed with sudden excitement. Rescue missions would likely become his specialty in the future and this would be his first-time training for it. He was very determined to make his mark and not leave in defeat like in the mock battles.

To the surprise to a lot of students they had a guest teacher today and Uraraka bounced up and down at the sight of Thirteen while tugging on Izuku’s arm explaining her admiration for the hero. Bakugou came up behind them and growled at the beta’s contact with Izuku but all straightened out when Thirteen’s introduction came with an ominous warning about how dangerous one’s quirk can be and the importance of awareness with their powers. At the warning Bakugou brushed up against Izuku’s other side and subtlety squeezed his hand. Izuku blushed at that but allowed the contact and even gave a gentle squeeze back.

Bakugou was highly aware of his quirks destructive capabilities. When they were younger a smaller Izuku had questioned their compatibility as a hero duo. It had definitely disturbed the alpha who simply took his frustrations out by making them practice harder. It sometimes snuck up on Bakugou when they were talking about their future and was a sore spot for him. Still he never let Izuku say stupid things like that again.

Izuku didn’t look over at the alpha instead continued listening curiously to the teacher. Thirteen was listed as a beta in registries but their hero costume kept them sealed off from other’s so he was unable to pick up a scent. In his head he secretly wondered if he might not be the first omega hero. Maybe there was one standing right in front of him right now. The thought made him smile and comfort him that maybe he wasn’t alone. Another squeeze on his hand reminded him that he would never be alone.

“Alright then let’s get started.” Aizawa said stepping forward. The lights of the facility flickered as if on que and the fountain below them spurted. Izuku looked around ready to see the disasters start up when a strange swirling purple mist opened up below them in the middle of the building.

“Is this part of the exercise?” Kirishima asked squinting at the oddity. And then a person stepped through the mist followed by many more slowly building into a rather large crowd below them.

“Everyone stay back!” Aizawa said throwing out an arm to halt any curious wondering to the fore front. The students quickly picked up on the change in atmosphere as both the pros turned to face the apparently unexpected development. Aizawa’s next words had Izuku’s blood running cold and Bakugou’s hand gripping his own in sudden protectiveness. “Those are villains down there. Real villains. Thirteen I’m counting on you to get the students out.”

Aizawa placed his goggles over his eyes indicating he was preparing for battle. Izuku thought back to the video he had seen of him fighting. Aizawa was very capable in hand to hand combat. But he was outnumbered by the tens and who knew the level of training this group had.

“But there are too many even for you! You need help!” Izuku said taking a step forward. Bakugou immediately tugged back against his hand not liking at all the way the omega was getting out in front. He kept his eyes trained down on the intruders while Izuku appealed to their teacher. Bakugou was confident in a fight against such lowlife scum but he was no fool. Infiltrating this facility so deep in secure hero territory told him these people might be above common thugs. They had to have a plan.

Aizawa gave Izuku a reassuring comment before jumping down into the fray fighting off multiple villains at once. Todoroki voiced the same line of thoughts Bakugou had just gone through in his head with annoying accuracy and Thirteen urged them all towards the entrance. Bakugou growled at the thought of retreating while Izuku stared down at the battles going on in front of him mesmerized by Aizawa’s fighting style.

“Come on Deku.” Bakugou said for once being a voice of reason and tugging the omega out of his musing and dragging him after the other students towards the door. Izuku’s brow furrowed as he watched the villains below him specifically watching the purple mist and a man standing with many hands on himself. A bell was ringing in his head but he couldn’t locate it.

They made it about half way to the entrance when the mist suddenly sprang up in front of them causing the closest students to jump back in shock. A strange morphing happened with the mist and strange glowing yellow eye strips appeared narrowing down at them.

“I know its impolite, but we have come to say hello in this haven of justice. It’s a befitting place for the last breath the symbol of peace should take. Yet I see no sign of the hero when he was scheduled to be here today. No matter, I still have a job to do.” The purple mist muttered aloud to them causing shock to radiate through the students. Bakugou grit his teeth letting go of Izuku’s hand and jumping forward with Kirishima in an attack. If he was going to get Izuku out of here they needed to get this guy out of the way. Izuku was still shocked by the words the mist man had uttered and didn’t realize Bakugou was in action until the alpha had left his side. So the boy’s ended up attacking without Izuku’s boost backing them.

Bakugou let off an explosion while Kirishima aimed a well placed blow at the strangers body. Mist fluttered at the actions but quickly reformed with only a glimpse of metal shown in the swirling fog.

“Get back!” Thirteen shouted and the to boys complied dodging out of the way as the pro prepared to release their quirk. But purple mist enveloped the group quickly causing confusion and fright.

“Kacchan!” Izuku said squinting in the darkness trying to figure out where the blonde had gone.

“Deku!” Bakugou called in response and Izuku spun to the side looking for him. A pale hand reached out to him through the fog only to slowly disappear before Izuku could grab it. Izuku panicked as the fog dissipated leaving him to stare at an abandoned area of the path way. Bakugou had just been there and now he was gone. He frantically looked around and realized most of the class was gone too. Only a few remained with Thirteen.


Bakugou snarled stepping forward and reaching to where he had heard Izuku’s voice but found nothing. The strange purple fog only seemed to grow denser until suddenly he felt the floor leave him. He prepared himself and landed with both feet onto the concrete floor eyes already scanning his surroundings for any sign of where Izuku had ended up. But the people he saw were low level thugs inching towards him and Kirishima confused but standing at his back.

“FUCK!” Bakugou shouted letting off explosions from his palms and turning with unbridled fury on the challengers around him. Without much conversation he and Kirishima went to work cleaning the trash stalking towards them in the room. He found it to be surprisingly easy to work with the other boy who moved to accommodate his attacks.

“Whew, that was easier than I thought it’d be.” Kirishima said wiping his brow once the attackers had been decimated. He turned and gave a smile to Bakugou who was oddly quiet and staring out the window of the broken down building they were in. At least they were still in the USJ, they could see the center battle from where they were. “Come on Bakugou we need to go help any others.”

“You go do that. I’m headed to get that warping fucker.” Bakugou growled eyes locking on the mist’s location near the center of the facility. He was surprised the fog man wasn’t still guarding the door, was he able to warp everyone away? If he did, did that mean they had been warped to other ambushes? He shook off any worry that tried to cling to him. He had trained Izuku and as long as the villains were as bad as the ones he had been sent to he doubted Izuku would be in any serious danger.

Right now his top priority should be to cut off any escape route the villains had. That meant getting the tricky mist man and he grinned. He had spotted the man’s weakness when they attacked. He wondered if that was half the reason the man had hurried to warp them away.


While Bakugou had been off fighting in the earth quake section the students left on the pathway quickly packed together to face the villain. It was quickly determined that Iida needed to deliver news back to campus by foot since communication was cut off. Izuku was quick to offer a boost to Iida who gratefully accepted. Someone suggested Izuku piggy back the alpha like he did in the mock battles, but it was too risky to limit Iida’s movement against the villain. So he would be supporting him until he managed to slip through the door.

“Get behind me!” Thirteen shouted to the remaining students who scrambled to follow orders. Thirteen released their black hole quirk sucking up much of the mist and restricting the villain’s movements. The mist man didn’t appear all that fazed by it and even laughed at their efforts to contain him. Yet with Izuku casting his aura on Iida the boy moved faster than the mist could react. Once Iida made it past the villain Izuku had to awkwardly angle the aura to curve around the villain, a feat he had yet to completely master.

With everyone focused on Iida the warper took their distraction as his chance to open a portal behind Thirteen causing massive damage to the pros back to everyone’s horror. With the restriction gone the mist stretched towards Iida who had stopped to open the large facility doors. He was out of Izuku’s max range so Izuku was unable to offer a boost of strength. Fortunately for him his classmates proved to be more reliable and were able to throw the mist man off of Iida’s heels. Everyone felt victorious once the alpha disappeared beyond the doors.

“Deku! Hurry we need to get Thirteen back up!” Uraraka called turning his attention back to the fallen hero.

“Are they still breathing?” Izuku asked the grim question with a bit of fear. The suited hero had yet to move after the attack.

“It looks like it. Just hurry up!” Uraraka said with tears in her eyes. Izuku nodded already jogging over to them from his spot up front where he had been aiming at Iida. But the next step he took made his stomach flip because it didn’t meet ground but sunk into nothing. He pitched forward in shock looking up in time to see Uraraka running forward to grab him but missing and he was suddenly falling through mist.

He fell with a bit of a delay onto the concrete floor and scrambled to his feet taking stock of his surroundings. He ended up further towards the center of the facility next to a few unconscious thugs. It looked like the mist man had dropped him in a random location to prevent him from healing Thirteen. He turned his head to look at the top of the stairs intent on running back to the others when he caught sight of Aizawa taking out the last of the henchmen. He looked tired and his elbow was incredibly damaged. He needed to heal his teacher before heading for Thirteen, who would take quite a while to fully heal.

“Aizawa!” Izuku called running forward unthinkingly as he focused on the wounded arm. But as his teacher snapped his head towards him there was a strange flash and suddenly there was a huge, monstrous man standing behind the pro. Izuku’s eyes widened in sudden fear and he opened his mouth to scream a warning but before any sound came out the sickening crack of bones rang out.

For the second time in the span of ten minutes Izuku watched as a hero crumpled at the hands of a villain. The strange beast like villain with exposed brains and a beak was snapping Aizawa’s bones like twigs causing the pro to bellow out in pain. The sound had Izuku’s feet moving again without his knowledge he was running forward again almost to his teacher when the beast looked up seeing him coming.

Suddenly it was in front of him and Izuku had to dig his heels into the ground to avoid smacking into his chest. The dodging practice he had with Bakugou kicked in immediately and he ducked as arms swung out to grab him. He jumped backwards trying to gain some distance between himself and the attacker but a flash told him the enemy was moving too. Reacting on instinct he dove to the side rolling out of the monster’s reach again.

“Midoriya run!” he heard Aizawa yell along with a sputtering of wetness which could only be assumed to be blood from his teacher. Izuku tried to look back at the man to check on his condition but his left arm was grabbed in a literally bone crunching grip.

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Tomura was furious. He had come to take down the symbol of peace but the guy was a no show. But he couldn’t stay in a bad mood when he watched Eraser Head slowly take out all his men. It really was cool to watch and reminded him of his childhood watching pros win against impossible odds. But the longer he watched the easier it was to tell the pros weakness and Tomura struck the moment he thought he could slowly dissolving the hero’s elbow. He was gleeful at that success even as he was knocked away.

But still the pro endured and continued taking down men. Tomura stood watching in awe but knew the pro wouldn’t fare well when Nomu was released. As he punched the last of the henchmen into unconsciousness. The hero’s head snapped to the side like he was distracted by something and Tomura took full advantage of it.

“Nomu, get him.” Tomura commanded and the tool was gone in a flash reappearing and taking down the troublesome hero with ease. Tomura practically purred with satisfaction at the wet crunching noises coming from the Nomu.

“Tomura.” Kurogiri said slowly coming into existence next to him. Tomura knew immediately that something must have gone wrong if Kurogiri was no longer guarding the door. He absentmindedly rubbed his neck in preparation for his anger. He grunted at the mist as a way to prompt him to explain what he surely needed to say.

“I have incapacitated the hero Thirteen, however one student managed to slip past me.” Kurogiri reported in a hesitant voice knowing how royally he had screwed up. Tomura started to scratch furiously at his throat growling at this news. He had half a mind to reach over and try to disintegrate the mist but knew it was a futile effort so instead he dug deeper at his own neck.

“Kurogiri you-“ he started to seethe but was distracted by something that was happening in front of him. There was a small figure running towards the Nomu. That figure had bouncy green messy hair and bright green eyes. From where he stood he couldn’t make out the freckles but instinctually knew they were there. Tomura had froze his scratching and his single visible eye widened.

“Midoriya run!” Eraser Head yelled and confirmed Tomura’s suspicion. He couldn’t believe it, what was a quirkless omega doing here? A snapping sound and a scream brought Tomura out of his spiraling thoughts.

“Nomu! Bring that over here!” Tomura shouted making the beast pause when it had reached forward with a large hand to no doubt crush the boy’s skull. Kurogiri felt even more confused at this new development that had snapped Tomura from a tantrum so quickly.


Izuku screamed in pain as he felt the bones pretty much shatter in his arm. When he realized the villain would be engaging him he had shoved his aura close to his skin but with physical contact the monster had on his arm made him able to use it. The creature was ridiculously strong if Izuku wanted to live he needed to get out of its grip. Gritting past the pain Izuku looked for a weak spot. Bakugou had always encouraged him to go for eyes but Izuku discovered to his horror that the things brains were exposed. In a feat of flexibility Izuku contorted and used the creatures own body as leverage to run up him and kick at the exposed organ hoping to daze the other and loosen the grip.

Nothing happened. Instead the creature reached forward with its free hand towards his head and Izuku saw death approaching him quickly. He shut his eyes and flinched away letting a few tears force their way through and down his cheeks. He heard a shout though he didn’t pay attention to what it said, instead he held his breath waiting for the end. He just hoped Bakugou would make it out alive.

But the hand never reached his face and Izuku slowly opened his eyes to see the hand hovering about an inch from his face. He whimpered when the creature raised him off the ground by the broken arm. Then they were moving too quickly for Izuku to make out, his surroundings blurred either from the speed or pain he couldn’t tell. He let out a yelp when they came to a stop and he swung from the grip in a sickening and unnatural manner by the shattered arm.

“Put him down.” A raspy voice said and Izuku was released falling onto his butt on the ground. He sucked in a breath and immediately placed his arm between his legs and pulled. The pain made his vision spotty but right now he needed to keep the arm straight and avoid having it heal crookedly. With that done, he finally looked up with hazy pained eyes and caught the scent of the strange alpha in front of him.

Izuku recognized the scent instantly. It sharply pierced his senses and dragged forth the identity of the person in front of him. The shaggy hair and slouched posture, Tomachan hadn’t changed that much besides growing bigger.

“Tomachan?” Izuku asked confused as he looked up at the other boy. He blinked away more tears trying to get a better look and make sure he wasn’t being deceived.


Kurogiri’s glowing eyes widened as he finally made connections to what was happening. This was Hisashi’s son and Tomura’s childhood friend. What was he doing here and why was he in a hero outfit? The boy barely looked like his father, small and rather adorable to look at. Hisashi was tall had a menacing aura and the freckles that added charm to the boy in front of him looked like the tiny droplets of dried blood on the bridge of his father’s nose. If not for the name, Kurogiri would never have made the connection between the two.

 Tomura stared down at the omega uncomprehendingly. This was impossible. Yet there Izuku was sitting in front of him in pain and crying like he did all the time as a child. He also caught sight of red shoes of the boy’s feet. He had similar ones adorning him own. It brought back memories unbidden from his mind.

They had gotten matching shoes when they lived together. The overly cheerful Izuku had gotten him an identical pair after he and Inko had gone out shopping. Apparently the omega had kept up the tradition of wearing red shoes up until the present. As had Tomura.

“W-why are you here?” Izuku asked still horribly baffled at the other’s presence as much as Tomura was by him. The question had Tomura frowning remembering with sudden clarity the goal he had come to do.

“Why are you here Izu-chan? Did Hisashi send you?” Tomura asked ignoring Izuku’s question in favor of quenching his own confused state.

“Dad? Dad doesn’t know I go here. It’s going to be a surprise…” Izuku said. His arm was healing and proper thinking was returning to him. Tomura was in front of him. Tomura had commanded the monster behind him. Tomura…was a villain? Why would his dad send him here? Izuku shut out the thoughts not wanting to connect his father to the villains around him right now.

“M-Midoriya, get away from them.” A coarse voice said drawing Izuku’s mental break down back to reality. He moved blank eyes back over to the bloody broken mess that was his teacher. He focused back in on the struggling form, it looked like Aizawa was trying to get up even with both arms broken.

“Mr. Aizawa.” Izuku said all to aware that the creature that did that to Aizawa was still standing behind him casting a shadow that engulfed him. Tomura was staring down at him and did not fail to notice the slow healing of his broken arm. It was impossible. Izuku had a quirk.

“Tomura, focus please. I have not doubt more pros are being notified at this moment of our presence here.” Kurogiri urged trying to get them back on track with what Tomura wanted to do. With the speed the child had when he escaped Kurogiri doubted they had very long to remain here. Tomura stood silently but nodded in understanding to what his mentor was telling him. He already knew that much.

“Tomachan, w-why are you doing this?” Izuku said wincing as he released his injured arm from its spot between his legs. It felt like the bones had aligned themselves enough and now just needed to seal the cracks. The arm itself was still an ugly purple but was fading to blue. Izuku was looking up at him with watery eyes filled with hope. Hope that maybe Tomura would give some good reason for all of this.

“Izu-chan, I’m here to destroy the symbol of peace.” Tomura dead panned and watched as Izuku’s expression went blank before turning even more hurt than when the arm had been shattered. Tomura crouched then getting face level with the smaller boy sitting on the floor. He was gazing intently at Izuku’s arm. “Did you get a quirk?”

Izuku paled at that. Tomura was standing in front of him but he was no longer the kid who had kept him company on the couch. This Tomura was a villain, a villain seeking blood. Izuku’s eyes slid back to Aizawa. Tomura had already succeeded in getting blood, from both of his teachers. Aizawa needed his help right now. Tomura was a villain…And Izuku was going to be a hero. With that goal in mind he knew he needed to get up and over to his teacher.

Izuku didn’t answer him instead he was staring at the bloodied pro. Looking at Izuku’s little outfit it wasn’t hard to piece together what the quirk was. It was obvious the boy had turned out to be a healer. A very useful quirk indeed. To everyone’s surprise Izuku was shakily making his way to his feet his head tilted forward so that his bangs hid his eyes from view.

“Tomachan…I’m going to be a hero.” Izuku said clenching his fists even through the pain of his injured arm. Tomura didn’t like that at all. His hands itched at the mention of heroes. Seeing the little omega becoming what Tomura hated most was teetering the unstable mind of the alpha.

“I’m going to save people who need to be saved.” Izuku said finally looking up to meet Tomura’s slowly more infuriated gaze. His emerald eyes held fortitude that mirrored the black eyes of his father. It made Tomura involuntarily shiver at the reminder of Hisashi. And then Izuku gave him a smile, the one that had been given to him numerous times when they were children and extended a hand towards the taller teen. “So let me save you.”

The extension of a hand and a promise to provide help. It reminded Tomura of a time even before he had met the smaller boy. The moment he had been taken onto this path. It made him pause and stare. Izuku was looking at him so openly. How had this boy gotten ruined by the heroes?

Tomura’s hand shot out grabbing the wrist of the other boy, carefully in a four fingered grip pulling Izuku forward so they were face to face. Or face to hand. Izuku yelped at the suddenness of it and tried to pull back but Tomura kept a bruising grip on him. Tomura suddenly felt Izuku’s quirk wash over him from the physical contact, it felt amazing.

“Izu-chan. What makes you think I need saved?” Tomura said low and threateningly as his grip tightened even further. “From the looks of it you’re the only one in need of saving right now.”

Izuku’s eyes watered again at those words. He shut his eyes tightly against the pain and against the reality he was facing. Tomura was watching his face so intently that he didn’t notice when Izuku’s other hand slipped into a hidden pocket and brought out a small device. Keeping his eyes shut Izuku pressed the button and threw it down.

The clack of the device had the trio of villains automatically looking down to see what it was. But a blast of sudden light caused Kurogiri and Tomura to cry out in pain. Nomu stared at the light and was blinded but gave no indication of the pain. Izuku’s arm was released while Tomura tried to shield himself from the assault of light. Izuku wasted no time and with his new found freedom ran in the direction he knew Aizawa was in. He opened his eyes after a few steps towards his wounded teacher watching the shadow he was casting with the light at his back. He didn’t look back and instead skidded to a halt next to his teacher.

“Sorry. I shouldn’t have distracted you.” Izuku said feeling his throat tighten as he took in the state his teacher was in. Still he didn’t have time to dwell on regrets. He grabbed the teacher around the chest being sure to lock his arms around the bigger man. He really shouldn’t be touching his teacher with all those injuries but if he didn’t Aizawa might die. Crooked healed bones could be rebroken later.

“NOMU!” Tomura practically screeched still clawing at his own face trying to relieve the pain. He had heard Izuku make a run for it. The bulky monster snapped its head towards Izuku and Izuku realized he wouldn’t be able to drag Aizawa out of danger. Izuku pressed the button on his suit and squeezed his teacher to him ensuring his grip was firm. He even wrapped his legs around the man to add extra support as the wings on his back burst with sudden fullness.

They ascended quickly leaving the ground at a fast speed just as Nomu appeared below them watching their ascent. Izuku couldn’t believe the creature had recovered so fast from the flash bang. Maybe it had some kind of self healing quirk too? Maybe he was just naturally very strong. Either way it was terrifying.

After a few moments he was floating upwards at a much slower pace. Tomura appeared to be recovering from the sneak attack along with Kurogiri. Izuku was more worried about the pro he was holding at the moment though. It seemed Aizawa had finally passed out from the pain. Izuku’s eyes went back to the smaller looking form of the Nomu on the ground as it crouched. Izuku went pale again, surely they were too high up for it to try and jump to catch them. He tried to think of a way to avoid the beast if it did try but he was coming up blank. In his frantic looking around he happened to spot a portal opening up above him too. The lazy floating up from his wings was right on course to go through it.

A pale hand was reaching through the purple mist. No doubt Tomura’s, intending to disintegrate the wings and possibly Izuku himself out of rage although maybe that was just Izuku's panicked mind saying that. Stuck between two monsters with no where to go Izuku squeezed his eyes shut and held onto his mentor. Hoping against hope that someone would help him.

 A bang resounded through the facility causing everyone to pause. Steam shifted away at the entrance to the USJ and a large muscled figure stepped through. Izuku’s tears were those of relief as his eyes focused on the hero.

“Have no fear, for I am here.” All Might said baring his alpha teeth and looking at his surroundings with unbridled outrage.

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Izuku was so happy to see All Might that he didn’t notice the moment Tomura’s hand fully grasped the wing that had floated into his range. A part of the wing crumbled away and the air easily fled from its confinement and Izuku felt his stomach drop as suddenly they were in free fall back to the ground where the Nomu was still waiting. But All Might didn’t allow it.

The pro launched himself from the top of the steps to intercept them as they fell. Secure arms wrapped around Izuku and Aizawa and All Might landed crunching the ground beneath them. He stood up to his full height carefully setting Izuku down with Aizawa. With the hero next to him Izuku immediately released his quirk sighing in relief as he felt it spread out. He was really amazed that All Might had appeared in this form. He must have been pushing his limit and Izuku wanted to give him as much of a boost as possible.

“Thank you Midoriya. Get yourself and Aizawa out of here.” All Might whispered under his breath while he faced the villains. Izuku nodded and happened to blink at that moment. When his eyes opened a second later a large dark hand was reaching towards his face, the Nomu having moved just as fast as All Might could. But All Might saw it coming and smashed his fist into the beast’s abdomen. The wind generated from the hit blew Izuku over with the comatose teacher in his arms and he quickly scrambled away from the conflict.

“Hey big guy why don’t you pick on someone your own size?” All Might said with a grin. He didn’t let it falter even as the strange man came to hit him, seemingly unfazed by the hit he had received from One For All. Izuku watched All Might and the Nomu exchange blows as he dragged his teacher to the sidelines. He was shocked that the thing was keeping up with the hero and even striking back with some power of its own.

His eyes wondered back over to Tomura and Kurogiri afraid they might try targeting him again while he was trying to retreat. But luckily for him the appearance of the symbol of peace seemed to have distracted the pair.


“I want him dead.” Tomura said in a flat voice. Eyes wide as he watched his greatest object of hatred touching probably the only thing Tomura felt affection for. Nomu was already on the move going after the little omega from Tomura’s previous command. All Might and the weapon began to earnestly fight and Tomura enjoyed the slight downward tug of the hero’s mouth indicating he was finding it to be a challenge.

“As you wish, Tomura. We should end this quickly with the pros on their way. I will strike as soon as the opportunity presents itself.” Kurogiri said next to the young alpha eyes kept solely on the fight. Tomura continued to watch in amusement as the hero struggled although his eyes did wander a bit over to where Izuku was dragging Eraser Head away. He wanted to make Kurogiri teleport Izuku back over to them but knew they might only get one shot at All Might so he needed to stay on target.

Still it infuriated him to watch the omega slinking away. He scratched his abused neck some more to relieve a bit of his irritation. Then finally he saw it, the moment they were waiting for and with a quick word to Kurogiri and the opening of two portals they had the pro trapped. Victory was moments away as the Nomu dug its fingers into All Might anchoring him and slowly descending into the dark swirling portal.


Izuku carefully set Aizawa down on the ground as he kept his eyes glued towards the peril the number one hero had gotten himself into. From here Izuku could see red staining the hero’s shirt where the Nomu had bothered the hero’s old injury. The injury that caused his catastrophic state. This wasn’t good.

All Might even released his hold on Nomu’s torso to try and pry the monsters hand off of himself and Izuku was clued into exactly how dangerous the situation was. He looked back at the teacher at his feet, his breathing was even and the bleeding wounds had healed during their time together. He should get to work setting the bones or move away from him before the bones healed wrong. It was that excuse in mind that allowed his feet to move away from the wounded teacher.

He was walking, and then running towards the struggle happening. He just needed to give All Might a boost and he was sure the hero would be able to break out of the hold. Just a moment in Izuku’s aura and All Might would be back to the advantage. It was the single thought that had him moving forward, sprinting back to his hero. A portal opened up in front of Izuku’s face and Izuku dug his heels into the ground trying to stop himself from going into it again but the momentum was going to carry him through it.

That is until the sound of explosions was heard.


“Stay back Deku!” Bakugou practically snarled as he shot onto the scene and barreled into the unprepared mist man taking him to the ground in a single strike. He and Kirishima had just made it to the center of the facility and Bakugou reacted on instinct to the danger he saw Izuku in. He was quite pleased to find the red head had followed him into the fray and warded off the creepy hand guy so Bakugou wouldn’t have to worry about his back.

“And stay down or I’ll blow your ass into so many pieces they’ll have trouble finding them all!” Bakugou growled baring his teeth down at the beta and letting off a small explosion against the weird metal armor to get the point across fully. Bakugou was surprised to see ice race across the ground and climb up the monster that was holding All Might allowing the pro to escape the death grip.

Bakugou narrowed his eyes at the half n’ half alpha who came running up past Izuku. Even if he wasn’t in pre-rut anymore he very much despised the alpha still, disliking his presence even when it was helpful in the situation.

“K-Kacchan?” Izuku called stunned at his sudden appearance but clearly happy to see him. The nerd wiped tears from his eyes and gave him a smile stepping forward and making Bakugou’s protective instincts flare again.

“I told you to stay the fuck back Deku!” Bakugou snarled at him making Izuku startle but freeze where he was standing keeping a good distance from the danger. Good. Bakugou’s crimson eyes went back to the captured villain below him and his palms itched to exact more pain on the guy.

All Might jumped away from the partially frozen villain and landed at Izuku’s side who immediately turned to spread his aura onto the tall hero. All Might smiled down at Izuku as his side was slowly healed from its agitated state. Really the boy was a great blessing, he’d probably be in great trouble right now if it wasn’t for him.

“Thank you young Midoriya, and the rest of you! But I will handle this fight so please aid Aizawa and rejoin the other students.” All Might said straightening up and facing the villains again. This ‘Nomu’ was going to be troublesome and he needed the children out of danger if he was going to deal with it.

“You need our help. Please allow use to assist in defending our school and classmates All Might.” Todoroki spoke up next to them but All Might waved off the suggestion. The last thing he wanted was for the students to get into anymore danger.

“Nomu, get up.” Tomura said from his spot observing the new arrivals. Things were growing more complicated by the second. Tomura’s rage was also growing as he watched All Might heal under Izuku’s care. The bastard was using the little omega, of course the heroes would want to use him. He’d make them pay for using his family like this and spouting off about justice when they were the embodiment of hypocrisy.

The students and hero watched in horror as the beast contorted its body back through the portals and snapped off its own frozen solid limbs to gain freedom. The terror was only strengthened as they saw it regenerate those lost limbs.

“I thought his quirk was shock absorption.” All Might stated in shock as he crouched prepared to fight the monster if it tried to come at him.

“Nomu has more than that. Its not his only quirk.” Tomura commented with a hidden smile, happy to see the enemies shaken by that revelation. “Fetch Kurogiri Nomu.”

The students couldn’t perceive what happened next but in a single moment the Nomu had gotten Kurogiri back to Tomura’s side and left a trail of dust from where he had presumably hit Bakugou across the center of the facility. Izuku’s heart stopped at that, clearly the beast hadn’t held back when attacking.

“Kacchan!” Izuku shouted in fear as his feet were already moving to run to the end of that smoke trail. He feared the hit had been too hard. That maybe Bakugou was now in a state that no one could heal him from. It couldn’t be true. It can’t be-

“Deku stop.” Bakugou’s voice came next to him and suddenly strong familiar arms wrapped around him. Izuku turned in the hold to meet scarlet eyes and a grim face of the alpha. It felt like he could breath again as the scent of Bakugou curled in around him and he hugged back tightly.

“Woah how did you get back over here?” Kirishima questioned next to him in shock. “Did you actually dodge that thing?”

“I didn’t dodge it you idiot.” Bakugou snapped while pressing a sniffling confused Deku deeper into his chest. To answer the questioning looks he was receiving from the two alphas next to him Bakugou looked to the end of the smoke trail and their gazes followed his. All Might coughed a little as he rose a bit unsteadily back to his feet while the dust cleared.

“You didn’t hold back even against children?” All Might said in disgust while he wiped some blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up straight. Tomura scoffed at that.

“I had no choice. That boy over there threatened my friend here. Really you heroes are so violent and its always endorsed when its for so called ‘justice’.” Tomura said eyes flicking over to Bakugou and subsequently down to Izuku. Bakugou did not miss the subtle shift of focus from the villain and tightened his hold around Izuku turning a bit to shield him from view while he bared his teeth at the other.

“Trying to act as if your actions are justified, its no different from any other criminal and this will end the same way it always does. With good in triumph.” All Might said regaining Tomura’s attention, he hadn’t missed the villain’s weird focus on the smaller boy either and was getting more worried for the safety of the students the longer they stayed around. “Todoroki, Kirishima, Bakugou, Midoriya, all of you take Aizawa out of here and rejoin Thirteen.”

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After seeing the monstrous strength these villains wielded and recognizing the fact that All Might would be at a disadvantage trying to defend them the students nodded reluctant agreement to All Might’s command. Kirishima was already leading the way over to where Aizawa was laying with Todoroki close on his heels. Bakugou grabbed Izuku’s hand and made to go after them too but he felt resistance.

“But he might need our help! He was in serious trouble just now and if you guys hadn’t shown up I’m not sure what would have happened. A three on one fight is against All Might’s odds.” Izuku said staring at the pro with concern. Bakugou was having none of it though.

“Deku he can handle himself. He’s All Might. Look over there.” Bakugou said pointing to where Kirishima and Todoroki were lifting Aizawa up between them, an arm around each of their shoulders. “There is where you’re needed right now. Get your priorities straight.”

“But the two of us could really help him out-“ Izuku started to say only Bakugou leaned down interrupting him by looping an arm around his midriff and threw him over his shoulder. Izuku was shocked at the sudden change while Bakugou turned on his heels and started marching away from All Might.

“K-Kachan!” Izuku said embarrassed and indignant at being put in such a position. “Stop! With my boost you could-“

“Shut it.” Bakugou growled in warning in a tone Izuku rarely heard. Bakugou was completely serious at the moment. It was weird to see the usually combative alpha turning his back on a fight. But Izuku quickly figured out why Bakugou was acting weird. It was because of him wasn’t it? Bakugou was running from a fight because he thought Izuku wouldn’t be able to handle himself. Izuku gripped the back of Bakugou’s shirt hard as he felt unfamiliar anger bubble to the surface.

“This is what we are here for. We can’t run from a fight.” Izuku murmured and felt Baugou’s grip on him tighten making the alpha’s shoulder dig into his stomach. Just then Nomu engaged All Might and gusts of wind from the shock of each hit blew past them nearly making Bakugou fall over. Wind whipped at Izuku’s face and he had to squint to see the blur that was the fight between the beast and the hero. It quickly became clear that even if they wanted to help it would be impossible to get close enough to the fight to do it.

“Just trust All Might and focus on what we can do Deku.” Bakugou yelled over the rushing wind around them. The other two alphas already were clambering up the steps with Aizawa and students from the top were coming down to help them. Bakugou hefted Izuku one more time on his shoulder and picked up the pace to go after them.

He quickly climbed the stairs with a squirming Izuku on his shoulder. He had no doubt the greenette had his eyes glued on the fight. When they reached the top of the stairs they were immediately surrounded by concerned classmates. Bakugou brushed past them and dropped Izuku on his ass next to the passed out Aizawa. Thirteen made their way over with the help of another student to get healed too. Apparently the villains had done quite the number on them.

With Izuku slowly healing the teachers many of the students turned their attention back to the fight below watching as All Might went head to head with the strange quirk wielder. Bakugou hung back next to Izuku, still weary about leaving the omega alone. And he was right to be.

When All Might struck the monster with a finishing blow that sky rocketed the creature through the USJ dome and out into the sky the students cheered. A portal discretely opened behind Izuku who had stood up to see the finishing of the fight. Bakugou snarled immediately pushing Izuku out of the way but keeping him in range to use the boost. He fired an uncontrolled explosion that let off a shock wave more powerful than the one from All Might’s last move. It blew away the mist along with the front door of the facility and the wall surrounding it.

“Bakugou what’s wrong?” Uraraka called as she came over to help Izuku up from where he had fallen over.

“Those fuckers are targeting Deku.” Bakugou said head swinging back and forth looking in literally every direction since a portal could open up anywhere. Izuku gratefully accepted the hand offered to him but when he went to stand he suddenly felt light headed and his knees buckled bringing him back down onto his knees.

“Deku are you alright?!” Uraraka asked letting her hands hover over him. Bakugou watched Izuku out of the corner of his eye but refused to let down his guard.

“What’s wrong?” Bakugou called out from his guard keeping. Izuku’s head was spinning and it was getting harder and harder to keep himself sitting upright. He swallowed and shook his head trying to regain a sense of stability.

“I don’t know. I feel like I’m going to pass out.” Izuku slurred and then his vision was going dark and the ground was coming toward his face. Bakugou cursed and swiftly squatted down to catch him before he fell flat on his face. The usual tingle of energy around Izuku ceased indicating that he had lost consciousness.

“Hey is he okay?” Kirishima asked jogging over to them with most of the class on his heels. Bakugou felt Izuku’s breath fluttering against the skin of his neck telling him the omega was hopefully fine.

“He just passed out. Keep your eyes on the enemy they could strike at any moment.” Bakugou said hugging Izuku tighter and looking over his shoulder at the open entrance of the USJ. Maybe he should just get the class to help him drag the wounded and Izuku out of this place. Hell he’d even carry Izuku back to the school if it meant getting out of here.

As if called out by his warning, another portal opened up between them and the entrance and the two remaining villains stepped through. The hand guy had a bleeding neck from where he was digging into it, it was a really creepy scene. Before anyone could make a move towards the other though All Might landed down in front of the gaggle of students becoming a barrier between them and the villains.

“Running away already?” All Might asked in a cocky voice and bearing a confident smile. He looked like he had taken quite a beating but he was still standing up steadily. Tomura paused at the taunt and lowered his hands that were painted in his own blood. With Nomu gone he had no tools. This was game over and he hated it.

“Your days are numbered hero trash.” Tomura said sourly, even as he addressed the pro he couldn’t help that his gaze went back to Izuku. What a ridiculous situation. He desperately wanted to rip the omega away from this crowd of waste. But Kurogiri was already whispering warnings to him and he knew the heroes would be there literally any second.

“I’ll be back.” Tomura said eyes never leaving the omega as mist rose up swallowing him up. All Might dashed forward intending to rip Tomura out of his escape but Kurogiri quickly had them disappearing into nothing. Leaving the pro gritting his teeth and grasping at air.


The minute Tomura had his vision clearing and the bar came into view he threw a tantrum. Throwing a stool across the bar and disintegrating many innocent items in his path. Kurogiri grimaced as the bar was destroyed around him but knew better than to interrupt him. The boy needed to blow off as much steam as possible. By the end of it Tomura was breathing heavily and dust coated every surface in the bar.

“I take it your mission did not go well.” A deep voice came from a static TV in the corner.

“All Might wasn’t any weaker than he has been Sensei.” Tomura grumbled as he sat down on the single remaining stool at the bar. He narrowed his eyes at the mental image of All Might standing strong. “Or maybe he was and he just used Izu-chan to trick us.”

“Izu-chan?” Sensei asked curiously from the other end. Tomura didn’t answer instead indulged in his bad habit of scratching. His neck was already bloody but he still let his nails dig at flesh and peel it away, the pain felt good and quelled his anger. Seeing as Tomura was busy with self-mutilation Kurogiri stepped up to answer Sensei’s questioning tone.

“We ran into someone unexpected. Hisashi’s son appears to be attending UA’s hero course. Tomura is very upset, from what he has told me the boy was like a brother to him.” Kurogiri said filling in the master on why Tomura was so particularly upset.

“He was quirkless! He is an omega! So how did he get lured into the hero’s den?!” Tomura snarled his nail piercing his own scent gland and causing him to hiss in pain.

Sensei listened to this and felt cold familiarity with his pupil’s plight. A quirkless brother that had turned out to not be so quirkless? History seemed to repeat itself but he wouldn’t let Tomura face the disappointment that he had endured in the past.

“Did you or Hisashi place the boy in such a position for your spy network?” Kurogiri questioned making Tomura pause and turn his head to watch the static curiously wondering if that was true.

“I’m afraid I have no knowledge of such a thing. It appears that I need to get in contact with the Dragon to get these answers. His mission is almost up anyway. A long talk is overdue.” Sensei said from the screen. Tomura growled from his spot at the bar hands resuming their torture. “Tomura, if you wish to take back your family and exact your revenge on these ‘heroes’ you must gather others with similar goals. It is time you construct a League to be feared.”

Tomura stopped his abuse once more at his mentor’s words. He was right, like always. If Tomura had more competent people on his side maybe things would have gone differently today. But as Sensei had always encouraged him, there’s always tomorrow.

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When Izuku woke up it was slowly, his consciousness climbing out of the grasp of very deep sleep. He blinked several times as he rose on the scentless and pristine sheets in a familiar setting. He was in the school infirmary. Specifically he was tucked away in the examination room, he had accompanied Recovery Girl here many times when dealing with more sensitive issues among students. He was glad to find himself in UA and safe but he was more concerned about what had happened at the USJ. And where was Bakugou? Izuku looked around him but saw no sign of the blonde and it actually made a heavy feeling settle in his chest to not see the alpha nearby. He turned himself on the bed intent to get out of it and on his feet to go find his mentor and ask these questions when the door to the room opened.

The old beta stood there looking at him with relief and also a stern face, one she adorned when about to scold a patient.

“Stay in bed Midoriya.” She commanded while she came into the room and stopped beside his bed. “How are you feeling now?”

“A little sluggish but besides that I think I’m fine. What happened? Did All Might capture the villains? Was anyone else hurt? How is Mr. Aizawa and Thir-“ Izuku said questions already pouring from him but Recovery Girl waved them off.

“No other students were seriously hurt. I’ve heard two villains escaped…Thirteen is alright thanks to your healing. But I believe Aizawa wishes to speak to you.” She said the last part with a concerned tone and the door opened again to reveal his teacher. He looked much better than the last time he had seen him. Although there were still some lingering bruises and the man now had a scar under his eye. Izuku was relieved to see him looking well but also felt a little fearful with the harsh look he was receiving.

“I didn’t call you in yet. Midoriya still needs a check up before I can clear him for you.” Recovery Girl scolded but Aizawa seemed to ignore her indignant tone and instead still fixed Izuku with a look that made the omega even more nervous.

“I’ve waited an entire day out there and no offense but your beds are less comfortable than my one at home. I just need to get this over with.” Aizawa said turning his gaze on her. Wait Izuku had been asleep for that long? What day was it? “I suggest you leave the room.”

“As his mentor I wish to remain by his side through your investigation.” Recovery Girl said boldly before seating herself on a stool nearby. Investigation?! Izuku’s eyes were darting back and forth between the two in confusion.

“So tell me. How did you know that villain ring leader?” Aizawa asked keeping his distance from Izuku out of range from his quirk. Recovery Girl had instructed him that using up Izuku energy could cause him to go back in his body’s ‘hibernation’ state. While Recovery Girl’s quirk used her patients own stamina to heal their words Izuku used his own. After using his quirk to boost Iida and other students, heal himself, heal All Might, boost All Might, heal both him and Thirteen, and then boost Bakugou near the end of it his energy was pretty much completely used up.

Izuku sat there stunned by the question. What did he tell them? The truth obviously but that would reveal the secrets his mother had told him to keep. If he said how he knew Tomura he would have to talk about his dad. His dad. Was his dad a villain too? Things were starting to make sense in his mind as the reasons for the secret keeping clicked into place. His dad was connected to villains so did that make him a villain? Had his mom been keeping this from him?

Izuku startled when he felt wetness hit his hands and lifted up to touch his face and found he was crying. And he couldn’t seem to stop. Aizawa remained expressionless while Izuku broke down in front of him. Recovery Girl was far more sympathetic and handed him tissues. He took them from her gratefully while his mind tore itself apart at these revelations.

“Well?” Aizawa asked regaining Izuku attention when the tears were put under relative control.

“I-I knew him when we were little. He was my friend.” Izuku said wincing at the use of was. They weren’t friends anymore right?

“Did you meet him through your father?” Aizawa asked already cutting to the core. He had clearly heard all of the conversation between him and Tomura. Izuku bit his lip and gripped the sheets on him tighter.

“Yes.” Izuku said. This was important. These were heroes and they needed to know everything about this. Why hadn’t his mom done this in the first place? For the next few minutes Izuku recounted his earlier years to the two trusted heroes in the room. Neither interrupted him and the silence that filled the room afterwards was deafening.

Izuku sometimes wondered what it would be like to have no more secrets. With a few off his chest he thought maybe he would feel lighter. He was wrong. Under the gazes of those around him he felt sick and helpless after revealing these things to them. He didn’t want to see their faces and kept his eyes down to his hands. He didn’t want to feel this way anymore. He just wanted to go home to his mom. Or maybe to Bakugou’s house where he could curl up and nest.

“I’m not a villain and I’ll do everything in my power to assist you to catch them.” Izuku said finding the courage to raise his eyes to meet Aizawa’s again. “Please believe me.”

Aizawa kept his harsh expression for another second before finally relenting and giving out a loud sigh.

“I know you’re not a villain. It wouldn’t make sense.” Aizawa stated making Izuku tear up again in relief. Recovery Girl patted Izuku’s shoulder to comfort him and he gave her the smallest smile to assure her that he appreciated it.

“Where’s Kacchan at? I thought he’d be here waiting for me.” Izuku asked now that the bulk of scrutiny had left Aizawa’s gaze. Aizawa frowned at the question though making Izuku’s heart quicken again.

“We aren’t allowing the other students around you right now. We have your mother coming in to discuss things with the principal.” Aizawa said. Izuku nodded in understanding. He would be happy to see his mom and he really needed to talk to her about these things.

“She will probably be able to tell you more than I can about Tomura and…my dad.” Izuku said reluctantly still in disbelief that his father was connected to the League.

“She will be here to be questioned soon about that…and your scent.” Aizawa said. Izuku paled in realization. With all the action that had gone down at the USJ and the fact that he hadn’t been awake for a whole other day there was no scent blockers applied to him in all that time. He swung his head up to look back and forth between the two in the room his mouth opening and racking his brain for some kind of explanation but was left speechless.

“There’s a lot you both need to explain Midoriya. Save it for Nedzu to sort out.” Aizawa said turning to leave.

“PLEASE!” Izuku shouted startling the others and it seemed to shock Izuku at his own tone too. He looked up at the teacher through watery eyes. “Please don’t let the OPA take me away. Please.”


Hisashi sighed as he put down his drink. He didn’t drink often but he really needed it after the night he had had. The underground bar he was in was practically empty and not nearly as nicely kept as Kurogiri tened to have back at his place. The man next to him watched with judging eyes. It was not Hisashi’s first time meeting him. When one prowled the back alleys of cities they tended to run into other less than friendly characters a lot. Hisashi had just gotten through another duel with this man, his maybe seventh one over the years he had come to know him. Every time they fought it always ended in a draw, after their fourth fight they came to respect each other’s strength. Even started talking to each other while fights or more brief encounters.

Don’t get Hisashi wrong. This man was in no way a friend. The moment he put down his guard he had little doubt the man would strike for the kill. But both were tired after this latest fight and had truced to come rest and talk. It was a really weird relationship that Hisashi couldn’t put his finger on. He didn’t have any more time to dwell on the oddity he found himself in because his phone buzzed and he quickly answered knowing who it probably was already. There was only ever one person who called him.

“Dragon.” The deep voice said on the other end of the phone. Hisashi still felt the spine tingle associated with that voice knowing his boss was probably the most powerful person on the planet. Rivaled only by All Might.

“Boss.” Hisashi replied while swirling his drink, his frie-nemy next to him narrowed his eyes at that. Clearly he was going to eavesdrop on the conversation.

“How have things been going on your end?” the boss asked casually.

“Pretty good. I’ve already sent the data with one of your trusted couriers. It should arrive in the next day if it hasn’t already.” Hisashi said putting his glass down and glancing at his companion who was frowning at him. The man was kind of ugly with no nose. His tattered cloth mask hid the rest of his face. It was mirrored by the equally tattered red scarf around his neck.

“That’s good to hear. Your success rate over your years is always refreshing to me Dragon.” The boss said emboldening Hisashi to finally ask what he wanted.

“Then I’m in the clear to go home?” Hisashi asked carefully hiding his eagerness behind a flat tone. The boss hummed for a moment followed by a second of silence.

“I suppose so. We are making moves here and your addition would be helpful for the League.” The boss said. Hisashi had seen the news, if someone asked him he would have said it was a brash unthought out operation. He would bet his life that it was Tomura’s doing more than anyone else. He would need to watch that boy closer when he got back. “Tell me Dragon do you have anyone else whom you would think would be an asset to the League?”

All For One was curious about the man and his son. But wanted the man to offer up the boy for service and to see if he really had been placed as part of a spy network for the sort of independent operator that Hisashi tended to be. Hisashi tilted his head towards the other bar occupant.

“I might know a man.” Hisashi stated and Stain regarded him with doubt.

“Very well. Send him to Kurogiri when you get back in town. I’m sure your family will be extremely happy with your return.” The boss said and Hisashi felt his eye twitch. All For One had not mentioned his family since they first met. Was this meant to be a subtle threat to remind Hisashi of his service to the League? Hisashi didn’t like it at all but remained stead fast in his ally ship with this powerful man.

“As you wish Boss.”

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Inko swallowed thickly and kept her breathing even as she shut her car door. Her heart was racing after having seen the report on the attack at the school. She nearly fainted when she was told Izuku was still in recovery. She hoped he hadn’t been hurt. She went inside and was greeted promptly by Izuku’s teacher Aizawa.

Izuku had told her over dinners the man was always intimidating and she couldn’t help but agree. He had a neutral expression on but Inko felt something different in his gaze. Judgement. She didn’t understand it at all, she should be the judgmental one since her child was hurt while on campus. Still Inko pulled on a fake smile and a carefully crafted mask, an art she perfected over the years.

“Hello, Mrs. Midoriya. Please follow me this way. The principal is already waiting in his office.” The man said curtly and Inko nodded following him down the hall. A sense of foreboding fell on her the longer the walk took. Call it a mothers instinct as she studied the back of the teacher.

“How is he? Has Recovery Girl finished with him?” Inko asked hurrying her step to keep up with the taller man. She had her cell phone in her pocket prepared to text the Bakugou’s once she got a confirmation on the state Izuku was in. Their son had been very moody at having been separated from Izuku forcefully.

“Yes. He just needed time to rest. We figured it would be safest to let him do that here in the school where we have good security.” Aizawa said. Inko bit her tongue at the reply that immediately wanted to jump out of her mouth. She wanted to point out that their security was obviously less than adequate since Izuku was in this position in the first place.

Before she could question his judgement though, they arrived outside the doors of the principal’s office. He opened the door for her and she walked in to find the principal sitting at his desk. The beta man,(animal?), put down some papers he had been reading as she came in. He smiled at her welcomingly.

“Ah, hello there Mrs. Midoriya! Please have a seat, should I call for the secretary to bring us some tea?” Nedzu asked giving her his full attention while Aizawa closed the door and stood at the edge of the room watching. Inko was no fool, she knew there was something more happening here. She had been in enough stand offs with villains to know when pleasantries were being feigned.

“Where is Izuku?” Inko asked without taking a seat and stopping half way into the room. Her brusqueness seemed to surprise the two in the room. Inko was no longer smiling she could feel it in their gazes. They knew something, the question was what? Izuku inherited a knack of observation and assessment not only from his father but also his mother.

“I believe he is finishing up a hearty meal after having been asleep for the past day. He’ll be coming up here with his mentor in just a few minutes. Please there is no need to be hostile. I assure you your son is safe.” Nedzu said misinterpreting her guarded demeanor as concern for her son and mistrust for the school that let him be put in danger. Inko still regarded him with suspicion while the small mammal gestured to the seat across from him at the desk invitingly again. She stiffly made her way over and sat down at the very edge looking to him to continue.

“Now Mrs. Midoriya, as you know our school was infiltrated by a group of villains the other day.” Nedzu said, “These criminals were dealt with by our staff and no students were seriously injured. However, it seemed that these intruders were not completely unknown to us. Or rather your son.”

Inko gripped the strap of her purse tightly at his words. It was impossible, Hisashi wasn’t in this city was he? Oh god, had he seen Izuku? Inko slightly trembled at the thought of the reaction Hisashi would have if he had found out what Izuku had become. Yet Izuku was still here and there were no casualties which made her doubt it was her husband. Who else would it have been?

“What are you saying? Izuku knew them? He is a friendly boy, he likely has known many people in our neighborhood. He probably has unknowingly talked to a thug or two. I assure you I would not let Izuku be under such a bad influence.” Inko said carefully keeping her mask of obliviousness. She needed to play dumb, that would be the best bet.

“Really? Does the name Tomura Shigaraki ring any bells?” Aizawa spoke up from behind Inko in a cold tone. Inko restrained the shock and the need to twitch at the name, she needed to keep her poker face if they were going to get out of this. She really wanted Izuku to be here.

“I vaguely recall him.” Inko said faking a moment of thoughtfulness and a frown. “I babysat him for a little while when Izuku was young. Are you saying he was among the villains? I haven’t seen that boy in years. To think he fell into such a path…Its disheartening to say the least.” Inko said lacing her tone with concern. She sprinkled in the truth, she was highly aware that these two men were likely trained to detect lies.

“Hmm, yes, it is always sad to see youth getting into the wrong circles.” Nedzu commented. “Could you tell us anything more about him?”

“I’m afraid not. He only came over sporadically on his own. He visited Izuku often. I can’t imagine how he must be feeling right now.” Inko said and she heard a heavy sigh leave the teacher behind her. She turned to see the man pinching the bridge of his nose and then look up at her with a critical glower.

“Came over on his own? I believe Izuku said your husband brought him to your home basically everyday.” Aizawa commented and the first crack in Inko’s façade came through. She paled visibly, a reaction she couldn’t really control. What had Izuku told these people? How much did they know? The moment of silence was tense, the atmosphere thick enough to cut through. Just then there was a knock at the door and Izuku walked in with Recovery Girl.

The moment two pairs of green eyes met Izuku’s began to get a little teary and shame was written all over his face. It made Inko’s chest tighten to see that reaction from her son. It told her that he had said too much to these people.

“Izuku.” Inko said with relief in her voice. Even if he had said something to these heroes she could smooth it over. She was just happy to see him and she smiled at him. He returned it weakly as he came to sit next to her. “I’m sorry to hear your friend Tomura turned out this way honey.”

She was still trying to pretend. Izuku grimaced at that and looked down at his feet. Inko turned back to the principal.

“It’s true my husband would sometimes pick up the child or take him home but I assure you it was nothing more than that.” She said reaching over to comb a hand through Izuku’s unruly locks in an effort to comfort him as well as herself.

“Mom I told them everything.” Izuku said quietly while looking down at his shaking hands in his lap next to her making her hand pause on his head in its petting. “Dad…Dad isn’t overseas is he?”

Inko exhaled a shaky breath her own eyes beginning to water too. She didn’t want to have this talk yet and certainly not in front of other people. But she was cornered. Silence filled the room again, the only sound was that of a ticking clock on the wall as Inko weighed her options carefully.

“Please, if your husband is involved in these activities we would be happy to help you and young Midoriya here get out of his reach.” Nedzu said folding his paws together on the desk and still expressing a smile to her warmly. Inko’s reaction was unexpected. She laughed at him, not really in a mocking manner, it was more a result of hysteria. She covered her mouth in an effort to quell it before answering the principal.

“Forgive me, I was not expecting this. Protection from my husband? I’m sorry but I have trouble believing that.” Inko said confirming Izuku’s worse fears and his eyes widened and a look of hurt overcame him. It broke her heart to see him like that.

“Dad is a villain?! Mom how could you hide this? How did he hide it?” Izuku asked feeling sick to his stomach as he thought of the warm memories he had of his dad. Inko pulled him in for a side hug murmuring apologizes to him in her own sobs.

“I’m so sorry Izuku. I didn’t want you to find out like this! Your father…Is not a good man. But he once was and he loves you. I didn’t want him to taint you when you are clearly a hero. Please don’t let this turn you away from your dream!” Inko said shakily nuzzling desperately into her son. Izuku sat there in shock not really reacting to her and it made her even more frantic to comfort him through this. The three heroes in the room didn’t interrupt them but after a pause between the family members Nedzu spoke up.

“I’m very sorry for the situation you have found your family in.” Nedzu said offering genuine sympathy before digging an even deeper grave for Inko’s heart. “We need to talk about your husband…And about your son’s omega status.”

Inko’s hold on her son tightened to the point that Izuku felt like he would bruise and he gasped a little at it. This was her worst fear come true. How many people knew now? The Bakugou’s could be trusted but an entire school that was accountable to the government and the OPA? No. They needed to leave. Inko’s rose to her feet in a flash pulling her devastated son with her and her eyes went to the door but found her path blocked by Aizawa.

“Get out of my way!” Inko growled up at him. Even if Inko was a beta, in this moment she looked like the fiercest of alpha’s. Aizawa still didn’t bat an eye at her and he kept his spot blocking the way.

“Wait Mrs. Midoriya! I assure you your son is safe! The OPA does not need to know of his status.” Nedzu called out making her whirl on him with nothing but furious doubt. “In our registries Izuku is still a beta. The only people who know of his status are in this room right now. I would prefer it to stay that way would you not agree?”

The beta mother paused at his words confused but still with her hackles raised.

“I was quite the omegan activist in my youth. I would hate to see the potential your son shows to be wasted in a facility and shut out of society. I believe he will provide the best for society here where he can pursue his dream. Please sit. No one will take him away.” Nedzu said placatingly. Inko still watched him with mistrust but sat back down with Izuku’s urging. “We will discuss this more after you tell us everything you can about these villains. Shigaraki was able to escape from that intrusion. The only way we can help you is if you tell us as much about your husband and that man as you can.”

“Please Mom. I want them to help.” Izuku said looking at her with those glistening emeralds. She bit her lip looking away. Another bout of silence fell on the room before Inko sucked in a deep breath and resigned to fate. If she was going to do this, she was going to tell Izuku everything. She looked up with almost dead eyes as she began the story.

“It started a little more than fifteen years ago.”

Chapter Text

Inko was laying across the couch nose deep in a book. She was already tired after having done a few chores around the house so she decided to take a break. A playful pinch on her big toe startled her away from her day dreaming and she looked up to see Hisashi walking into the living room with a laundry basket of freshly cleaned clothes neatly folded. She most have gotten lost in thought and not heard the end of the cycle of the machine.

“You were murmuring again. Are you reading that story to our baby?” Hisashi asked warmly. Inko blinked having not realized she was muttering and then blushed when Hisashi put the basket down and came over to her on the couch on his knees to be level with her swollen stomach.

“They do say its always good to talk to them.” Inko said sitting up a little and folding her book shut. Hisashi hummed acknowledgement as he reached forward and splayed his palms on her stomach to rub lightly at the layers of separation between the parents and their first child. Inko giggled when she saw his distant loving gaze directed there. He still seemed awestruck that he was going to be a father even after these months of pregnancy and seeing the evidence slowly balloon on Inko.

“Hello in there. I hope your mother isn’t talking your ears off. I promise it’s a cute habit when your able to see her beautiful face get lost in thought.” Hisashi spoke softly to her tummy and pecking a kiss to it before turning up to her. She looked beautiful right now, a light blush on her cheeks and a smile on her lips as she regarded him with half lidded eyes drunk on love. He loved it when she looked at him like that and he leaned over to give her a kiss on the lips.

She returned it sweetly and he stood back up to grab the basket and put away their clothes back in the bedroom. As he turned away he noticed Inko was attempting to follow him.

“Hey, it’s alright Inko. Just sit back and relax I’ll take care of this.” Hisashi said hefting the basket and giving her a small smile. She frowned at him and looked a little guilty.

“But you have to work tonight, you should be sleeping right now. I don’t want you falling asleep on your shift.” Inko said worriedly. Hisashi tended to be a workaholic and to get him to relax was hard to do unless he had worked himself into exhaustion. Despite Hisashi’s protest she followed him into the bed room where he stood placing clothes into drawers. She plopped down on the bed curling up on her side to watch him unhappily. But she knew how to get him to rest.

“Hmm, it’s a little chilly in here.” Inko whined closing her eyes and snuggling into the comforter a bit deeper. She heard a deep sigh come from her husband and she cracked an eye open to see him looking over at her. She smiled at him and knew he was already enraptured. She patted the spot behind her and like the good alpha he was he came over and Inko felt the bed sink in as he climbed up behind her.

Hisashi wrapped an arm around her and she flipped over to look up at him with a triumphant smirk. He was smiling too and gave her a peck on the forehead. She burrowed into his chest and let his scent wrap around her. She gave a purr of contentment and soon the couple fell into slumber.

Hisashi woke up a few hours later still nestled to his mate. He carefully moved out of the bed trying not to disturb her as he went. She huffed in her sleep at the loss of warmth and he quickly grabbed another blanket at the foot of the bed to drape across her. With his mate comfortably sleeping in the room he went to the closet and pulled out his uniform. Donning the blue clothes and finding his badge on the dresser Hisashi quietly made his way out of their apartment making sure to lock the door behind him. Hisashi Midoriya headed to his nightly shift at the police department.


Inko buzzed in excitement as she entered her home in the evening. Hisashi had already left for his shift and probably wouldn’t like that she had gone to the store on her own. She placed her bags on the kitchen table before eagerly searching through them for her purchase. She pulled out the small stick and smiled while reaching down to lay a hand on her baby. As if feeling her excitement she felt a kick and giggled a little down at the bump.

“Are you eager too? Or can you just hear my heart pounding?” she cooed down at them.

She hadn’t told Hisashi about this. She wanted to surprise him when he came home. This test would let her know what their babies dynamic was. She was far enough along that a natural spike in hormones would tell them if the baby was going to be an alpha or a beta. At the time the thought of an omega child was far from her mind, neither of their families had really had them in the past so why would their child be any different?

She smile trotting towards the bathroom with the test. She figured her husband would be as excited as she was to learn more about the little life they were bringing into the world.


Hisashi lit his cigarette and rubbed the back of his neck while sitting down on the bench outside the department. It had been a really long night tonight. Tiring. They had to play along with a few heroes and do clean up from another villain incident. Then he had to deal with two domestic disputes with bickering neighbors and a disgruntled couple. All in all a slow and tedious night.

“The missus would have your tail if she saw you falling into bad habits again.”

Hisashi shifted to look up at his partner who had just walked out of the station to head home too. He waved him off, smoking was a habit that relieved his stress. He didn’t want to worry Inko and make her think he was under too much pressure. His partner tilted his head at him, which was kind of funny since he had the appearance of a dog.

“You give me more crap for it than she would, Kenji.” Hisashi said trying to quickly finish up his smoke break so he could catch a ride with the man.

“Dogs are always loyal companions you know, woof.” Kenji joked but looked at him more seriously. “Come on lets get you home.”

Hisashi nodded putting out his cigarette and throwing it in the nearby ash tray. They walked to Kenji’s car and pulled away from the station. Hisashi slumped in his seat while they drove. He was tired and more than ready to cuddle up with Inko for the few hours she would remain in bed. It was already four in the morning.

“You know you should really consider moving up the ranks.” Kenji said casually glancing over at him. “You’re pretty skilled at fighting. Honestly you could do detective work on your own. Woof.”

“Yeah and hopefully the pay would be better. I think the chief is considering it.” Hisashi said a small smile playing on his lips. The chief had given a few hints to him that a promotion was in the close future.

“I’ve always wondered why you never tried to become a hero. You have a clear knack for combat, and your quirk would be useful if you got it licensed for use. Woof.” Kenji commented. Hisashi snorted at that. He didn’t fancy the hoops you had to jump through to get a hero license.

“Heroes just pose for the cameras. In jobs like ours we actually deal with citizens on a day by day basis.” Hisashi grumbled earning him a woof of agreement from his partner.

They arrived at his apartment and he bid his partner good night. He made his way up the stairs and unlocked the apartment door. He was surprised to see the light on in the kitchen as he closed the door behind himself. Inko must have forgotten to shut if off before going to bed. He kicked his shoes off and padded into the kitchen reaching to click the light off when he froze at the sight at the kitchen table.

Inko was still up. She looked…bad. Eyes red and puffy from a lot of crying with bags under her eyes telling him she had not slept all night. At the sight of her startled husband fresh tears came to her eyes and she left out a heart shattering wail shoving her face into her hands. Immediately Hisashi’s alpha instincts flared and he went to her wrapping arms around her and crooning.

“Hey, hey, Inko what’s wrong?! Are you alright? Are they alright?!” Hisashi asked while Inko accepted him whole heartedly clutching the back of his uniform and rubbing her face into his chest. He held her tighter as she kept sobbing not answering him and his mind spun with frantic uncertainty.

“The baby…the test…” a broken statement managed to leave her throat. Hisashi was confused and scared by that. Was something wrong with their pup?! It was then that he spotted a few sticks laying in front of Inko and things clicked in his head. After the first test Inko had gone and gotten three more just to be sure of the result. Every stick in front of them read the same result.

Their baby was an omega.

Chapter Text

Hisashi ran his hand through his hair for the millionth time that day. He had sat with Inko through the worst of the crying. She simply just didn’t have tears left to shed as they sat their on the couch together. He had one arm wrapped around her while she leaned on his chest gripping the shirt in a white knuckled hold while the occasional dry sob left her. He was genuinely startled when she finally spoke after hours of no words.

“I can’t do this.” Inko croaked in her dry abused throat. Hisashi winced to hear her sound like that while he rubbed her back comfortingly. “Hisashi…I can feel them. They’ve already stolen my heart. I can’t go on thinking that as soon as they aren’t connected to me they’re going to disappear.”

Hisashi grit his teeth at her words. He didn’t share a connection to the child as deep as Inko but the alpha drive was enough to squeeze her to him a little tighter. The press of the baby between their bodies made it feel like they could protect them from the world with just this hold. But that wasn’t reality. Reality was that as soon as the birth came the child would disappear from their arms and be whisked away and raised in some facility.

“Please! Hisashi! We can’t lose them!” Inko cried desperately her eyes managing to find more tears and making her eyes glisten up at him. Seeing his mate like this finally made the alpha snap. No one would get in the way of their family.

“I won’t let that happen love.”


Hisashi was getting desperate. He was looking into any loop in the law he could to see if it was possible to keep an omega away from the OPA. He had consulted a few lawyers he knew from the courthouses, being a cop came in handy with that. But no matter where he turned everyone said the same thing. Omega’s were all bound for the facility.

Hisashi was smoking a cigarette but he couldn’t recall how many had come before it today. Inko had eventually passed out from the sheer exhaustion of her grief and he had left her at home with a note saying he would find a way to fix this. But he was coming up empty handed. He snarled to himself a little too loudly and a few passing people gave him disturbed glances. He didn’t care.

He couldn’t believe this. He was going to lose their child. The look of devastation Inko had on when she told him crossed his mind again. Would he lose her too if they took the baby away? He couldn’t imagine losing her or the promised child he had waiting to come into the world. He paused to let out a puff of smoke to calm the boiling frustration in the pit of his chest.

He couldn’t let that happen.

He wouldn’t let that happen.

As a cop Hisashi had had the upmost respect and admiration for the law understanding that rules separated the world from chaos. But to hell with laws if they were made to tear families apart. If he couldn’t keep his child legally and keep Inko sane it left only one option. He’d have to do this the illegal way.

He sat there debating about it for a few more minutes. It wasn’t hard for him to see his family as the most important thing. It was just nature after all. Nature had laws of its own and who were they to go against them?

He pulled out his phone and called his station. Keeping his voice casual while he explained he wouldn’t be in tonight. It wasn’t hard for him to act calm, it was just a part of the job when you constantly worked under dire circumstances. He hung up and stood, gears turning in his head.


Hisashi wiped blood from his cheek breathing hard. He hadn’t expected himself to snap so hard when the man had refused to hand over some blank beta registry papers. It was dark outside, he had snuck in the building with incredible ease well aware of the security in the building since he had done investigations here more than once. He now stood over a corpse. Hisashi knew he should be feeling fear, guilt, grief, something other than what was there. Satisfaction was the only thing he felt as he looked down at the mess.

When he had taken down criminals he had always been a bit more brutal and efficient than the rest of the force. They chalked it up to a love for justice. What he never told anyone was that he always had a thrill when he was able to beat evil. Or maybe it didn’t even have to be evil, just the sight of blood had adrenaline pumping through him and old alpha instincts running wild. He had been vaguely aware of this mindset. Knew what it was, had read on it plenty of times since a lot of criminals came in with it. He was a Feral, just one good at hiding it when he needed to.

Hisashi stepped over the corpse to look through the man’s desk and filing cabinets looking for the papers he wanted. He growled in frustration when he had emptied the last draw and nothing useful was found. Where did they keep these registries?!

“My, what have we here?” a deep voice asked from the door way making Hisashi whip around baring his teeth at the newcomer. The man was big, and disturbing to look at. He didn’t appear to have a face. The skin grown over it as scar tissue enveloping his eyes and nose. The scent that managed to come towards Hisashi portrayed exactly how powerful this man was. But Hisashi stood his ground against the other alpha.

“You killed my doctor. I’ll have to find a new one now.” The man mused unfazed by Hisashi’s standoffish attitude. He remained casual telling Hisashi he was likely dealing with someone who saw death and Ferals often. End conclusion: Likely a criminal. “Tell me, what are you looking for?”


Hisashi stared at the papers in his hand. The empty beta birth certificate and registries were now in his possession. He gave a deep sigh as he made his way up the last step and found himself in front of his apartment. Before he had come home he had cleaned up. He no longer had blood on him and the smell of smoke did not cling to him. The strange man had been more than helpful to him, he likely saved Hisashi’s family. They had departed with Hisashi promising to repay this debt. The man had simply chuckled and agreed.

Any thoughts of his strange night went out the window as he opened the door and found Inko running to him with tears again.

“Hisashi where have you been?!” she cried as she quickly wrapped arms around him and nuzzled into his chest.

“I was out getting these.” Hisashi said bringing the papers up to Inko’s eyes. They widened at the sight of them and she turned to him shocked.

“How?” she asked completely dumbfounded at the sight before her face twisted to cry again. Except now he could hear it as a release of anxiety, she was relieved he had been able to do this.

“I have my ways. They won’t be taking our pup away.” Hisashi said wrapping his arms around her in return and kissing the top of her head. “We can deal with anything that comes our way Inko. I won’t let our family be torn apart by outsiders.”



Izuku was speechless as his mother explained that Hisashi had first delved into illegal activity because of him. She had explained that she didn’t know where he had gotten the registry papers or even how.

“At the time I was just so relieved that we would be able to save Izuku from being taken out of our lives I didn’t question it. But I can’t deny the disturbed sense I had that night. Maybe if I’m honest with myself I may have caught the faint scent of blood on him.” Inko said honestly. “But he had been a good man and I trusted him! I didn’t think it would continue after that. I thought with those papers our problems were over.”

“But your husband continued doing things didn’t he?” Nedzu asked sympathetically. Inko blinked back tears as she nodded to him.

“It started out slow. At first he didn’t tell me that he had resigned from the police force. He simply left at night like always. But as time went on I noticed he came home with more injuries sometimes, or even came home trailing blood into the apartment. When I started speaking out to him about it he would just try to brush it off. When I mentioned that I was getting scared about this he would comfort me. But he continued doing these things and I knew he was no longer a cop. I never asked what he did specifically. I just didn’t want to know.” Inko said shamefully.

“Then Izuku came. I realized I didn’t want Hisashi to be this kind of man for our son. So I confronted him, begged him to stop whatever it was he was doing. He turned a little colder after that. He became a little more threatening to me when ever I tried to broach the subject again. But we both agreed these moments would happen without Izuku. Shigaraki was brought to the house from Hisashi’s ‘work’. I don’t know what that boy had been through but there was something off about him. Izuku however,” Inko said reaching over to brush the hair on her son’s forehead out of the way so she could see him better. “Befriended him quickly. A few years after that my husband left on some ‘job’. Shigaraki disappeared to where ever he had come from and our lives fell into peace. I guess it was stupid of me to think that peace would last.”

“Mom…” Izuku said his throat tightening as he looked up at her while she concluded the tale. “Dad became a criminal because of me didn’t he?”

Inko looked shocked at that and immediately wrapped him up into a tight hug.

“Izuku don’t you ever think that!” Inko said into the crook of his neck while he returned the hug. She could feel his tears wetting her shirt and guilt crowded her heart. “If I hadn’t pushed him so hard in my panic maybe we could have found a better way to keep you.”

“Please, there in no blame upon you two.” Nedzu said breaking their intimate moment calmly. “Hisashi was a man who made his own choices. Perhaps he made the wrong choices for the right reasons but it does not excuse his continued involvement with criminals. As the head of UA I offer our full services to aid you in getting away from him Mrs. Midoriya. But we need to have talks in greater details about these incidents with your husband. Anything could help us understand the situation better.”

Inko nodded to his words while she finally dried her face and took in a deep breath.

“I’ll tell you anything you want to know. Jut please keep Izuku’s secret.” Inko implored.

“His secret is safe with us. As of right now the only people who know are Eraserhead, Recover Girl, and I myself. Although I do wish to ask permission to tell a few more staff about your son’s status for his own safety.” Nedzu said but Inko immediately rejected the idea as soon as he said it.

“No! I don’t want anyone else to know. Too many people know already.” Inko said nervously clinging to Izuku’s arm in an odd sense of protectiveness.

“As you wish. Tell me does anyone else know about him? It would be good to have more emergency contacts in case you are unavailable for some reason.” Nedzu asked curiously and Inko went silent. She didn’t want to place the Bakugou’s on the line, they could get in real trouble if they were brought into this.

“Bakugou knows doesn’t he?” Aizawa said from his place leaning against the wall. While Inko had a pretty good poker face Izuku flinched next to her confirming Aizawa’s assumption. “Knew he did. He’s practically a guard dog for you in class.”

“If he knows I assume it is safe to say his family would be a safe choice as a second option for Izuku in case of emergencies?” Nedzu asked. Inko was suddenly set in stone unwilling to betray her friend but Izuku nodded for her. Nedzu hummed understandingly and didn’t push further on it. “With that settled I think this is a good time to bring up your living situation.”

Inko and Izuku both looked up confused at him.

“With your husband pretty much confirmed to be in cahoots with the League and the leader of the League apparently focused on your son,” Nedzu said making Inko gasp not expecting the young alpha to be in such a high position with the league. “I believe a living space in our campus would give you good security. I can even offer you an office job Mrs. Midoriya. Of course I will want to place a faculty member with you as added security so I hope you won’t mind if you live with someone certified in omega handling.”

Inko blinked multiple times at the offer before tearing up again, this time in joy. This man was offering so much for her and her son, how could she refuse?

“Wait, who would we be living with?” Izuku asked curiously only to hear a very tired sigh from behind as Aizawa rubbed the back of his neck.

“Why do I have a bad feeling about this Nedzu?” Aizawa said annoyed.

“Always a sharp one Eraserhead.” Nedzu said smiling at the tired alpha. Izuku looked back and forth between the two before piecing it together. He was going to be living with his teacher?!

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Bakugou was doing his 102nd push up working up a nice sweat when he finally got what he wanted. He lifted up while looking down at the phone laying on the ground at eye level. He had it close to him all day and the impatience was driving him crazy. His pacing around the house had prompted his mother to yell at him, his nerves only making hers worse. Both let out an argument that could be heard two blocks away and Bakugou let off stream through strenuous exercise.

His phone blared in his face ringing. He had put it on the loudest setting to ensure he wouldn’t miss it no matter what. He didn’t let it even complete the first ring as he dropped out of his exercise with ease and snatched it off the ground answering it.

“Deku.” The low growl came from his throat.

“H-Hi Kacchan.” Came the voice on the other end of the phone nervously.

“Where the fuck have you been?! Know what? Fuck that, tell me where you are right now.” Bakugou commanded getting off the ground to search for his shoes. Izuku winced from where he stood in the hall, when he had been given his phone back (the heroes had looked it over because of the connection to the villains) he found he had missed twelve calls from the explosive blond and a flurry of texts demanding he pick up or bodily harm would befall him.

“I’m still at school. They just gave me my phone back and my mom is still talking to Nedzu.” Izuku said while Bakugou kicked his foot to get the shoe on correctly. “Sorry I couldn’t call sooner Kacchan.”

“Why did they take your phone? Why weren’t we allowed to come see you?” Bakugou snarled, exercising seemed to have been a bad choice because the extra sweat made mini explosions pop off from his anger while he ripped his door open and slammed it behind him. Apparently Izuku could hear it because there was a pause and a small chuckle heard on the other end. Bakugou would punch him later for laughing at that anger.

“I…I have a lot to tell you. I want to tell you in person though.” Izuku said quietly and Bakugou listened intently to the change of tone. He sounded…tired, and distressed. It made Bakugou’s eye twitch and his teeth clench as he ran down the steps of his home and out the door before his mother could yell at him again.

“Fine. I’ll be there in five.” Bakugou said. Izuku blinked at that, it was at least a twenty minute walk to UA from the train station that would take a ten minute ride for Bakugou’s home. But he couldn’t deny the sudden wave of longing to want to see the alpha as soon as possible. What Izuku wanted more than anything at the moment was to go nest in Bakugou’s room.

Izuku didn’t want to cry in front of Bakugou, he knew how badly it affected the alpha. But right now everything was sinking in to him. The stress of his secrets now being out of his and his mother’s control and placed in the hands of others. The fact that his father was not the man he thought he was. The realization that villains were closer to home than he ever would have suspected. Even in a building full of heroes Izuku was feeling lost and vulnerable. So he said something in a moment of weakness with tears coming to his eyes again.

“Please hurry Kacchan.”

If Bakugou was determined to make it there in five, Izuku’s wobbly voice on the other side of the phone just made him cut that time down to three.


The sound of explosions was telling. Izuku’s head rose up from its resting place on his arms over his knees where he sat against the hallway. A small smile came to his lips, Kacchan was using his quirk to get here much faster. He pushed himself to his feet as he heard running down the hall and a blond figure skidded into the one Izuku was in. Their eyes locked together and Bakugou looked pissed to see Izuku with puffy eyes from crying. Izuku didn’t have time to breath before Bakugou’s arms were around him in a crushing grip.

“Tell me everything Deku.” Bakugou murmured while Izuku returned the hug automatically. Bakugou must have been able to sense the seriousness of the situation if he was offering such a open display of affection. Izuku rested his forehead on Bakugou’s collarbone and just took deep breathes of his scent, the misty feelings in his eyes faded as he drank it in.

“They…They found out.” Izuku said hesitantly and felt the arms around him tighten making him wince. “Kacchan too tight.” He said breathlessly and felt him loosen after another pause.

“Let’s go.” Bakugou said suddenly turning and grabbing Izuku’s hand to drag him after him. A bewildered Izuku staggered after him before pulling back to make Bakugou stop.

“Where are you trying to go?” Izuku asked when heated crimson eyes looked back at him.

“Anywhere. We’ll go anywhere where you can hide. You won’t end up in a facility. Let them try to find you, I’ll tear their throats out if they try.” Bakugou said darkly and making Izuku’s eyes widen. He stood there dumbfounded for a moment while Bakugou tugged his hand again trying to get them moving.

“Wait Kacchan! We’re…I’m fine. They know but they aren’t going to turn me in.” Izuku said and Bakugou’s eyes narrowed in suspicion. Izuku looked to the ground. “They want to help me be a hero. And I found out a little more about those villains from the USJ.”

This sparked the alpha’s full attention and he turned back to Izuku but didn’t let go of his hand. So he had been right, that creepy hand alpha from the attack was somehow involved with Izuku. His palms itched at the thought of the villain going anywhere near the omega.

“Let’s just sit down for a minute. I have a lot to tell you.” Izuku said tiredly looking up at Bakugou. Bakugou looked the other boy up and down taking in his distress and sagging form.

“Then let’s go to my house.” Bakugou said and Izuku visibly twitched at the implication that he would be nesting. The alpha had pegged what the omega wanted to do without Izuku even having to say anything. But before he opened his mouth another person entered the hall from just around the corner they were close to. Aizawa looked down at them while Bakugou whirled around to glare at the man.

“Midoriya is not allowed to leave campus without my express permission.” Aizawa said folding his arms across his chest to regard the other young alpha.

“What the fuck? Why not?” Bakugou snarled.

“Because I’m going to be his handler from now on.” Aizawa said dismissively. Handler?! Bakugou really had to reel in his anger or he might have just blasted their teacher into the next city. He probably could do it too with Izuku standing next to him.

“Well Deku wants to come to my place so move the fuck out of the way.” Bakugou said not backing down from the stand off. Aizawa stared for another second before speaking up again.

“Are you taking him to nest?” the man asked. Izuku’s face went beet red at those words while Bakugou bared his teeth at the other alpha. Their reactions told him he had hit the nail on the head and he sighed. “You can’t take Midoriya off the campus. But I can see he needs the rest. You’ll have to bring items to his new room if he wants too that badly.”

“New room?” Bakugou asked incredulously. He turned back to Izuku who was watching the teacher with clear embarrassment at having been caught wanting to do such an activity. Izuku wasn’t sure his mom even knew he nested at Bakugou’s place. She had seen it at home but it was another thing to nest outside their own home territory.

“Midoriya take him there. Your mother won’t be there for at least another two hours while we continue sorting things out. He can go bring stuff from his home there or take things from the locker room.” Aizawa said relenting a bit. Aizawa was a certified handler so he knew the omega needed this. It also confirmed that Bakugou was courting the omega whether they both realized it or not. God he didn’t want to have to deal with this, there was going to be some long awkward talks to the fluffy boy about this and plans for heats. He rubbed his forehead already feeling a headache forming, these were problems to deal with later. For now getting the omega destressed was the best thing to do.

“Come on Kacchan.” Izuku said taking the lead still with a blush on his cheeks as he took the other teen past their teacher. Bakugou continued glaring at Aizawa while they went until they turned the corner and they lost sight of the alpha.

“You have a lot to explain Deku.” Bakugou said still pissed that the other alpha was dictating where the omega could and could not go.

“You have no idea.” Izuku muttered under his breath as they went along. Aizawa had already shown Izuku and his mother their new living quarters. There were small housing buildings deeper on campus barely visible with the forest around them. He shouldn’t have been surprised that housing was available for hero staff, it just made sense that they would need to be on stand by.

The pair stopped briefly at the locker room where Bakugou grabbed his used clothes he has left there in the past and a towel or two from the showers. Izuku tried not to think to hard about that. It was a meager pile of materials compared to what he had to choose from at Bakugou’s home but it would have to do. Once they left the locker rooms Izuku was leading the way basically speed walking. His eagerness to nest hastening his step, he didn’t realize how much he needed this than right now. Walking in anticipation of being able to rest properly.

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Izuku’s new room had a weird layout to it that threw Bakugou off. The room itself was a little spacy with normal looking dressers, a desk, some empty shelves that he was sure would be filled by All Might merch soon, and the bed. The bed was weird to Bakugou. It was just a big circular mattress with a canopy and curtains able to be drawn around them. It was also located smack dab in the middle of the room instead of up against a wall. He also took note that Izuku’s room had no windows, the only light was provided by the dimmer switches by the door.

Izuku however seemed to love the new room and walked in with no hesitance towards the bed. Bakugou followed along still looking around and carrying his locker room clothes. The bed was raised off the ground to a point past their hips so Izuku literally had to climb up onto it. Bakugou watched from a short distance away while Izuku felt around the new nesting ground testing spots and looking for the perfect nest center.

Bakugou never understood this behavior but the shape of the bed made sense now. Sometimes Izuku would get very frustrated with Bakugou’s bed when the sides of his makeshift nest fell off the edge. One thing he had learned over all the times the omega had nested in his it was that Bakugou had no say in the nest. If something shifted and fell off the bed he was not allowed to pick it up or risk making the omega incredibly annoyed and snippy. But this bed was large enough to have plenty of room for Izuku’s nest and provide a comfortable amount of border to avoid that problem.

Izuku didn’t ask but simply took the items from Bakugou’s arms. He was in high focus at the moment and Bakugou might as well have not been there. Bakugou shoved his hands into the pockets on his pants to watch the omega work. The nest was slow in creation and the border was small and sparse. After about another twenty minutes of shifting the contents of the bed around Izuku seemed to reach a satisfying build. He gave a hum of contentment before sinking into the plush mattress and curling into the comforter under him.

Bakugou took that as the signal to approach. He walked over and sat of the edge looking over to see Izuku’s fuzzy green head pop up to look at him a little guiltily.

“Sorry that took so long Kacchan.” Izuku said blushing at him.

“It’s fine nerd.” Bakugou said looking at his feet and waiting for another moment to let Izuku settle before asking, “So what happened?”

Izuku stilled in the nest at that. He chewed his bottom lip as looked over to meet crimson eyes. He was looking a bit shameful again and it prickled the alpha’s nerves.

“I need to tell you about my dad.” Izuku said making Bakugou look over at him confused. What did he have to do with any of this? Wasn’t the dude a workaholic overseas?

“What about him?” Bakugou asked watching Izuku pick at the fabric of the blanket. And then Izuku told him everything, about his dad, about the boy who once came to his home, and about the new arrangements of his living.


“Tomura, we should return to home. Sensei informed me that Hisashi should be coming back any day now. I don’t believe Sensei notified him about the current predicament. I think it would be best to avoid being in the line of fire when he does come here.” Kurogiri suggested from his place standing in the empty kitchen area. The young alpha had insisted coming here the minute his tantrum had ended after their failed attack.

Tomura growled from his spot on the ground in the empty living room. He should have known Izuku wouldn’t be here. He bet it was that bitch of a mother, it was probably her fault that this apartment was empty and Izuku was hanging around heroes. Out of habit Tomura reached to scratch his abused neck only to be annoyed by the bandages there blocking his attempt at self-mutilation. If Izuku were here he wouldn’t have to wear them, the omega had a healing quirk.

Tomura had stepped through the warp gate to the front door of the apartment with clear intentions. His hands went up corroding the door to dust and entering to find the place abandoned.

“I’m home Izu-chan.” He had muttered but found a distinct lack of a reply. His vision faded to memories of a smaller version of the omega running down the hall to greet him with that warm smile. The reality he saw was a dark apartment with no one waiting to welcome him home. Kurogiri had expected more of an outburst at this discovery but the alpha was strangely silent as he made his way through the apartment. Tomura went to Izuku’s old room to find it empty as well. He eventually settled on the floor where the couch had at one time been. He had been sitting there for hours now and Kurogiri figured it was time to go.

With another slow growl Tomura pushed himself to his feet and went to where the bartender had opened up a portal. He was debating, trying to figure out whose fault it was that the omega was with the enemies. Was it the boy’s mother’s fault? The influence of the omega’s beloved All Might? Or maybe it was that other boy’s fault, the one with spiky hair and red eyes. Tomura recognized the boy. It was the Kacchan from all those years ago, the one that bullied Izuku when he was a child.

When they were young Izuku constantly blabbed to Tomura while Tomura listened silently and played on his game. A lot of what he talked about were heroes but the ‘Kacchan’ boy sometimes made an appearance in the one sided conversation. Contrary to how it may have looked Tomura listened intently. He knew the other boy knew Izuku’s secret.

Izuku would whine to Tomura about being teased by Kacchan sometimes he would cry about it. Tomura remained silent and offered no comfort besides his presence for the omega. He didn’t let it show, the slow building fury that Izuku was crying. He had become very close to the omega during their time together and it pissed him off when Izuku cried because of other people.

So when Izuku left for school in the morning, Tomura followed. He watched the smaller boy from a distance as he was teased by the other kids. He watched as the little Kacchan would sometimes lead that bullying on the quirkless omega. Oddly enough they didn’t physically hurt him, the blonde alpha seemed to have enough sense to not allow that. But Tomura didn’t care. He knew you could inflict wounds without touching someone.

Tomura stewed in the shadows across the street from the school waiting in the shadows of the building. He watched as Inko came to pick up Izuku, who was all smiles and sunshine, never mentioning to her that he was being bullied. Then he saw the little blonde alpha sitting out of the steps with a few more of his friends waiting for his own parent to pick him up. Tomura moved from his spot, crossing the street and mingling among the smaller kids who avoided him sensing something odd about him. He circled around until he stepped up behind the unknowing alpha. The kid was loud and obnoxious.

Tomura’s hand itched at his side as he stared down at the other boy. Izuku would be happier at school if this boy were gone. It would take a simple touch to get rid of him. Tomura reached forward a pale hand towards the back of Kacchan’s head. It hovered just an inch from that spiky hair when a familiar voice called out.

“Kacchan!” Izuku called running over from his mother’s side. Tomura dropped his hand and turned away quickly to avoid being seen by the omega. He had on a baggy hoodie with the hood up so the omega wouldn’t see him. The other kids around the other alpha got up to go to some carpool leaving Kacchan alone with Izuku.

“What do you want Deku?” Kacchan said dismissively looking disinterested in the conversation before it even started.

“I just wanted to say thank you again.” Izuku said blushing at the other. Tomura twitched at that look on the omega but continued listening curious as to why the other was thanking his bully. “If you hadn’t grabbed my bag today the others might have found out my secret.”

“Shut up Deku. They will if you talk about it out loud like this. You need to bath in that spray stuff cause your stink would be easy to track.” Kacchan growled gruffly at the other standing up from his spot. Tomura stood rigidly with his back to the boys. So the other had helped Izuku cover up his scent from the other kids? Tomura felt a divide in desires. The boy made Izuku cry so he would deserve to turn to a pile of ash. But he had also been there to cover him up when he was almost discovered.

Tomura turned and left the school without turning back. He dissolved a few things as he walked back to the apartment to blow off all the steam that had been building in him from watching the other alpha hang around Izuku. He made it back to the apartment before Inko and Izuku and he threw off the hoodie he had been wearing in the laundry. He then took his place on the couch and waited for them to return home.

“Tomachan I’m home!” Izuku’s voice echoed down the hall as he hurriedly kicked off his shoes and stumbled in to see him. Tomura grunted at him while Izuku climbed up next to him pulling off his bag and pulling out a picture he had drawn that day to show off to Tomura.

“Did anything happen at school today?” Tomura asked cutting off what ever ramble Izuku had been on. Izuku hesitated, eyes flitting behind Tomura to where Tomura was sure Inko was in the kitchen before smiling at the other boy.

“Nope! It was just lots of fun. Kacchan took one of my pictures though.” Izuku grumbled and then went back to his senseless talking. This was the first time Izuku kept a secret from Tomura.

The Tomura of the present blinked down at his hands. He had spaced out remembering the younger years. He growled as he decided he knew whose fault it was that Izuku was being ruined. It was all of their faults. Inko, All Might, and that disgusting alpha from all those years ago. He couldn’t wait for Hisashi to realize it too.


Izuku wiped the tears away as he finished telling Bakugou everything. He didn’t get very far before he had started crying again but in the nest it felt so relieving to let all this out. Saying it out loud with his own mouth made things sink in with finality. Bakugou had been oddly quiet during all of it, allowing Izuku to ramble off track at some points until he rounded back to the main points.

“Kacchan…Are you mad?” Izuku asked nervous about the answer. He wouldn’t be surprised if the alpha didn’t want anything to do with him after all this. Even if Izuku hadn’t known a lot of this his mother had clearly known. His family was just the incarnation of trouble.

“I am.” Bakugou growled out his first words and Izuku sank deeper into the nest with tears threatening the corners of his eyes. “But not at you Deku. I’m mad at your old lady. I’m mad that I didn’t know all this. I’m mad cause this means there’s more threats to you than I can fucking count.”

Bakugou whirled on him suddenly. He was leaning over the nest but dared not to enter it. Izuku gulped at the sudden proximity and stared into his intent red eyes.

“I have to know these things. So promise me now on your shitty life that you won’t keep anymore secrets. Partners don’t do this shit with each other so if we’re going to be a duo you have to promise me this Deku.” Bakugou said. Izuku’s breath caught in his throat at those words. He jumped out of the nest practically tackling the alpha in a tight hug and rubbed his face into the blonde’s chest.

“I promise Kacchan!” Izuku cried into him and felt Bakugou reach down and rub his back with heated hands. Bakugou was so angry right now that his quirk was being worked up. But he never snapped at the smaller boy in his arms.

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“Take this.” Aizawa said while standing in their kitchen. Izuku and his mother had just finished up their meal and Izuku was preparing to head to the infirmary for his check in with Recovery Girl and healing time with All Might. Izuku blinked looking down at a glass of water set out and a pill sitting on the counter.

“What is it?” Izuku asked weirded out by the situation. Aizawa just pinched the bridge of his nose like he had a headache before answering him.

“Its birth control.” He dead panned and Izuku immediately blushed down to his shoulders. “Your mother informed me that you haven’t been on it since she didn’t think you would need it until your first heat. But with you hanging around with Bakugou I think it would be safer to start this up now.”

Izuku almost fainted on the spot from sheer embarrassment. Aizawa looked like he wanted to anywhere but here. But the smaller male nodded anyway picking up the pill and swallowing it down. His thoughts went back to the unexpected rut Bakugou went into a few weeks ago. Maybe this was for the best.

“Open your mouth.” Aizawa demanded throwing Izuku off but he complied. Aizawa grabbed his jaw turning his face this way and that. “Lift your tongue.” Izuku complied still baffled and then he was released.

“Um, what was that about?” Izuku said in confusion.

“Omega’s will sometimes try to get out of taking birth control, especially when close to heats. The innate breeding instincts are triggered and I’m not taking that chance. Remember that if your instincts try to talk you out of it.” Aizawa said and walked away leaving Izuku standing there with this new information. He wouldn’t do that, right?


“Its good to see you safe young Midoriya.” All Might said as they sat side by side in the infirmary.

“You too All Might. I can’t believe they managed to get onto campus. I can’t believe they had that ‘Nomu’ thing too. Its scary to see something like that with multiple quirks.” Izuku said brow furrowed. Recovery Girl had taken care of any fresh injuries All Might had obtained from the fight so this was just a heal session so All Might could keep form. “I didn’t know if was possible to have multiple quirks like that. Although I guess its something akin to Todoroki’s quirk? Nomu had shock absorption, regeneration, and some ridiculous strength…”

Izuku continued his ramble anxiously while All Might tensed at the mention of the Nomu. All Might had talked for a long time with detective Tsukauchi about it. Both had come to the conclusion that the enemy All Might believed to have destroyed was very much alive. This meant his mission to find a suitable successor was imperative, with the condition All Might was in it would be better to pass it on. Then again it was alright if he had Midoriya around, but he couldn’t rely on the child to be there every time he needed him. Although if he asked Midoriya would likely try. All Might smiled at that thought only just realizing Izuku had gone quiet and turned to the boy.

Izuku was looking down at his hands eyes hazy and seeing something All Might wasn’t privy too. It was an odd look to see on the boy, one of serious thought.

“All Might.” Izuku said looking back up at his hero.

“What is it my boy?” Toshinori asked curious as to why he suddenly looked so determined.

“I want to be stronger. During that fight…It was frustrating to be sidelined, unable to protect people.” Izuku said mulling over his thoughts carefully. “I’m grateful to have this quirk, but it only lets me pick up the pieces after villains have broken the people who fight them off.”

“Everyone has a limit to their abilities. Your work is important as a hero. Without you, your friends and colleagues wouldn’t be able to get up and face the next threat.” All Might said reassuringly but he watched as Izuku clenched his fists. “I heard from the others that you ran out to Eraserhead’s aid. I commend your bravery but there is a fine line between bravery and brashness. Support heroes must choose when they make their moves carefully, Midoriya.”

“I couldn’t help it. I saw he was hurt. I thought maybe I could help and my legs moved before I could really assess the danger.” Izuku said biting his lip. All Might startled at that, a body moving without regard to self-harm was often an element of a true hero. He gazed down at the beta boy as if seeing him anew. Would this boy do well if bestowed with this power?

All Might shook the thought away. Midoriya was brave, there was no doubt. He would make a great hero in the future. But his body from what he has read on files cannot maintain muscle mass making the channeling of One For All basically impossible. Unless the boy would be willing to snap limbs constantly to use the power. He winced at the thought of it, sure the boy would heal but he would still feel the pain. So no, Midoriya couldn’t be the one.

“Just try to be more aware next time. Use this experience as a reminder of what you can do.” All Might said and Izuku nodded stiffly. He didn’t seem all that happy with the advice but the boy needed to learn where he was needed the most. Izuku got up from the healing session and headed out to class with meager smile to All Might and a dampened spirit.

All Might rubbed the back of his neck uncomfortably. He never liked to tell people that they weren’t able to do something. But maybe Izuku didn’t need physical strength, maybe he could learn to use a weapon. All Might made a mental note to ask Snipe about it.


The moment Izuku entered the classroom he was surrounded by friends. People asked if he was okay, what injuries he had sustained, and why they hadn’t been allowed to visit him. Izuku held up his hands as if he could shield himself off from the sudden flood of concern.

“Man we were really worried about you.” Kirishima said coming over and slinging an arm over Izuku’s shoulders.

“Ah you guys shouldn’t have been! I can heal myself. A-And you guys weren’t allowed to see me because I was kind of in a hibernation state.” Izuku stated nervously. Nedzu had already told him what to say to curious classmates and it was basically the truth minus a few details.

“Hibernation?” Asui asked curiously touching her chin and tilting her head in thought.

“Yeah. Apparently, I can use up too much energy. Healing seems to use the most and it looks like healing myself, Mr. Aizawa, and Thirteen was pushing the limit. So they wanted to keep people away so that they wouldn’t disturb the process of my recuperation.” Izuku explained, half the class gave a sigh of relief at hearing that. A few left then letting him have personal space again while his closer friends continued to hover. Mainly Uraraka and Iida.

“I was so scared when I saw you disappear back at the USJ.” Uraraka whispered to him as they walked back towards his desk.

“Yeah it freaked me out too.” Izuku agreed as he sat down.

“I’m sorry that I couldn’t be there to help you.” Iida said clenching his fits unhappily. Izuku understood his frustration.

“Hey it was thanks to you that All Might was able to get there in time. Plus the rest of the heroes.” Uraraka said pointing it out to alpha but it didn’t help that much. So Izuku tried to skirt past it so Iida wouldn’t have to endure anymore.

“Rest of the heroes?” Izuku asked curiously and Uraraka clapped her hands excitedly.

“Yeah basically the entire staff of UA showed up after you passed out. They rounded up all those thugs, even that weird one that fought All Might.” Uraraka said and Izuku looked at her enviously. He wished he could have seen them all doing work. It would have been cool to see so many heroes gathered together in one place.

Uraraka and Iida caught him up and told him about what happened while he was out of it. The police had showed up and the villains were taken away. The news quickly caught wind of the attack and the media was giving some disapproving remarks to UA even though students retained minor injuries and the attack was defeated. The door to the classroom slid open and Bakugou walked in. The alpha didn’t waste a glance to the rest of the classroom as he made his way to where Izuku was sitting growling at the two who were crowding the omega.

However, his growling didn’t ward off their socializing. In fact it made Uraraka light up a bit and turn mischievously to Izuku. Her big brown eyes going back and forth between the two.

“So you two are dating right?” she stated bluntly into the air. The whole classroom went silent as people pretended not to be listening in on the conversation. Izuku’s face went scarlet at Uraraka’s question while Bakugou got up over Izuku’s desk to draw him close smirking out at the class.

“Got a problem if we are?” Bakugou said, his alpha presence daring anyone to challenge him. No one did but a few girls in the class squealed making Izuku’s embarrassment even more prominent.

“Y-Yeah I guess we are.” Izuku managed to stutter out, his admission only had Bakugou’s smirk growing. “Was it really that obvious?” Izuku asked, his skin was just going to be a permanent pink tint after this.

“Well kind of, you two have been super close this whole time. Plus you guys were hugging back at the USJ and after you passed out Bakugou wouldn’t let anyone else touch you. I heard that after he carried you back to the infirmary Midnight had to use her quirk so they could separate you two.” Uraraka said making Bakugou twitch in the slightest hint of embarrassment. But Bakugou responded in the only way he knew how.

“All the more reason for you guys to fuck off and leave Deku alone before I make you leave Round Cheeks.” Bakugou said letting off the smallest explosion in the palm of his hand threateningly. Uraraka just giggled at him retreating with Iida to the other corner of the room were she sat whispering to him. Iida looked uncomfortable to be talking about these things, his normally stern exterior flustered by the conversation.

The door slid open again and Aizawa walked in. His tired gaze landed on where Bakugou was still crowding against Izuku and he sighed. He really didn’t want to have to play chaperone to hormonal teenagers. And why did Midoriya have to have the most troublesome alpha in the class? Then he thought of the alpha’s that had been in the boy’s life so far and realized he problem hasn’t been around alpha with normal temperaments.

“Alright settle down and take your seats.” Aizawa said looking pointedly to where Bakugou was standing. Bakugou clicked his tongue at Aizawa before taking his seat. Aizawa took his place in front of the classroom and looked out over his students. “I have an announcement to make so listen up. In one week’s time UA will be having our annual sports festival.”

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Izuku leaned back in his seat just as excited as his classmates to have heard about the festival. Although some had expressed concerns about the security of having such an event after the attack their teacher assured them that things would be fine and that this would be a show of solidarity in the face of any scheming villains. At the mention of the attack Izuku’s mind wondered back to it. If Tomachan had been arrested would be in a rehabilitation program by now? Maybe he should have tried harder, maybe he could have found the words to get through to the alpha. Maybe if he was just a little better at combat he could have stood up better for his own values.

“Deku you can’t fix crazy.” Bakugou murmured quietly. Izuku pressed his lips together to stop the muttering he had started up. He looked up to see the blonde to see red eyes watching him over his shoulder.

“I need to get stronger. I think I really could have helped-“

“No you don’t. You just need to stay by my side. I’ll be your weapon Deku. So don’t go blaming yourself for what went down. It’s my fault for leaving your side.” Bakugou said interrupting the omega. His hands tightened into fists at the thought of Izuku calling out to him in that warp gate quirk. He had failed to protect him and it wasn’t going to happen again.

“Kacchan I can’t stay defenseless. I’m going to get better.” Izuku said feeling a rise of irritation at the alpha. Despite the fact that they had grown up together Bakugou had a tendency to say things like this. Things that echoed the law makers that needed to ‘protect’ omega so much they segregated them from society.

“You won’t be defenseless. Just trust me Deku.” Bakugou said equal irritation dripping into his voice as he turned around fully to Izuku. Izuku twitched. He remembered that his nick name was born out of a tinier Kacchan calling him defenseless Izuku and while it had evolved into something affectionate Izuku didn’t think Bakugou’s opinion had changed.

“You can’t be there every second Kacchan.” Izuku said and this time Kacchan actually growled at him fixing him with a glare.

“Wanna bet?” he snarled quietly, he didn’t like Izuku questioning his abilities as a hero partner and as an alpha. Izuku was taking this all the wrong way, he trusted Izuku to take out small fries but there was only so far one could go in hand to hand combat when you didn’t have an offensive quirk. Even if Deku learned to use a weapon he could be disarmed and left just as defenseless as before. It would be safer and more efficient if Deku just promised to stay close to him.

“Actually yeah!” Izuku said a hint of anger in his own voice. Bakugou bristled at him and narrowed his eyes but Izuku didn’t back down. “If I get a placement in the sports festival you have to stop telling me to wait on the sidelines. I’m going to prove myself Kacchan.”

Bakugou barely held in a sneer at the challenge. He wasn’t telling Izuku to stay on the sidelines. He was telling the omega to stay with him. That included when they were on the battlefield and when Bakugou thought they should avoid combat like he had at the USJ.

“Fine. Then if I get first place you have to listen to me Deku. I’ll be the one calling the shots. You might as well be my side kick.” Bakugou growled at the omega and Izuku prickled at that. He had proposed it before when they were younger. Izuku had shot it down immediately much to the alpha’s grumbling discontent. Izuku was going to be a full fledged hero, not some accessory to Bakugou’s spotlight.

“Fine.” Izuku said boldly and Bakugou gave a vicious smirk. He had planned to get the number one spot before but now Izuku had given it motivation so that he couldn’t lose. Death or victory.

They sat in class in silence, both cooling down from the sudden declarations. And despite being deeply annoyed with Bakugou Izuku couldn’t help but give a small smile when the explosive boy stood at dismissal and turned to him waiting for Izuku to follow. He got up hiding the smile with a forced frown to give the blonde the impression that he was still upset. But Bakugou seemed to see through it.

“Still want to hang out at your place? I brought some things.” Bakugou asked. Izuku blushed at the very blatant offer to nest but nodded anyway. Neither was forgetting the bet but neither wanted to be apart either. They headed to the door together under a scrutinizing gaze from Aizawa, Bakugou gave him a glare as they reached the door.

Kirishima was ahead of them and opened the door before blanching in surprise.

“Hey why are there a bunch of people out here?” Kirishima asked to no one in particularly. Everyone in class curiously came to the door to see a small crowd waiting, the other students murmuring amongst themselves.

“They’re here to check out the competition.” Bakugou said clicking his tongue in annoyance and subtly moved to block Izuku from the gazes of the strangers outside of their classroom. Suddenly a person stepped forward through the crowd to face the confused Class 1-A. Izuku felt the bell of familiarity ringing in the back of his head at seeing the fanned out purple hair. Bakugou immediately seemed to tense at the sight of this new comer and he was practically baring his teeth at him.

“You’re right. With the festival coming up students are getting the chance to get into the hero course. As long as we place in the top ranks they’ll put us in and kick one of you out. I plan to do just that.” Shinsou said boldly making the other students murmur around him. At the sound of his voice Izuku remembered where he had seen the boy before and brightened. He would love to have such a concerned person in the class with them.

“A-Actually we have an open seat in our class right now. So I hope you get that spot!” Izuku said cheerily coming around into sight from behind the slowly more angered alpha. At the sight of Izuku and his kind words Shinsou got the slightest hint of a blush on his cheeks and looked away.

“I’m not the only one looking for a spot in your class. Just be prepared.” Shinsou muttered suddenly flustered to see the other beta boy.

“Eh? That a threat Eye Bags?” Bakugou snarled finally moving forward to glare out at the hallway. “None of you extras have a chance of getting into this course. If you were worthy you would have been selected at the entrance exam so fuck off.”

“Bakugou! Watch your profanity!” Iida immediately yelled chopping the air behind him while the rest of his class gaped and stuttered at Bakugou’s utter disrespect to the other students.

“Kacchan!” Izuku said feeling his irritation at the blonde come crawling back as he glared back at the alpha.

“Wow, Class A sure is full of themselves. Survive one villain attack and you think you can take on the whole school.” Someone whistled and came through the crowd. The new alpha said slyly. He was blonde with blue eyes and an air of snobbish superiority about him that clashed hypocritically with his accusation against the class. Izuku wrinkled his nose at this guy, his scent was a bit unpleasant to him.

Bakugou twitched at the new comer, not liking another alpha insulting him.

“Say what you like but actions speak louder than words. I’ll crush you all during this festival and take first place.” Bakugou growled eyes flicking meaningfully at Izuku who frowned at back at him. Bakugou didn’t want to stick around any longer and with that he grabbed Izuku’s hand and pushed through the crowd intent on ignoring the extras.

The outraged crowd and Class A was left in the dust behind them. Although his irritation at the blonde had reached a new height the prospect of nesting was too good to pass up. And Bakugou had said he had brought proper nesting materials. It would be such a relief and he could give the alpha a piece of his mind when he was able to curl up in it.


“Why not?!” Tomura howled in a tantrum to the TV screen.

“Tomura, there is a fine line between boldness and stupidity. We have shown our boldness from our latest attack. To make a move at the festival would be stupidity. You must think carefully if you want to achieve your goals.” The voice said on the other end. Sensei had seemingly endless patience with the alpha while Kurogiri sighed from his spot behind the bar. Tomura was demanding to form an attack on the festival but luckily Sensei was refusing.

“You still do not have a League Tomura, you must focus your efforts to expand your ranks. Mindless Nomu can only support you for mindless tasks.” Sensei said calmly while Tomura twitched in irritation. The thought of the league Tomura stilled.

“Did you tell Hisashi about Izu-chan?” Tomura asked. The TV was silent for a moment.

“No.” Sensei said quietly. “But when he discovers the truth you will gain a very powerful ally. He will be a good beginning foundation for your League. Along with his new company.”

Tomura went quiet at that. Hisashi was coming back. That means he’ll have someone who agrees with him about Izuku.

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“What was the Regulation Act Article 4 and how did it change governmental enforcement?” Izuku asked staring at his notes as the world around him shifted up and down. The omega was currently sitting cross legged on top of a very sweaty alpha who was doing pushups. Bakugou tended to be relentless with training but with the festival coming up he was spending even more time on it. Izuku himself had just finished a very long sprinting session on the track they were on and was resting. Still Aizawa was a cruel man and they had a quiz of quirk regulation not long after the festival.

“It fucking made it so that police and some military branches are prohibited from using their shitty quirks at leisure.” Bakugou snarled as he lifted up and Izuku mentally counted push up number 87. He was a tad jealous that Bakugou was so physically fit, he always had been. Izuku was feeling a bit anxious about the festival tomorrow, he had the constant feeling that he was some how slacking in the last week of non-stop training.

“Correct.” Izuku said flipping the page and searching for a harder question for the alpha. Bakugou was strength incarnate but he also had a sharp mind. He needed something to be more of a challenge.

“Who was the advocate for harsher regulation on foreign quirk screening of immigrants?” Izuku asked thinking he might actually stump the blonde. Bakugou scowled at the ground as sweat dripped off his face as he tried to remember it properly.

“That one phoenix chick…what the fuck was her name? Kotori?” Bakugou grunted after another minute of trying to grasp the name on the tip of his tongue.

“Correct.” Izuku sighed. Did Bakugou know everything? He was so sure that one would trip him up. Another rise and Izuku mentally checked off that Bakugou had down one hundred push ups. He hopped off the alpha who flipped over and just laid there on the ground breathing a bit hard and shutting his eyes against the sun.

“I’ll grab the water.” Izuku called to the blonde as he walked over to the nearby grassy hill where their phones, bags, and water sat. Bakugou grunted at him which he interpreted as a ‘thanks’ and Izuku nodded still looking over the notes. He reached their belongings muttering to himself about entertainment licensing of quirks when a sound startled him from it.

His phone was ringing. Izuku grabbed the two waters, tucking one into the bend of his elbow and used his free hand to reach down and grab it. He assumed it was his mother calling to tell him to take it easy. She had called everyday during their training in worry because he would come back home too exhausted to do anything else but sleep. So he answered it without looking at the number on the screen.

“Hello?” Izuku said putting the phone on his shoulder to squish it there so he could grab his notebook again and walk back to Bakugou.

“Hey squirt.”

Izuku immediately dropped the waters and notebook. He might have even stopped breathing too. It was his dad. The tone was painfully light hearted. Listening to that voice one might forget what past had been revealed about the man behind it.

“Izuku are you there?” his dad asked sounding a bit confused and concerned. Was this really the voice of a villain?

“Y-Yeah!” Izuku managed to stutter out. This call was so out of the blue. Why was he calling? Not far away Bakugou cracked an eye open at Izuku wondering what was taking him so long. With Bakugou’s semi-overactive sweat glands he was dying of thirst. But he saw Izuku standing rigid and the bottles rolling away from him, he knew immediately something was wrong.

“Good. I’ve got a bit of a surprise for you. I’m back in town.” Hisashi said smiling. He couldn’t wait to hear Izuku sputter in delight and run to Inko in excitement. He could practically picture his son’s cute little face lighting up, although with how long he had been gone he probably wasn’t so little anymore. Still his heart warmed imagining it.

Izuku paled considerably as that sunk in to him. His dad was back?! Had he seen the empty apartment yet? Did he know?

“R-Really? I thought you said you weren’t coming home for a few months?” Izuku said his voice shaking as well as the hand that was holding the phone.

Hisashi smiled. His son was in shock but he recognized that wobbly voice anywhere, he was probably flooded with emotion like he often tended to be.

“Well I managed to talk it out with the boss and they’re letting me come home early. I’ve been gone for far too long as it is.” Hisashi rumbled into the phone and then hefted the grocery bag in his hand. “Tell your mother I’m bringing home some ingredients. Your favorite is still katsudon right?”

Bakugou was now walking up next to him and Izuku turned to the alpha with wide scared and confused eyes. The man talking to him still sounded like the loving father he has always known. Not the cold blooded alpha his mother had described to him.

“Yeah dad.” Izuku said making Bakugou’s eyes go wide as he learned the identity of the person talking to Izuku. Hisashi was in good spirits but something felt off about the way Izuku was talking. By now he should have been exploding with excitement and chattering his ear off. But all Hisashi was getting was short replies laced with an unsteady voice.

It set off all the alarms in Hisashi’s very perceptive mind. The alpha stopped walking on the side walk and listened intently to the phone. Something was wrong here.

“Izuku what’s wrong?” Hisashi asked carefully. He was walking a bit faster now. He was maybe two or three blocks from home but he could get there pretty quickly if he wanted instead of taking this leisure stroll to check out what had changed in the neighborhood during his absence. There was a long pause on the other end and it only confirmed Hisashi’s suspicions.

“Dad…” Izuku started to say hesitantly but Hisashi waited patiently for the omega to continue. He was now only a block from home. He could see the apartment complex from where he was speed walking. His eyes fixed on it as he waited for Izuku to continue.

“Deku hang up.” Bakugou growled next to him and Izuku bit his lip. His vice grip on the phone had his knuckles turning white. Hisashi twitched at the unfamiliar voice telling his son to hang up on him. It sounded like another young man.

“Dad.” Izuku tried again not listening to Bakugou. He needed to hear it from the man himself. Every pack bond in his body told him it wasn’t real and that his mom must be mistaken. But he also knew his mom wouldn’t lie. Or maybe she would if this was true. She had lied for years if this was true about what his father did. Izuku was feeling torn and lost about who to believe. “I…I heard some things about you.”

“Hmm, like what kiddo?” Hisashi said lightly but his eyes spoke of death. Did someone tell Izuku? Did Izuku know? He was climbing up the stairs of the apartment complex. Soon he’d be home to confront this issue head on. A pack would fall into place when its alpha was around, it was just nature.

“That…You haven’t been working. Or, well, haven’t been working in a factory.” Izuku corrected. Hisashi’s heart almost stopped at that. He knew. Izuku knew. He could hear it in his son’s voice. Hisashi was now standing in front of an open door way, the door itself had been disintegrated and was left as a pile of dust to be stepped over. He knew who had done that. What he didn’t know was who had told his son about his work.

Hisashi walked into the empty apartment dropping the now forgotten bag of groceries at the entrance way. The place was cleaned out. Nothing left to greet the alpha home.

“Izuku where are you right now?” Hisashi asked his tone even but he accidentally let a sliver of ice invade it. He was having a hard time containing the sudden primal fury ripping his head to pieces. Izuku blinked, breathing ragged and shaking completely now. His father hadn’t answered the question.

“Deku hang up right now!” Bakugou barked stepping forward and reaching for the phone. But Izuku refused to let go of it.

Where are you?” Hisashi asked in a near deadly tone. It made Izuku shiver and want to submit right then and there even with the alpha no where near him. Bakugou watched as Izuku seemed to go unfocused but he did see Izuku’s mouth part like he was about to tell the bastard what he wanted to know.

“DEKU GIVE ME THE PHONE!” Bakugou shouted to an unresponsive Izuku who could only stare blankly at him but his shout did stop Izuku from saying anything and the omega’s lips pressed together in a tight line while his eyes watered.

“Don’t you dare hang up.” Hisashi growled into the phone, all affection removed from his voice. Izuku had never heard him like this. Was it really the same person?

Izuku didn’t get to make that choice because suddenly Bakugou wrestled the phone from the protesting omega. Hisashi could here a slight shuffle happening on the other end of the phone along with his son’s weak protesting voice and then nothing.

“Izuku?” Hisashi asked to the dead phone. He took the phone away from his ear and looked at the screen seeing the call had ended. Hisashi cracked the phone in his hand and let it drop to the floor. He let a shaky hand slide up into his dark hair as he calmly looked around the empty space around him.

He really wanted a smoke.

Ten minutes later Hisashi Midoriya was walking away down the street with a freshly lit cigarette hanging from his mouth. Behind him screams were heard and sirens sounded in the distance. The apartment building roared in life consuming fire taking many of its occupants with it.

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“Kacchan!” Izuku said eyes going wide in horror as Bakugou ended the call. The alpha had a hand on Izuku’s forehead keeping him at arm’s length to keep Izuku away from the phone. “Why did you do that?!”

“What the fuck Deku?” Bakugou growled at him while he pocketed the phone. He didn’t trust that Izuku wouldn’t try calling the man back. “Did you forget that your dad is a villain?”

Saying it so bluntly out loud made Izuku freeze in his struggles to get to his phone. Fresh tears piled up in his eyes threatening to spill over. That was right wasn’t it? His dad…was a villain. Like Tomachan. It was such a painful thought that he let slip a pathetic sob. Bakugou grimaced at that and relented letting Izuku fall forward onto his chest and wrapping an arm around him to rub his back. Izuku hid his face in his hands and tried to muffle the crying.

It just physically hurt to acknowledge that half of his pack were villainous. Izuku remembered being younger and sitting up some nights crying to his mom that he missed dad. And she would comfort him and lie to him. It was sickening now that he knew the truth but he knew she was just trying to protect him. Now that he thought about it she would sometimes cry with him but now he knew why she was crying was not because she missed her mate.

He remembered imagining his dad coming home. Izuku sometimes stopped outside of the apartment looking down from the walk way and imagining his dad waving up at him with Tomura slinking behind him. He thought they would all have a good dinner with his dad telling them everything about the foreign country he had been in. He thought he would hang out on the couch with Tomura and they’d watch some hero clip that annoy the alpha who would snort and comment about how stupid it was.

Izuku remembered feeling so lonely without Tomura around. But Kacchan had befriended him again and he was grateful for that. But his heart still ached every time he came home with her after school and there was no comforting presence of either alpha. He remembered begging his mom to ask his dad where Tomura was so they could go play. But she always said Tomura was too far away.

Flashes of Tomura from the USJ ran through his mind. The alpha that had provided him with his first friendship had looked down at him with such a manic and unempathetic gaze. The scent of Aizawa’s blood splattered on the ground had filled his nose along with the scent of Tomachan. And even with the situation, with his classmates in danger, his teacher potentially dying on the ground, and a monster standing behind him, Izuku, for a fraction of a second, he felt relieved and even comforted by the alpha’s presence.

Izuku wanted to throw up at this. His hands went up from his face and gripped into his hair while the tears didn’t stop. He thought he had let all this out when he had nested and told Kacchan everything. So why couldn’t he stop crying?!


Izuku looked up through his watery eyes at a very blurry Kacchan. Izuku looked a little surprised like he had forgotten the blonde was there. Bakugou looked down at the hyperventilating omega, his stress was so strong that the distress pheromones were leaking through the blockers he had on today. Bakugou cursed under his breath and reached down grabbing Izuku’s bag from the ground and digging to get more blocker spray.

Izuku watched him do it but Bakugou could tell his mind was elsewhere, green eyes distant but Bakugou simple calling of his name had made him stop shaking and his breath was evening out. Bakugou pulled out the spray and grabbed Izuku’s chin lifting his head up and to the side so he could target the strongest scent glands there on his neck. There was a small noise of protest but the omega remained pliant for him as he did the same to the other side.

Izuku’s nose wrinkled at the familiar spray and he shivered a bit as it coolly coated his sensitive glands. Bakugou didn’t let go of him and he tried to blink the tears out of his eyes to see what the alpha’s expression was while he gave a pitiful sniffle. But his eyes widened considerably when he felt soft lips press against his.

Izuku shrank back away from him on reflex, his mind bring up the unpleasant incident of Bakugou’s rut to the forefront of his mind. But he blinked again and his vision cleared to see focused red eyes watching him carefully, not the lust filled ones that he pinned him to a floor. When Izuku pulled back Bakugou immediately dropped his hand and let him but the smallest flash of hurt flitted across his face.

“Sorry, I…I just wanted to make you stop crying.” Bakugou said looking away, angry at himself for reacting on instinct and not asking Izuku before doing that. He shouldn’t be doing this when Izuku was so vulnerable. It was stupid.

“N-no!” Izuku immediately said and when Bakugou met his gaze again Izuku felt his cheeks heat up with a very deep blush. He wiped away the last of his tears with his hands and shyly looked up. “It was, um, nice.”

The tips of Bakugou’s ears burned from hearing that and seeing a flustered Deku that was giving him a tiny embarrassed smile. The alpha nearly jumped out of his skin when Izuku reached up and gave him a quick chaste kiss back, his lips lingered a hair away from his and all Bakugou could see was shining emeralds.


“How many times have you nested this week?” Aizawa asked from across the table making Izuku almost choke on his food while his cheeks flooded with color. Izuku and Bakugou had returned to the home and Izuku had gone to immediately nest while Bakugou informed Aizawa of what happened and handed over Izuku’s phone for the teacher. The alpha disappeared after the omega and Izuku wasn’t seen again until just a few minutes ago when Inko had informed them that dinner was ready.

“Only once or twice.” Izuku said and then immediately took another bite so he wouldn’t have to say more. The blonde seated next to him turned and narrowed his eyes at Izuku in disapproval.

“Its be three times when I’ve been around. I don’t know if he’s been nesting on his own when I leave though, the last two times I’ve come over the nest was already set up like he hadn’t stopped.” Bakugou supplied traitorously while Izuku shrunk in on himself and shot the blonde a tiny glare which only looked stupid with a mouth full of food. Inko gasped on the other side of the table looking over at Izuku with deep concern.

“Izuku have you really been feeling that stressed?!” Inko asked biting her own lip in a similar manner that her son often did. Izuku swallowed and frowned, he hadn’t mentioned his nesting habits to her because he didn’t want her to worry and the nesting took the edge off of him if he was feeling particularly stressed.

“Mom it’s not that bad.” Izuku assured her. Earlier when they had told Aizawa about his dad calling she had freaked out wanting to leave immediately like she thought Hisashi would be knocking at the door in seconds. Aizawa had managed to calm her down and Izuku really didn’t want to get her freaking out again.

“It could be very bad.” Aizawa stated not helping Izuku’s case in the least and making Inko turn to him with big eyes looking for more information. Izuku was looking at the teacher startled and Bakugou was watching intently. None of them were prepared for what Aizawa said next. “Continuous nesting is a pretty strong sign that a heat is around the corner.”

Silence filled the room and Izuku was so shocked he dropped his eating utensils to the table before turning redder than Bakugou’s eyes. Bakugou wasn’t much better than him and his face was filled with a blush too. Inko’s mouth fell open and twitched like she wanted to say something but was stumped on what it would be.

“H-H-Heat?!” Izuku stuttered out. He knew it had to happen eventually but why would it choose now of all times?! “B-But I still have a few days right?”

“I’m not sure and I don’t like this. It might be good to keep you out of the sports festival tomorrow.” Aizawa grunted taking a bite and seemingly unfazed by the bomb he just dropped on them.

“NO!” Izuku said standing up and surprising them all. Even Aizawa’s eyes widened a little while he slowly chewed his dinner. Izuku lowered himself to the chair again a little embarrassed at the outburst. “I want to compete tomorrow. Its important.” Izuku grumbled putting his eyes down to his plate of food.

Tomorrow was going to be the day he showed Bakugou and everyone else that he could rise to the occasion. Since he had entered the hero course it felt like he hadn’t done anything more than stand by. He wanted to show he could handle himself, to Bakugou he could do it, and in a small back corner of his mind, he wanted to show himself that he could do it.

“Deku you can’t take the risk. You don’t know how bad the hormones can hit you.” Bakugou said next to him. Izuku looked over but Bakugou was looking away from him not wanting to meet his eyes.

“W-We don’t even know if this is a heat thing. Its been a really stressful week with training and dealing with…dad…I think that’s all it is anyway.” Izuku said appealing to reason. He couldn’t have the worst luck in the world, could he? His dad and now this right before the sports festival?

Aizawa hummed in thought while Inko couldn’t stop fretting next to him. What Izuku said was true, but he was in the prime age for his heats to start. It was actually something he had been watching for in class closely. It was an unpredictable factor that set him on edge, until Izuku actually started to cycle the first one was going to be a mystery. Big green pleading eyes stared Aizawa down and he twitched ever so slightly under the gaze before letting out a defeated sigh.

If you go tomorrow then we need to have a plan in place for an emergency like that.” Aizawa said making Izuku give a slow smile of happiness while Bakugou scowled at him like he had just betrayed him. God, Aizawa didn’t get paid enough for this job.

By the end of dinner Izuku was absolutely mortified by the conversation. They had come up with a very thorough plan for when Izuku wasn’t competing and when he was. From the way Aizawa was talking about him in a heat state Izuku should assume himself to just be a clingy helpless pup. Except for the fact that he would want to jump the bones of the closest alpha. He couldn’t imagine himself doing something like that.

He settled down for the night in his room after having bid a reluctant Bakugou goodbye. He decided to watch the news for some cool hero fights to fall asleep to. But when he switched to the channel a report was being done without a villain fight going on and he almost turned it off until he heard what it was. He sat up and listened as the news anchor solemnly reported about his old apartment building and the many casualties sustained from a fire. A fire.

Izuku turned off the TV and flipped over in bed to face away from it. He clutched a blanket from Bakugou’s room to his chest breathing the alpha’s scent in deeply as he tried to sleep through his silent crying.

Chapter Text

“They weren’t lying when they said they buffed up security.” Izuku commented as he and Bakugou walked down the hall to go into the waiting room with the rest of the class. Bakugou had just accompanied him to recovery girl to get the all clear to do the festival. Along the way they had seen plenty of pro heroes walking around as security and despite having spent most school days being taught by the professionals Izuku had slipped into his fan boy self upon seeing them.

“Don’t get lost in thought Deku or else your ass will be coming in last place.” Bakugou said as he caught onto Izuku starting to mumble about Kamui Woods as they walked past the hero. Izuku blushed deeply and ripped his gaze away from the hero and tried to focus on the day. He didn’t tell anyone about the news clip he saw the other night. Everyone around him was already stressed too much as it was. Technically this wasn’t lying if no one had asked him about how he slept last night.

“Hmm, you’re right. I should aim to be on top!” Izuku said trying to pump himself up while Bakugou scowled at him before gaining a mischievous smirk and glint to his eyes.

“Fuck that, I won’t settle for anything less than top and you underneath me.” Bakugou said slyly and with a heavy implied undertone that even someone as dense as Deku could catch. Izuku flushed a deep red and his eyes snapped over to the alpha whose smirk grew wider at his reaction. Izuku sputtered out some non-sense as his brain malfunctioned at Bakugou’s flirtation.

“K-Kacchan! Don’t do that to me so early in the morning.” Izuku managed to squeak out trying to will his flush away but only served to make it flare back up.

“Mornings are my favorite time Deku.” Bakugou said and Izuku wobbled like he might faint.

“Are you trying to get my first to start up?!” Izuku asked voice cracking as he tried not to let his mind wonder to more…distracting thoughts.

“No just trying to make you wake up.” Bakugou said smugly. Izuku huffed at him but couldn’t get very annoyed because it had worked. Izuku was now wide awake and heart pounding. It was a little weird to flirt with Kacchan still but the blonde just found it to be a new way to tease Izuku. Izuku still lacked the courage to be more flirtatious but when they were alone together he sometimes managed to get a light blush out of Bakugou. Izuku still remained oblivious to all the times he had induced that blush on the blonde even before they became ‘official’.

“Well you should find a different method.” Came a voice right behind them making them both jump and Bakugou let out a rather loud curse and mini pop in his palm. Bakugou turned to glare back at Aizawa who stood frowning at them. The underground stealth hero was too good at sneaking up on people. “We don’t need anymore risks to inducing his…state.”

“R-Recovery Girl gave me the green light for the festival.” Izuku quickly spoke up trying to not think about the fact that Aizawa had just heard their flirting. Aizawa grunted in acknowledgment still frowning at them but after a moment of assessment he whirled around and made off for the announcement both.

“Just remember the plans.” Aizawa said over his shoulder, more to Bakugou than Izuku. Bakugou nodded seriously, an action a little out of character for him and Izuku looked over in interest to see the blonde looking so solemn. When Bakugou met his gaze he shed the serious look in favor of his usual confident smirk and competitive aura.

“Prepare to have your ass handed to you Deku. You and all the other extras can eat my dust. I’m not settling for anything other than first.” Bakugou sneered and Izuku quickly looked away as his traitorous mind popped the imagine of Bakugou with his hands on him. He shook his head to get that image out and returned the smirk to Bakugou finally gaining a challenge to his own eyes.

“We’ll see about that.”


“Oh god I’m so nervous! I can’t stop twitching look!” Uraraka said showing Izuku her hands. The beta was super jittery and could not stop moving, her nerves were starting to get Izuku nervous too.

“Ah, I’m sure its just the anticipation. Once were out there we won’t have time to think about the crowds watching us.” Izuku said reassuringly while Uraraka bounced at his side. The rest of the class wasn’t much better than them, all of them murmuring excitedly. Bakugou sat across from Izuku at the table they were sitting at and Kirishima was talking his ears off apparently dealing with anxiety by distracting himself with small talk. Izuku had to keep in a chuckle as he watched Bakugou’s eye twitch in irritation.

“Everyone may I have your attention!” Iida said coming into the waiting room. “We are due out there in five minutes! Make sure your well hydrated before heading out!”

“Gee thanks mom.” Kaminari snickered next to Kirishima. The urge to laugh almost broke from Izuku at that comment. Inko had told him to stay hydrated before separating for the stands this morning. Kaminari’s attempt at comedy lightened the tension in the room though and everyone seemed to physically loosen up while Iida came over to lecture Pikachu about student safety and conduct during the festival representing their school.

Izuku was just letting himself relax when the fragile moment of relief broke.

“Midoriya.” A monotone voice came behind him making his shoulders tense up. He turned to see Todoroki standing there looking down at him. Bakugou seemed to sense his sudden distress because he put on his best glare back at the dual colored teen.

“W-What?” Izuku asked looking over at the other boy apprehensively. He hadn’t spoken to Todoroki since their talk behind the school where he had learned of the other boy’s horrifying childhood. Izuku felt a little guilty even, he had wanted to talk to Todoroki more about that. It seemed like he needed help. But after Bakugou’s rut, the impromptu move from the apartment, and his own family crisis, the other boy’s problems had fled to the back of Izuku’s mind.

“Remember to stay away from me.” Todoroki said his left fist tightening seemingly unconsciously. Uraraka surprisingly stepped forward to glare at the alpha on her friend’s behalf but Izuku stood and put a hand on her shoulder giving a small smile of reassurance.

“It’s fine Uraraka.” Izuku turned his deep green eyes to meet blue and grey steadily. “He just wants to compete without the aid of my quirk. He wants to win with his own power.”

Todoroki’s intense aura seemed to pause suddenly at those words. His mouth parting slightly and brows furrowing as if he was struck confused by those words but the reaction was quickly buried as Iida stepped up to clap a hand on Izuku’s shoulder.

“That’s right! Everyone!” Iida said addressing the whole room and everyone turned curiously to the class rep. “I propose a truce in events that are free for all. No one is allowed to use Midoriya’s quirk, this is a test of our own power!”

Izuku blinked in surprise at his classmates as a few grumbled and reluctantly agreed. Apparently quite a few had been thinking of taking advantage of his power boost for events to come. He didn’t know if he should feel offended or flattered by their want to depend on him. But this was good. He had something to prove here and he was going to reach the top on his own. Iida looked at the time and immediately called for them to line up. The festival was going to begin.


“Turn it up.” Tomura grunted sitting close to the television and staring at the screen as the opening ceremony for the festival was about to start. Kurogiri complied using the remote he had from behind the bar to slowly turn it up. The announcers were some obnoxiously loud hero Tomura didn’t bother to remember the name of and Easer Head whom appeared to be in good condition minus a new scar. No doubt thanks to them using Izu-chan.

“You should sit back a little more Tomura. You will hurt your eyes being that close.” Kurogiri suggested but was ignored. Tomura was so focused of the TV that he almost didn’t notice when the door to the bar opened and someone walked in. Kurogiri’s eyes widened and he bowed slightly in greeting and respect. The scent of a familiar alpha wafted over to Tomura and he immediately stood up from his stool and turned to the other.

“Hisashi.” Tomura growled taking in the man. Hisashi was tall had dark swept hair and eyes, and faded freckles on the bridge of his nose. He also had a cigarette in his mouth which he promptly took from his mouth and put out in an ash tray that Kurogiri smartly set out next to him to preserve the integrity of his polished bar’s surface.

“Tomura.” Hisashi said in a deep growl of his own. The room was flooded by the scent of territorial alphas as they stood in a stare down. Kurogiri stood stiffly watching behind the bar as the battle of a natural hierarchy began between the two. Ferals tended to be this way. He just didn’t want to be wiping up the blood that came afterwards.


“Hey lighten up would ya?” Present Mic whispered to the side at Aizawa. He wasn’t expecting his friend to be as energetic as him but he had worked with the man long enough to know when he was stressed.

“You’re carrying enough energy for both of us.” Aizawa said leaning back in his seat and keeping his eyes on the field as more students filtered out of the tunnels. Why did he have such a bad feeling about this? 

Chapter Text

“I pledge to take first place.”

A moment of shock settled over the crowds and students at Bakugou’s statement while Izuku just rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment as those crimson eyes sought his out. The roar of protest and booing from the students around them had no effect on the blonde and Izuku felt like he should have reprimanded Bakugou for his tactless provocation to the classes but the reaction only made him smile and want to laugh. When their eyes met Bakugou smirked too.

“I don’t know what you see in him.” Uraraka huffed next to Izuku. She was sticking close to him, likely naturally intimidated by all the alpha pheromones clogging up the air. Izuku found her company to be a relief as well.

“He keeps things interesting.” Izuku offered up sheepishly while Midnight and the announcers called for the crowd to settle so that the first event could be selected. It wasn’t hard for order to be found with the R-rated hero hosting the festival, she was an alpha of authority. Her outfit displayed that quite clearly.

“You mean he keeps things difficult.” Uraraka said shifting nervously looking around the crowd. Izuku looked around too to see many people frowning over at their class and he gulped as his nerves rose with the beta’s.

“An obstacle race!” Midnight declared and the crowd cheered in excitement.

Iida who had been standing close to Izuku and Uraraka straightened up immediately smiling. He was literally built for speed so this first phase of the festival would be a piece of cake. If it weren’t for the class truce, he could have had Izuku piggy back like he had seen with Kirishima and they could have just jetted straight for the finish line so fast the camera’s might not even catch it.

Izuku brightened a little at the first challenge before him. He had practicing running mostly in his training so this would be a perfect warm up to the festival. He decided to churn his nervous energy into excitement and fuel for what was a head of them.

“It will be a free for all! The only rule is that there are no rules!” Midnight said smirking at the students, their excitement palpable in the air around them through pheromones.

“Just the kind of rules I like.” Bakugou said as he walked back into the class. He let off a few pops with a sinister grin that rivaled Midnight’s. His eyes found Deku’s and they exchanged a serious and determined look. The bet was on.


Inko took her seat in the stands, she had a seat reserved for her among a few other UA staff. She chewed her lip nervously as she watched the students gathered for the starting line. She could easily pick out her son among all the others, which meant anyone watching the broad cast could too. She couldn’t help it as her hands tightened into fists on her lap when she saw a camera drone fly over.

Would Hisashi be watching? She hoped not. He hadn’t taken an interest in the event in the past so she doubted that he would be watching now. But they couldn’t hide forever, eventually the man would find out what their son was pursuing. She just hoped by that time Izuku would be able to stand up for himself through this training.

“Ah, Mrs. Midoriya.” A voice said next to her making her jump slightly and look over to see a strange blonde haired man standing next to her before sitting down. He looked vaguely familiar to her but she couldn’t place a name with him. “You look rather tense.”

“Can you blame a mother for worrying?” Inko said blushing a little at how obvious she had been in distress. It meant she was letting her guard down. She didn’t need to lose practice.

“I suppose not. But I think things will turn out well. Your son in quite a determined boy, I bet he’ll show it well in this race.” He said offering her a smile. He had a bit of a faded scent but it was still discernable as alpha. Inko found herself liking the smell, she was around enough overbearing alpha scents in her life that this one was a breath of fresh air and somehow calmed her.

“Um, how do you know Izuku?” Inko asked curiously. During her time on campus she had found the UA staff were numerous and she couldn’t remember all of them. Was this man one of his teachers?

“I work with the students closely, I see your son practically everyday.” Toshinori said. It was true, he sat with Izuku in the infirmary everyday for his recharge session. He had done a quick sit down today with him before the festival started but he needed to save his muscle form for a later appearance for the crowd.

“Mhmm,” she hummed in acknowledgement before turning her gaze back to the students. A gunshot went off making her jump and all the students surged forward in to the tunnel and out of sight. She quickly saw her son’s messy nest of hair disappear from sight and turned her attention towards the screens that would display the race to the crowd. She felt her heart hammering as she searched for him among the others as the camera panned around.

Then she spotted Izuku in the middle of the pack and she had to restrain herself from standing up when giant robots blocked the student’s paths. Izuku looked shocked to see them too and slowed down the smallest bit but managed to maneuver around them slipping through with others. She saw him pick up a piece of metal and furrowed her brow at that. Wouldn’t it just weigh him down? Or did he think he may need a shield? Either way she was glued to the action not realizing she was quietly urging him on out loud much to Toshinori’s amusement. Her son took strongly after her.

She felt a spark of pride when it was announced that Bakugou and another student was leading the charge. The boy had trained relentlessly, she would expect nothing less of him and she could imagine Mitsuki screaming at the screen at home to get his butt in gear and win. Masaru was likely calmly watching in his chair in the living room and smiling softly at his animated wife.

The camera was panning away as students thinned out. Izuku’s quirk blessed him with very good stamina so she doubted he was tired. But he was falling behind as other students who had advantageous quirks flew forward.

“Come on Izuku!” she found herself shouting. The students had reached a mine field, surely he could catch up here! But to her frustration Izuku stopped at the edge of it and the camera moved up to where Bakugou and an ice user were in a heated battle for first place. She let out a frustrated huff, and didn’t hear the chuckle next to her.

Toshinori knew he should be paying closer attention to the race but he kept finding his gaze wondering back to the enraptured beta next to him. She looked beautiful when she was so excited. He blushed and rubbed the back of his neck looking away. He shouldn’t be thinking like that when his students needed him to be watching! A giant explosion brought his attention back to the screen that he assumed was young Bakugou’s doing but the camera locked on something completely unexpected. Toshinori felt himself gaping like a fish at the sight of Izuku rocketing over the competition.

Inko squealed jumping up from her seat seeing him fly like that and the stadium went wild around them. She bounced excitedly as Toshinori stood up too blinking to make sure his eyes weren’t deceiving him. She unthinkingly grasped Toshinori’s arm in her exhilaration and he looked down at her blushing deeply from the contact. But her eyes remained on her son amazed at him.


“Midoriya Izuku is overtaking the fore runners!” the announcer said excitedly and Hisashi’s head snapped over to the screen. He let go of the front of Tomura’s shirt letting him lay flat against the ground. Tomura tilted his head back to watch the screen with wide eyes and both alpha’s watched in disbelief at seeing the flying omega.

Hisashi got up off Tomura and went to the screen staring and studying the features of the son he hadn’t seen in years. That was his pup, the freckles and hair fondly being brought up in memory. But why was he in this event? The answer was obvious even if Hisashi was shocked.

“That’s impossible.” Hisashi muttered to himself watching as Izuku landed rolling into a sprint a head of the other students. Tomura got up from the ground wiping blood from his nose and sauntered over next to him to watch without the older alpha blocking the screen.

“That’s what I thought too.” Tomura chuckled humorlessly next to the man. Hisashi barely gave him a glare before gluing his eyes back on his son’s form emerging from the tunnel and being announced as the first winner of the UA sports festival.

“Tell me everything.” Hisashi growled the command. Tomura smiled at that. Hisashi was going to love this.


Izuku leaned over breathing heavily. All he could hear in this moment was the sound of cheering. He remembered watching the sports festival with Bakugou as they grew up, this was just like all those dreams he had the nights after them. He couldn’t help the tears that sprang to his eyes. He had made it. And he had done it with his own power without relying on someone else and it made his heart squeeze.

He heard people running up behind him and he quickly wiped away the tears and looked up smiling back at them as Todoroki and Bakugou broke through the tunnel. Todoroki was just a hair ahead of Bakugou being announced as second place and Bakugou as third. Bakugou snarled at that announcement but he looked over at Izuku and couldn’t help but smirk at the cry baby’s face.

“Crazy fucker.” Bakugou said coming up to him. Izuku smiled back and nearly snorted at the memory of the look on Bakugou’s face when he had flown over him.

“Looks like I’m on top.” Izuku said cheekily and Bakugou growled at the reminder.

“Don’t get comfy Deku. I’m coming for that first place spot. Watch your back if the next event is another free for all.” He said. But it did little to wipe the happiness radiating from the omega and Bakugou just pretended to be irritated to save face. He was preening inside for him.

Chapter Text

The moment of victory only lasted so long. Izuku looked up at the big screens around the stadium as they replayed him coming through the tunnel and he felt the smile fade from his face. The UA sports festival was a big event, it would be broadcast everywhere. Which meant everyone was watching. Izuku licked his lips in nervousness at that thought. Tomura would be watching right now wouldn’t he?

“And that’s it! The forty two qualifiers have entered the stadium!” Midnight announced quickly snapping him from the thought in surprise. It really had been a close race between everyone. He stood up straight and turned his head only to meet Bakugou’s scarlet eyes watching him with a slight frown. Izuku gave him a small smile but the alpha only narrowed his eyes at him.

“How are you feeling?” Bakugou asked lowly as he stepped closer to avoid having anyone of the other students now gathering around them hear him.

“I’m good Kacchan.” Izuku said smiling for real now. The heavy feeling that he hadn’t realized was settling in his chest lifted and he even felt the edges of giddiness at having Bakugou so close. He blinked as he realized the feeling was strange. Bakugou studied him for another second before turning back to Midnight as she announced the next game.

“A cavalry battle!” she announced making the students excitement rise again. Once again the air was filled with scents, amplified by the sweat from the race. Izuku easily ignored the others around him. Bakugou was so close and with his persistent sweat it basically drowned out all others. He found himself glancing over at the blonde and focusing on his scent more than paying attention to the rules being announced.

A collective gasp rang through the crowd of students and Izuku was suddenly very aware of every eye on him. Startled he instinctively moved towards Bakugou who also had widened eyes looking at him. For a second Izuku feared his own sweat had also rubbed off his blockers but the fear quickly disappeared when he saw Bakugou smirking at him. He looked up to the screen and finally realized why everyone was eyeing him. He was going to be worth ten million points this round?!!

Izuku gaped up at the screen and then looked around at everyone. Anyone who wasn’t in his class was watching him like a predator. His classmates had a bit of a predatory gaze too but it was one of eagerness and he could feel their want to be on his team. Izuku felt like a deer caught in the head lights as Midnight dismissed them, not even a second passed before most of his class invaded his space.

“So the truce is off right?” Kaminari asked crowding into the space close to Izuku who suddenly felt claustrophobic from the crowd.

“I suppose it will have to be since this is a team based event! I suggest we draw straws to see who gets to be on Midoriya’s team.” Iida called trying to bring order to everyone.

“I can make the straws.” Momo piped up helpfully at the edge of the crowd and everyone was nodding in agreement until a loud burst went off startling the class. Bakugou sneered at them and pointedly elbowed Kaminari out of the way to give Izuku more space. He growled at the class with sparking palms.

“Fuck off extras!” Bakugou snarled at them before turning to Izuku. Izuku licked his lips nervously as he looked up at Bakugou. “Deku gets to choose who he wants on his team. Don’t use him as a tool because you’re too weak to make it to the next round.”

With that he looked down at Izuku and extended his hand with a smirk. He exuded confidence that seemed to mesmerize Izuku to the point where he didn’t even notice his classmates bickering around him and booing at Bakugou.

“It’s about time we blow away these extra right Deku?” Bakugou said ignoring their classmates and locking his crimson gaze on Izuku’s emerald one. “Let’s show them our duo.”

Izuku’s eyes widened and his mouth dropping before quickly smiling. He quickly took Bakugou’s hand and his eyes even watered a little bit making Bakugou scoff at him.

“Hey that’s no fair.” Kirishima pouted next to them, “I believe that’s favoritism. You know I could help-“

“Shut up and find your own team Shitty Hair! Back off all of you! Me and Deku are gonna wipe the floor with you.” Bakugou growled tugging Deku with him as he marched away from the crowd. Everyone looked pretty disappointed but Izuku didn’t protest as he left with Bakugou towards one of the stadium tunnels.

Izuku was trailing behind the alpha who still had their hands clasped together. The omega blushed at the sight of that keeping his eyes on their hands. Bakugou stopped when they were out of sight of everyone else and looked around to make sure they were alone.

“Alright hurry up and do it.” Bakugou said dropping their hands and turning to him. Izuku blinked out of the daze he was in and nodded. He went down the hall a little bit to where they had a can of scent blocker hidden before the festival started. He quickly reapplied just to be safe and returned to Bakugou’s side. He was about to walk past the alpha when Bakugou put an arm out in front of Izuku’s nose blocking his way and leaning in to pin Izuku with those eyes again.

“You sure you’re good? You keep spacing out Deku.” Bakugou asked and Izuku fidgeted guiltily under his gaze.

“It’s just a big crowd and all the scents…” Izuku mumbled not wanting to make Bakugou worry. Still the alpha leaned closer sniffing to ensure the blockers were proper. He was frowning at Izuku as he leaned back again.

“You sure you’re not worried about someone specifically watching you?” Bakugou asked hitting the nail on the head and making the omega look down. He bit his lip and felt his eyes water again but didn’t know what to say.

“Let them watch and remember that they are watching.” Bakugou growled making Izuku look up surprised. “Let that handsy creep and your dad see this. We’ll show them what heroes look like Deku.”

The tears finally fell and Izuku launched himself into Bakugou wrapping his arms around the alpha’s broader chest. Bakugou was caught off guard for half a second but returned the tight hug too. Izuku took a moment to just enjoy Bakugou’s presence as he rubbed his face into the blonde’s chest in an effort to wipe the tears off his face.

“You’re right Kacchan.” Izuku said after a moment and he peeled himself away from the alpha. He wiped away the last of the tears with his hand and smiled up at Bakugou with a firmer smile. Bakugou smirked at him and leaned in kissing Izuku’s forehead unexpectedly. Izuku blushed reaching to touch the spot as Bakugou finally backed away from him.

“Now lets go beat some asses.” Bakugou said grabbing Izuku’s hand and pulling them back out into stadium. Izuku took a deep breath as he walked with Bakugou, he felt much better after that. He raised his head once again and looked towards the next trial.

The timer up on the screen told him that they had barely three minutes left for the cavalry battle to begin and he curiously looked around at the teams that had organized themselves in his absence. He was surprised to see Iida and Kaminari with Momo and Todoroki. But looking at the quirks it set up a pretty solid defense. Still he looked for Uraraka who he thought would have tried to team up with the engine legged alpha. He spotted the beta shifting uncertainly at the edge of the teams around them.

He immediately felt guilty for having left her by herself. Just as he thought about going over and offering to let her join his team he saw Asui approach her. Uraraka lit up and eagerly nodded making Izuku relax and watch as she joined the frog girl with Shouji and Tokoyami, an interesting group that had his mind wondering about strategies.

Unsurprisingly Izuku spotted Kirishima with Sero and Mina. What had him worrying though was the animated pink haired girl standing with them. He knew Mei. She was kind of a regular in the infirmary. Or rather, her test subjects were. She was a support class student who often roped the clueless other students into testing her gear. She often had to walk them to the infirmary afterwards.

All too soon the timer went off and the groups assembled. Bakugou got down on one knee and offered his back to Izuku. Izuku quickly climbed onto him and tied his head band tightly in preparation.

“Just like we always planned right Deku?” Bakugou said standing up and hefting the small omega up a with him. Izuku wound his arms and legs around the alpha and hid his smile on the back on Bakugou’s neck.

“Alright Kacchan.” Izuku said feeling butterflies invade his stomach as a new timer counted down to the beginning of the game. His mind was thrown back to the animated evenings of previous sports festivals when they were little and watching at home. It was still surreal to be here, on the way towards the dream they had always talked about.

Izuku lifted his head up to look at himself on the screens of the stadium. His heart beat came faster at the thought of who was watching. But his alpha was right. Show them that he’s a hero!


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Despite the rush Izuku felt at hearing Midnight start the event Bakugou held fast in their spot. The other teams were already moving, a collision of quirks that left Izuku’s mind buzzing with possibilities.

“Kacchan why aren’t we moving?” Izuku asked curiously as they continued to just stand on the side of the main event. Bakugou huffed under him turning his head to look up at the omega. His expression was strangely serious when Izuku had expected him to have a malicious smirk that would exude eagerness for a fight.

“Listen Deku, you’re in charge right now.” Bakugou said turning his gaze back to watch the enemies around them, “I am the weapon. Now use me Deku!”

“Kacchan-“ Izuku mumbled looking down at the alpha with wide eyes but he caught sight of something in his periphery and automatically he commanded. “Object at 9 O’clock!”

Bakugou didn’t hesitate and he whirled around blasting off an explosion in that direction. The flying horn was incinerated to ashes before it could swipe at the head band Izuku wore. At this point Izuku realized a few groups were aiming for them and sat up with adrenaline as he observed the contenders.

“Up!” Izuku shouted as a wall of sharp scales shot towards them but Bakugou was faster. He blasted the ground and Izuku had to hug him tighter to avoid slipping off. They reached the zenith of the blast and Izuku noticed they had gone so far they were now far above the top of the stadium and their attackers. For a moment they were suspended in the air feeling weightless like Uraraka’s quirk.

And then they were falling again.

“Be prepared, they likely set a trap for us on the ground!” Izuku had to shout as the wind rushed past them. Bakugou grunted agreement as the hurtled towards the ground and blew off an explosion from his left hand propelling them away from the spot where they were going to land. Another duo ran over that spot to chase after them but ended up sinking slightly into the ground and another team ran past grabbing their head band. Izuku sighed in relief at having avoided the trap.

He remained still on Bakugou’s landing so he wouldn’t throw off balance for the landing. Bakugou hit the ground running along the out skirts of arena.

“Hey how about we go get half n’ half?” Bakugou asked smirking maliciously in that direction. It was clear no other group was getting through the defense Todoroki had set up. But the dual teen was ignoring the duo’s presence, Izuku knew why but to the blonde alpha it was a mystery.

“I think we should just stay on the run Kacchan, as long as we keep this head band we’ll be good.” Izuku said looking a head of them and nearly choking, “Turn!”

Bakugou immediately obeyed launching them towards the center barely avoiding a semi-transparent wall that had appeared in front of them that might have looked invisible if Izuku hadn’t been so vigilant. Izuku spotted the snobby blonde from the hallway a few days ago sneer and direct his group after them. They ran towards the middle just as Todoroki launched a medium ice wall at Uraraka’s team cutting off their path.

“Bring it down!” Izuku shouted and Bakugou grinned raising a single palm. He didn’t hold back as much as he had been. The resulting explosion blew the ice into tiny crystal particles and sent a shock wave out around them blowing a few teams near them away. A collective cheer came from the crowd at the display of power, a few spectators had to search for the hats they had lost from the gust of wind. Bakugou sprinted through the middle of the field while Izuku felt adrenaline pump through his veins at the display of power feeling prideful at the crowd’s approval.

“Watch out!” Izuku shouted a little too late as a big strange looking student on their right shot some kind of sticky substance from holes where a face should be. Bakugou’s reflexes were excellent but that had been in his blind spot and the goop managed to land on his foot gluing him to the spot.

“Shit!” Bakugou shouted trying to wrench his foot free. Izuku heard maniacal laughter behind him and twisted to see Mei aiming some sort of gun his way. There was nothing scarier than seeing the pink haired girl with one of her ‘babies’ after all the horror results he has seen in the infirmary. Kirishima was the front horse and was grinning in a sharp toothed competitive manner running towards them.

Izuku barely managed to duck as a grabby mechanical claw shot towards him grazing his hair but missing the head band. The team still advanced as Mei reeled it back in, so did the previous team that had glued Bakugou to the ground.

“Kacchan we need to move!” Izuku said panicking a little as they were being closed in on. Bakugou grit his teeth glancing back to see Shitty Hair of all people sneaking up on him. With barely a few feet between the two groups and them Bakugou decided he had to do it.

“Deku.” Bakugou said grabbing the panicked omega’s attention. “Missile.”

Izuku didn’t get a say in it as Bakugou grabbed his thighs that were around his waist and lifted him up. Mei shot at him again and just as it was flying at his head band a loud explosion happened under Izuku making him blink as the world flew past him. He was flying upwards again but this time alone. They had practiced this a few times but it wasn’t exactly perfected yet leaving Izuku to flail in the air.

Mei’s ‘hand’ gun flew over Bakugou’s head and instead latched onto the head band of the team that had been coming after the duo from the front. That team skidded to a halt in shock as the head band was ripped away and Bakugou used the down time to pop a few explosions on his leg freeing himself. Meanwhile Izuku was becoming reacquainted with gravity.

Wind flew past him as he fell and he watched the ground come closer and closer. He reached out a hand towards it and could only hope. His faith was not in vain. Bakugou’s hand appeared below him as the blonde launched himself was a blast under him. They clasped hands and Izuku was thrown onto Bakugou’s back again. He quickly grasped onto the alpha like before and they were running again away from their enemies.

“T-That was a close one.” Izuku said shakily. It was scary falling to the ground with nothing to stop him. Izuku rubbed his shoulder as a small bit of pain faded from it. The yank from the air by Bakugou hadn’t been very pleasant but compared to crashing to the ground during their practices it was nothing.

“Yeah so keep your eyes peeled Deku. With how that went you’d think your eye sight was as bad as Four Eyes.” Bakugou said chuckling to himself. The alpha was extremely pleased that they had pulled that off without a hitch.

“Alright.” Izuku said doing just that as they ran. It seemed they had reached a bit of a lull as the other teams fought around them. Izuku curled tighter against Bakugou and his nose caught the alpha’s scent. In his excitement the blonde was exuding even more of it than usual and Izuku couldn’t help but melt into it. He could also feel every movement of the alpha’s muscular physique bunching and loosening under him as they ran. It was a little distracting to say the least. Izuku didn’t even realize he was letting his hands roam from their resting place around his neck down over Bakugou’s broad chest.

Bakugou slid his hands higher under Izuku’s thighs nearly to the soft curve of his ass and hefted the smaller boy up from where he was beginning to slip. Izuku squeaked at that action blushing deeply and wrapping his arms back around Bakugou’s neck. He shook his head trying to get rid of the weird fuzziness and focus on the chaos around them.

“Just returning the favor.” Bakugou murmured only making Izuku’s blush brighter. He had thought Bakugou was distracted by the teams and wasn’t noticing.

“L-Look! There’s only five minutes left!” Izuku said trying to get rid of the guilt of being caught by getting them focused again. Bakugou lifted his head to see the timer on the screen and frowned.

“That means people are going to be getting desperate.” Bakugou growled looking around at the teams closest to them. A sudden brush of fingers along his side had Bakugou whipping away and just in time too as a blast went off next to them. He was shocked to see that snobby blonde again riding towards them, but this time he seemed to be wielding Bakugou’s own quirk.

“What quirk is that?” Izuku muttered behind him just as shocked as Bakugou. Bakugou snarled as Monoma created an explosion blinding them and making a smoke screen to hide their movements as they neared. A hand reached out of the smoke towards the head band and Izuku couldn’t help it as his mind instantly flashed to the USJ and Toma-chan’s hand reaching for him.

He sat frozen on Bakugou’s back just as the fingers of the assailant were a hairs width from the head band. But Bakugou didn’t allow it. Snarling, Bakugou lit of his own explosion, with much more force than was probably necessary. The strange blue eyes Monoma had widened in surprise as the blast got rid of the smoke screen and pushed all four of his team back nearly ten feet. With his team caught off balance his head band was an easy snatch for a flying mechanical hand.

“Wahahaha! My baby is so useful! It even had target tracking!” Mei shouted louder than needed so the mics of nearby camera drones could pick it up. She looked directly at the camera and winked to the crowd while holding up the gun for them to see. It was nearly shameless advertising.

“How did we get stuck with this one again?” Sero asked uncertainly while Mina just laughed at her fellow pink girl.

“Hey don’t knock it if its getting us to finals man.” Kirishima said grinning up at the tech girl. He also glanced over at the duo and not so subtly winked at them.

“Fuck off we didn’t need your help Shitty Hair!” Bakugou shouted at him while Izuku finally returned to the present. The omega bit his lip and squeezed closer to the alpha, nuzzling into his back to hide his watery eyes.

“Sorry Kacchan I almost lost it for us.” Izuku said swallowing down the need to cry.

“Shut up Deku.” Bakugou growled squeezing his hands on the omega’s legs comfortingly to let him know it was ok. “We’re still number one.”

The loud blare of the stadium timer going off had Izuku looking up in relief. It hadn’t felt like half an hour had just gone by but he was very glad it was over. He reached up and took off the ten million and two hundred point head band shakily looking at it. Proof that their duo had worked even against so many different quirk types gunning for them.

“We did it Kacchan.”

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“First place: Team Midoriya!” Midnight said gesturing to the screen as it showed their ten million and two hundred points. Bakugou was standing smugly next to Izuku, his head held high and a smirk on his face at the announcement. He clearly preened under the attention and cheers around them. Izuku kind of wanted to tease him for it but he let it be. Bakugou deserved it for their placement.

“Second place: Team Todoroki!”

Izuku glanced over to where Todoroki stood impassive to the announcement. It almost looked like he didn’t care. Iida stood tall and tried to look humble but couldn’t stop the small smile coming to his face. Momo was the same way and Kaminari pumped a fist into the air clearly bosting.

“Third place: Team Hatsumei!”

Kirishima clapped hands with Sero and Mina squealed hugging Mei who just placed her hands on her hips with a confident smile. Izuku looked over at them with interest. It had seemed they had been chasing the duo during the battle but perhaps Mei had adopted the strategy of going after whoever went after them for easy pickings.

“Fourth place: Team Shinsou!” Midnight announced the team with the final flourish and the crowd cheered around them. A tentative hand was raised from the crowd grabbing Midnight’s attention and she motioned for Ojiro to speak.

“I’d like to withdraw from the finals.” He said a bit sheepishly and Midnight looked at him with confusion. Izuku did too, the finals were the grand finale and agencies would be paying close attention to the contestants. The tail boy went on to explain that he felt he hadn’t earned the right to be in the finals and his class mates tried to persuade him to stay but he continued to ask for withdraw. Another beta boy Izuku wasn’t familiar with also asked for with draw leaving team Shinsou to be only the purple haired beta and Aoyama.

“So be it. To make up for numbers and to ensure we have continued one on one fights I will allow the next team to move on to finals. Team Tetsutetsu please be prepared.”

“Yes Ma’am!” Tetsutetsu said standing up straight but still glancing at the score board in confusion. His team had ended up losing their head band and had to make up for it quickly in the last five minutes but he couldn’t remember when they had lost it. He glanced over at Shinsou, a gut feeling telling him who the culprit was along with the scores.

“Let the beginning rounds of our final fights be determined by a random draw.” Midnight said turning to the screen and allowing the computer system to sort them out.


Midoriya vs. Hatsume

Shinsou vs. Kaminari

Bakugou vs. Yaoyoroza

Kirishima vs. Tetsutetsu

Todoroki vs. Sero

Ashido vs. Awase

Aoyama vs. Shiozaki

Iida vs. Honenuki

“We will take an intermission before we begin the finals!” Midnight announced with a snap from her whip making a few of the crowd whistle at her. With that dismissal the students dispersed a little. Ojiro quickly went to Kaminari and they disappeared from sight while Izuku turned towards the stadium tunnels with Bakugou on his heels.

“Hey the infirmary is that way.” Bakugou said pointing down another hall after they entered the tunnels as Izuku made to go past it. It was time for a check in with Recovery Girl to monitor his hormone levels.

“I wanted to go see Mom.” Izuku admitted sheepishly. He couldn’t imagine what her reactions had been when she saw him get first place in the first round and then got thrown across the arena in the second one. He wanted to go check in with her and ensure her things were going well. Bakugou frowned clearly unhappy with the side tracking to the plan but begrudgingly followed him to the upper parts of the stands to meet up with Inko.

Izuku blinked in surprise when he reached the top of the stairs down to his mother’s seat. He saw a very familiar skinny form sitting next to his mother. She was even smiling and talking animatedly to him. It had been a long time since he had seen her be this happy around someone other than himself and the Bakugous. The moment Inko spotted her son she shot up out her seat to meet him at the aisle.

“I’m so proud of you Izuku!” Inko exclaimed hugging him tightly and making him blush under All Might’s smiling gaze next to them. “Oh and Katsuki you did so well too!” she said reaching over to place a hand on his cheek with motherly pride shining in her eyes. A light blush dusted Bakugou’s cheek bones and he looked away grumpily while shoving his hands in his pockets.

“Tell that to the hag. She’ll be chewing my ass out later for letting Deku pass me up during the race.” Bakugou grumbled and Inko chuckled at him before turning her attention back to Izuku.

“You’re doing well. Just…Don’t over work yourself.” She fretted running a hand through his unruly curls making Izuku scrunch up his face at her grooming.

“Don’t worry Mom. I’m being careful.” Izuku assured. A throat clearing next to them drew his attention to All Might.

“You did well young man. I was truly impressed by your progress. Clearly I’ve been underestimating you.” All Might said encouragingly and Izuku’s eyes grew to the size of dinner plates and he was rendered speechless.

“Who the fuck are you?” Bakugou growled next to Izuku narrowing his eyes at the other alpha. All Might just smiled awkwardly at him really not wanting to provoke the alpha and potentially making the sharp minded student suspicious.

“Oh, he’s just a staff member at the infirmary.” Izuku quickly covered for his idol recovering from his shock at All Might’s acknowledgement of him. Bakugou huffed at him before turning to Izuku with scrutiny.

“Speaking of the infirmary didn’t Recovery Girl need you there Deku?” Bakugou reminded clearly done with being embarrassed by Inko. Izuku frowned but nodded, Inko watched with understanding. She kissed his forehead making him blush again and they bid each other fare well.


“His hormone levels are little high…” Recovery Girl said with concern, her brow wrinkling with worry. Izuku bit his lip and looked pleadingly at the woman. “But not to the level of heat yet. Although I can safely be assured that it is just around the corner.”

“So I can keep competing?” Izuku asked eagerly while Bakugou’s frown deepened next to him.

“I would rather you wouldn’t. But yes, you still could.” Recovery Girl said putting the papers down and giving him a scolding look. Izuku grinned happily at that. At this rate he would win the bet against Bakugou! It felt good to think he could prove himself to Bakugou. Apparently, he had even proven himself to All Might! He felt giddy.

“Fuck it, Deku you’re getting out of here.” Bakugou growled next to him not liking the way Recovery Girl had phrased that. It was clear that she didn’t want him to continue and if there was even the possibility that Izuku would be in danger then he didn’t want him continuing.

“What?! No! Kacchan we only have to get through the finals and then its over! I can last that long! I don’t even feel different right now!” Izuku tried to reason quickly with the blonde.

“Its not fucking worth it Deku. You don’t need to risk it.” Bakugou said glaring at him but Izuku stood his ground glaring right back.

“I’m finishing this Kacchan.” Izuku growled green eyes shining fiercely and clashing with red. Bakugou’s eye twitched with irritation and he ground his teeth while looking at the stubborn omega.

“Why?! What the fuck? Why is this so important Deku?” Bakugou asked running a hand through his hair and never breaking their stare down.

“Because I have to do this! I have to prove it!” Izuku said a little loudly and Bakugou watched him, “If I don’t do this you’ll never think I can handle myself on the field. If I don’t do this, if I can’t do this, I might as well not be a hero because I’ll just always be a defenseless Deku.”

There it was out. Izuku involuntarily felt his eyes getting misty and he quickly tried to force back the tears. Bakugou was stunned into silence. The bet they had made had been one made out of frustration and after a few days things had cooled off. To him it had become something to motivate him to do his best and look forward to. Deku was taking it to a whole new level of seriousness.

“I have a few people to check up on.” Recovery Girl sighed getting off her stool and going to the door with the help of her cane. “Young people.” She huffed shaking her head before looking back at the two standing in tense silence. “You’ll figure things out I’m sure.”

The door clicked shut behind her. Izuku blushed at her exit, he had momentarily forgotten she was even in the room when he had his outburst. But he kept his eyes trained on the ground refusing to look at Bakugou because he didn’t want the alpha to see his eyes watering. It took another minute of silence before Bakugou finally broke it. He suddenly spun around and kicked a metal table hard shattering the silence with a bang and making Izuku jump.

“FUCK!” Bakugou shouted and Izuku looked up at him apprehensively to see Bakugou scowling at him. “Deku what the fuck is wrong with you? How fucking dense can you be?”

Izuku shrunk in on himself a little. The blonde was going to yell at him for putting his secret in danger for something so stupid like that. But it wasn’t stupid! He had something to prove! He-

“I already know you can be a hero!” Bakugou growled at him eyes flashing as Izuku’s eyes widened. “You could be one even if I wasn’t by your side. I fucking know that Deku I’m not a moron.”

“B-But you-“

“Yeah you’d find a way to do it. Deku, why the fuck do you think I let you dictate what we were doing last round huh?” Bakugou said stepping forward to look down at him. Izuku wiped away at his eyes scrunching his brow in confusion.

“I was letting you use me Deku. I could have just had you sit back and I would have demolished the entire competition in a single blow with the power you could give me. But I didn’t do that Deku. I wanted you to fucking see what it would be like to be with me on the field. Fuck the bet Deku! It was stupid to make. The only reason I said I wanted you as a side kick was so that we could be together at all times, sidekicks have to stay with their hero out there. I don’t want you to ever have to face danger alone!” Bakugou said walking forward as he ranted making Izuku step back with every step he took until the wall hit his back and Bakugou’s arms came up to either side of his head trapping him there. Bakugou glared down at him. “You don’t have to prove shit. Think you’re the only one whose been watching Deku? I’ve watched you since we were kids. I fucking know you’d find a way to face any danger. I just want you to have power to use at your disposal. I want to be someone you can depend on Deku. So stop acting like anyone is looking at you like you’re weak.”

Izuku stood frozen leaning against the wall while Bakugou’s eyes burned him. He wiped his eyes again trying to get rid of the wetness there. He knew he cried too much but he couldn’t help it.

“But…You ran away from the fight at the USJ…” Izuku whispered sadly. Bakugou twitched but sneered down at him.

“Yeah I fucking did. Because we weren’t ready Deku. There was a fucking monster there that gave All Might a run for his money. That creepy hand fucker was after you and they had a guy that could whisk you away to god knows where in seconds. Aizawa was eating the fucking concrete and you weren’t thinking straight. So yeah, I didn’t fight because I’m not an idiot. Knowing how to pick your battles is common sense Deku. You’re lucky I’m here or else your ass would have been dead a long time ago. That’s why I want to be by your side.” Bakugou breathed on him. He was leaning in and Izuku looked off to the side.

“I-I failed the mock battles. Even when trying my best without you, I failed…” Izuku said biting his lip. Bakugou brought one of his hands away from the wall to tilt Izuku’s head back to look at the alpha.

“Those were only your first fights Deku. We’ve barely started our real hero training, not just throwing junk around in an empty lot. You’ll fail Deku, but that’s a part of learning. I know you’ll do better in the future. I know you’re strong. I wouldn’t be here if I thought you were weak and hopeless Deku.” Bakugou said lowly to him. The alpha was actually caught by surprise when Deku leaned forward and kissed him then. But he was quick to reciprocate, automatically seeking to comfort the omega.

“I’m sorry Kacchan.” Izuku said when they pulled apart. He was blushing profusely and the wetness in his eyes hadn’t gone away completely.

“You shouldn’t be sorry for anything Deku.” Bakugou said finally backing away from the omega. Deku shouldn’t apologize for anything, Bakugou would tell him he was strong as many times as he needed it to see it for himself. “Come on. The intermission won’t last much longer.” He ruffled Izuku’s hair and pulled him close. Izuku brightened  and nodded eagerly at the alpha’s silent yielding to the request to continue the festival.

Together they left the infirmary. Out of the corner of his eyes Bakugou watched him, Izuku was being pretty emotional today. Those hormone levels must really be hiking up. It still made him nervous to let Deku continue to compete.

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Izuku nervously made his way out to the platform. He didn’t know what to expect from Mei. He had seen the unintentional damage she could inflicted with her ‘babies’ from all the visits she and her victims have made to the infirmary. To his surprise and fear he found Mei on his side of the platform already waiting for him as the crowds were still settling into their seats from the short break.

“Ahh! Midoriya there you are!” The eccentric pink haired beta called in her usual boisterous voice making him jump as she eagerly waved him over to her. She had a dark case sitting next to her and as he approached she cracked it open and dug around in it.

“Mei…W-What are you doing?” Izuku asked eyeing the darkness that hide her devices from his view.

“I’m glad you asked.” Mei said a manic smile spreading across her face as she turned to look back at him. “You have a healing quirk right? That makes you a support hero! Just the kind of person my babies are made for.”

Izuku was mildly concerned at the prospect but his eyes widened suddenly at the idea. Could he make up for his lack of power with the use of devices? He felt stupid for not thinking of it sooner. All of his current hero suit modifications were made for defensive measures because he has never specified a combat style to anyone.

“Turn around!” Mei said suddenly snapping him from his revelation. Izuku stuttered but he didn’t get to protest as Mei grabbed his shoulders and spun him around. Izuku looked questioningly over his shoulder at her to see her lifting a backpack from her own back and giving it to him. It settled a bit heavily on his shoulders and Mei reached under his arms to clip the front of it together for better security all the while she was leaning heavily into his back and looking over his shoulder to do it making him blush.

Unbeknownst to them a certain blonde alpha up in the stands was twitching while watching the beta touch his omega. Kirishima poked light hearted fun at Bakugou making the alpha snap and hit him. Kirishima hardened with a snicker while Kaminari and Sero joined in.

“Uh Mei what is this?” Izuku asked as he turned back around to her and she adjusted the arm straps.

“A jet pack.” Mei hummed happily and Izuku went bug eyed at that. He quickly shook out of it though because Mei was explaining how to operate to him and he took note of all the instructions in his mind. To his surprise to sounded like it operated rather simply with a lot of adjusting done automatically by sensors inside of it.

“Why are you giving me this?” Izuku asked in bewilderment.

“Ha? Why? Why not? Neither of us has combative quirks so it would make for a boring match. With my babies we’ll draw the eyes of the crowds and all those companies!” Mei said rubbing her hands together almost evilly. Oh, that made sense to Izuku. As a support student Mei was here to sell her skills as an inventor. She grabbed Izuku’s hand and shoved some cold metal into it. When Izuku looked down he squeaked and almost dropped the gun.

“I don’t know how to shoot! That’s too dangerous to give an untrained person in a stadium full of people! One misfire and I could really hurt some!” Izuku babbled out quickly trying to give it back to her.

“Oh relax. This baby is loaded with nothing lethal. See those buttons just below he muzzle?” Mei asked pointing and Izuku reluctantly angled the gun to see three small buttons colored green, pink, and black. “Press green to switch to a slippery splatter bullet, pink for a paint bullet, and black for a rubber bullet. Those black bullets can pack a punch though so don’t think either of us are going to get out of this without some bruises!”

“You’re giving your opponent a lot of boosts…” Izuku said handling the gun awkwardly trying to familiarize himself with it and its weight. He had never handled a gun before but she assured him the only thing he needed to do was aim, push a button, and pull the trigger. Mei paused at his comment before smiling.

“I’m just giving you a fighting chance. A bare minimum compared to what other things I have in store.” She said before cackling to herself and making Izuku want to edge away from her. Midnight had made her way up to the platform and narrowed her eyes at them.

“No gear for hero students Midoriya!” Midnight said skeptically.

“O-Oh sorry! Mei wanted-“

“I’m letting him have it!” Mei said jumping in excitement. Midnight frowned but nodded figuring if both parties consent to these conditions for a fight then she should allow it. Mei turned back to Izuku and reached up to flick down her thick goggles. She cocked her own little hand gun that looked like the one she had given him. “Put on a good show for them hon.” She said smiling before making her way back over to her end of the platform.


Izuku wondered off the platform with moderate cheering from the crowd. He rubbed the back of his head and smiled but to be honest he felt cheated. Mei had just used him to show off all her gear to the crowd. It was like he had been an unwilling participant in a commercial. But he had learned one thing from this fight. He needed more offensive weaponry for his hero gear. He would have to talk to Mei about it in the future. Despite her insanity everything she showed off today was simple to operate. It had taken Izuku only a minute or two to become confident with the hand gun. With that combined with the jet pack the fight had turned into more of Izuku being target practice for Mei’s many other instruments.

He had gotten close to pushing her out of the ring twice but those hover boots of hers had a boost to them that allowed her to force her way to stay in. In the end she had stepped out of the ring when she ran out of things to show off. All in all it was anticlimactic for the beginnings of finals for him. Izuku wondered back into the stands to find a seat between Uraraka and Bakugou.

“That went well.” Uraraka said as he sat down. “At least you didn’t have to get very physical with anyone.” She said before leaning closer to whisper to him, “Bakugou was already getting ticked watching you with Mei. He might have jumped down onto the field if someone hit you!” she said giggling slightly as Izuku blushed and looked over at the alpha. Bakugou narrowed his eyes at them but couldn’t hear what Round Cheeks had said.

“Nonsense! I would have stepped in if he attempted such a thing!” Iida declared next to his two friends, he had been leaning in to hear the conversation. Uraraka just laughed again and Izuku looked around.

“Did Kaminari go to a waiting room? He’s up next right?” Izuku asked looking over Bakugou to Kirishima who was sitting next to him.

“Yeah he is! I can’t wait to see him fry the next dude.” Kirishima said smiling with sharp teeth and eagerly leaning forward to see if he could spot the blonde coming out yet.

“Hmm, he’ll only have one shot and he’ll likely fry himself too. We’ll have to hope he shocks them into incapacitation..” Izuku said thoughtfully mind already trying to unravel how the fight would go. He had no idea what Shinsou’s quirk was and he was extremely curious to find out.

“I don’t like the freak he’s up against.” Bakugou growled in the seat next to him. Izuku looked over questioningly to Bakugou but then noticed the two students emerging out onto the field. Ojiro was sitting tensely behind them hoping the blonde had taken his advice to heart.

“All right! Get ‘em Kami!” Kirishima said getting up to shout down at his friend.

Midnight announced the fight to start and the crowd roared in excitement. Kaminari was already sparking and Izuku watched Shinsou carefully waiting to see what quirk would be revealed. The Izuku saw what he assumed to be battle banter start up between the two on a camera but he couldn’t hear what was said over the crowd jeering. The suddenly Kaminari stopped the advancement he had been doing, eyes and expression completely blank.

“No!” Ojiro said in disappointment from behind.

“Fucking moron.” Bakugou snorted next to them looking down at the field and glaring at the purple haired student while Izuku watched in shock. Kaminari turned around and walked to the edge of the ring. The crowd became deafening with every step he took and Kirishima was out of his seat yelling at him to snap out of it. But it was all for naught, Kaminari stepped out of the ring and Midnight announced Shinsou as the winner.

“W-What happened? What is that quirk?” Izuku asked still in disbelief.

“He’s a mind fucker.” Bakugou said with a scowl everyone turned to him for an explanation since Ojiro seemed too upset to elaborate on anything. “He can brain wash people. Like a creepy bitch.”

“Woah, that’s… kind of scary.” Uraraka said uncomfortably.

“How does he activate it?” Izuku questioned curiously, and how did Bakugou know about it? Izuku thought back to the bathroom incident where he had met the strange beta. Had he used his quirk on Bakugou then?

“He gets you to talk to him. That’s how he activates it.” Bakugou said enlightening everyone. Kirishima stood next to the railing eyes glistening with ‘manly’ tears for his bro. Kaminari looked extremely down trodden as he left the main arena.

“Kacchan shouldn’t you have been in a waiting room? You’re next.” Izuku said in confusion. Bakugou glared over at him but got up with his hands shoved in his pockets. He had stuck around because he wanted to keep an eye on Izuku’s condition. But the omega seemed fine, not a single slip up in his scent barrier and he seemed to be thinking clearly. So he felt comfortable leaving him to go fight.

“Yeah yeah, I’m going.” Bakugou said walking past Izuku to the stairs. On his way he reached out and ruffled Izuku’s curls just to watch Izuku’s face scrunch in annoyance. “I’ll be back in less than ten minutes. Ponytail doesn’t stand a chance against me.”

He left quickly before Izuku could scold him and smirked feeling better. Maybe Deku had been right about his heat timing and they were worrying for nothing. Either way he was ready for a fight. His palms sparked and popped as he walked down to the arena entering just in time. He scowled at the nervous tall alpha opposite from him. This was going to be too easy.

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Izuku watched the match up curiously. He had little doubt as to who would win but he was curious to see Momo fight. The alpha was unusually docile, or maybe Izuku just surrounded himself with a certain extremely aggressive alpha. Izuku actually really like Momo’s attitude. All the alpha’s in class could be a bit stifling but he never really felt that around her and she sometimes asked him and Uraraka if they were alright when an excited alpha really started intruding in the atmosphere.

He had heard that she had acted very well in defense at the USJ. And he knew she had rather high intellect. If she used her quirk right she might be able to put up a good fight against Kacchan. But then again he didn’t exactly know the specifics of her quirk. How long would it take her to manifest a weapon? Probably not as fast as Kacchan would throw a punch. Knowing him, he would go all out on his opponent regardless if they could handle it or not.

“Ouch. Do you really think he’ll do that? Momo looks kind of skittish down there…” Uraraka asked. Izuku blinked realizing he had just said a lot of that out loud and most of the people around him wee actually leaning in to listen to his analysis.

“She can’t do much worse than I did. Man, that Shinsou guy totally made me look so lame. How am I supposed to attract chicks when I looked like a total loser?” Kaminari complained on the end of the seats. Sero patted his shoulder from behind and tried to cheer him up. Izuku had the traitorous thought that Kaminari would have looked lame anyway if he had discharged his quirk and fried his brain. He blushed at his own thought and pressed his lips together to avoid letting himself chuckle. Bakugou was really rubbing off on him.

Midnight threw the signal to start and Bakugou flew forward immediately. Momo rolled and dodged to the side to avoid his infamous first punch. Her skin was shimmering as she worked to produce what looked to be a small shield. While defense was probably a smart idea Izuku frowned. She should first make a weapon to at least try to keep Bakugou at bay and produce secondary items for defense and other uses after securing a perimeter. Defense might save her a couple of burns, but he bet it would cost her the match.

His prediction turned out to come true. It was kind of cruel to watch as Bakugou didn’t give her a moment to think. He drove her out of the ring with well placed explosions the physically kicked her body back. To her credit she blocked each hit accurately but her lack of awareness past the enemy in front of her allowed her to be taken out of the tournament. Midnight called the match as soon as Momo’s foot left the ring and Momo blinked in confusion before looking down at her own feet. Her face was the picture of disappointment while Bakugou turned around and shoved his hands in his pockets leaving the ring without much fanfare. Bakugou didn’t gloat over easy victories.

A few minutes later the blonde was back up in the stands and taking his seat next to Izuku. Momo took a bit longer to return, likely trying to compose herself. In the meantime, Kirishima and the class B student were down on the field preparing to fight. Izuku was quite surprised as the fight happened. They both had so similar quirks it was a tie. At one point during the kind of brutal brawl Bakugou stood up to get a better look at the battle. He was gripping the railing and clenching his teeth in a sneer. It was rather endearing to witness considering Bakugou always said he wasn’t making friends with ‘these extras’. Izuku got kind of distracted by watching Bakugou that he barely noticed when the match was called as a draw to be determined by an arm-wrestling match when the boy’s recovered.

“So that’s what its like between a rock and a hard place.” Shoji uttered with folded arms as they watched the two unconscious boys get taken off the field. Tokoyami smiled at the comment and Izuku couldn’t help the small chuckle that escaped him while Bakugou sat back down into his sat with a tsk.

“Stupid Shitty Hair better win that match.” Bakugou growled.

“Do you want to fight him Kacchan?” Izuku asked curiously from next to him. Bakugou gave him a small side glare before shrugging.

“He’s weak compared to me.” He said sitting back in his seat, “But I guess he would be fun to go against.”

Izuku grinned a little goofily at him and Bakugou growled at that look. Bakugou was looking forward to the fight because he saw Kirishima as strong at some level, even if he wouldn’t admit it out loud. Bakugou got fed up with him pretty fast and put his hand over Izuku’s face pushing him back into his seat and away from him. Izuku sputtered at that and slapped his hand away in time to see the next match beginning.

He sat up attentively when he spotted Todoroki making his way out to the field. Sero stood waiting already and despite the very big power difference between the two of them the black haired teen still wore his toothy smile. Midnight had barely signaled the start of the match before Sero threw out his tape. Izuku learned forward to watch, he was excited that Sero had the sense to try and end it as quickly as possible. But the temperature in the arena suddenly dropped ten degrees. A wall of ice exploded from Todoroki stopping him from being thrown out and absolutely froze Sero to the spot.

Izuku knew Todoroki was powerful but this was a bit over the top. He blinked at the cold blue white frozen wave leaning over half the stadium. Next to him, Bakugou’s eyes were also widened in surprise but it quickly became a malicious grin. The alpha was ready for a challenge and the other alpha would prove to be a great adversary. Izuku thought the ice was impressive but completely out of character for Todoroki. The other boy only ever used what was necessary to take down his opponent, he preferred efficiency. So while everyone else started to awkwardly cheer that it was alright, the omega’s gaze was drawn to the bi-colored teen.

Even as the steam rose into the air Izuku could see it. Todoroki’s expression…it was incredibly sad. Izuku had only seen that look once before on Todoroki and that was when they had the not so good conversation behind the school. When he was talking about his home life. Izuku looked around at all the cheerful and surprised faces around him and realized something. Today was something to celebrate for everyone else, a chance to show off what they could do. But watching as Todoroki slowly walked away and disappeared into the tunnel it felt like everyone was leaving him behind. For Todoroki today was nothing but a reminder of the struggle he was under with his father and his own powers.

“Deku what’s wrong?” Bakugou asked after noticing his face falling away to a frown. Izuku snapped out of it and gave Bakugou a reassuring smile.

“Ah, it’s nothing.” Izuku said awkwardly. Bakugou watched him for a little longer with a frown of his own but let it go. Izuku wanted to tell him about it but it wasn’t his story to tell. And Bakugou likely wouldn’t give him very good advice, Izuku was a bit better at this kind of thing. He bit his lip and stood up. Bakugou stood up too and Izuku quickly turned to him. “I’m just going to go see mom really quick.”

“I’ll come with you.” Bakugou said and Izuku didn’t know how to get rid of him. Izuku only nodded and they left heading to Inko. They arrived right at the top of the steps when Izuku spotted Kirishima walking down the hall towards them, giving him the perfect excuse to have Bakugou separate from him.

“Kacchan look its Kirishima!” Izuku said pointing down the hallway at the other boy. It caught the alpha’s attention pretty quickly and Bakugou looked up at the red head. He looked a little tired to them and hadn’t seen them yet. “Why don’t you go cheer him up? I’ll hang out with mom and you can come grab me later.”

“Like I fucking care if Shitty Hair got his ass kicked and didn’t even come out with a win.” Bakugou sneered but he was still looking over at his friend with a critical look. Izuku could tell he wouldn’t mind talking to Kirishima, he just needed to give him a slight push.

“Well, you can go hang out with him or you can stay with me and mom. I’m sure she’d be in a hugging mood after seeing us both win our first battles.” Izuku said cheerfully and watched Bakugou’s face scrunch up in distaste.

“Point taken.” Bakugou said before looking at him, “You’re going to stay by her side until I come get you right?”

“Of course. Where else would I go?” Izuku said and felt immediately bad for lying to the alpha. He felt incredibly guilty about it but he wanted to talk to Todoroki alone. Maybe help him since he had done nothing for him the last time they talked. Bakugou was frowning while looking at him but was interrupted as Kirishima finally spotted them, he gave a wave and an awkward smile that didn’t impress the blonde at all.

“Fine. Sit tight and let Aunty get it out of her system. I’ll come get you in a little bit.” Bakugou reluctantly said and Izuku nodded giving him a smile as the blonde walked away. He watched as Kirishima blinked in surprise but seemed genuinely happy that his friend was coming to him. Bakugou spared Izuku one more glance before heading down the hall with Kirishima.

Izuku turned around and looked down the stairs to the back of his mother’s and All Might’s heads. She was actually chattering excitedly with the man and he smiled to see that. Then he turned away and walked towards the stairs to go find the bi-colored alpha. Since no one else knew about Todoroki’s past as far as Izuku knew, he was the only one who could offer some kind of help to the silent boy. Or at least he hoped he could.

It took a few minutes of wondering before he finally found the other boy heading up the stairs back towards the class seats. Izuku had to run to catch up and Todoroki turned to see him as he came up the stairs next to him.

“T-Todokori, can we, um, talk?” Izuku asked straightening up and fidgeting a little. The heterochrome eyes watched him for a moment before he gave a slight nod.

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The roar of the crowd was dulled where Izuku led them to. He felt nervous about broaching this subject with the other boy but someone needed to help him. Izuku stopped in one of the tunnels that led to the outside of the stadium. The fresh breeze that entered helped to calm him and make him level headed as he turned to the alpha behind him. Todoroki looked unreadable as always as Izuku prepared himself.

“Are you alright?” Izuku asked deciding that was where he could start. This would be a good lead into the conversation.

“Yes.” Todoroki said simply and Izuku grimaced. Okay, maybe it wouldn’t be that easy.

“Are you sure?” Izuku asked making Todoroki slightly tilt his head at him. “I-I mean...You kind of went overboard on that last match.”

“Ah, yes I agree. I’ve already apologized to Sero. I wasn’t properly controlling it with the excitement of the crowd.” Todoroki said dismissively. “Is that all you wanted to say? If so I think we are done here.” he said curtly already turning to leave.

“Wait!” Izuku said reaching out and grabbing his arm to turn him back to face the shorter boy. Todoroki looked down at him with slightly widened eyes of surprise and Izuku immediately let go and stepped back with a blush. “Uh, sorry. But that’s not all. I was watching your match. You didn’t seem excited about it at all.” Izuku said wringing his hands together nervously while Todoroki narrowed his eyes down at him. “You seemed...upset.”

“Then you must have misinterpreted things.” Todoroki said, “And even if that was what happened it would have nothing to do with you.” he said curtly, words edged and sharp as the ice the boy could create. He might not have realized it but he was letting off some territorial pheromones that made Izuku shrink back from the alpha. However it was diluted because of the breeze around them.

“What made you so upset? You always seem to have a level head when we are in class.” Izuku questioned, forging ahead despite the semi-glare the other boy was giving him.

“Why are you prying into something that doesn’t concern you Midoriya?” Todoroki asked as the temperature around them dropped making Izuku shiver. Every instinct in his body was screaming at him to end this conversation and gain distance from the other boy but Izuku ignored it.

“It’s because of him isn’t it? Endeavor?” Izuku asked, he had seen the pro walking around the stadium earlier as part of the security no doubt, and whatever mental barrier the alpha had put up after releasing his stress at the fight with Sero cracked.

Don’t .” Todoroki growled and Izuku instinctively took a step back from him. Todoroki snapped out of it when he noticed Izuku’s fear. He lifted a hand to his left side and skimmed it through his hair. “Sorry.” he murmured taking a deep breath to calm himself. Izuku just nodded before glancing up at him.

“Its okay.” Izuku said gulping and then continuing. “The only person you’re hurting when you let him get to you is you.”

“No offense Midoriya, but I doubt you understand what it’s like to be related to a monster. To have him breathing down your neck and hurting his own family.” Todoroki said watching Izuku with a skeptical frown. Izuku balked at his accusation. His mouth opened like he wanted to say something, he warred with himself over it but Todoroki saw it as a sign that he couldn’t relate to him. “That’s what I thought.”

“I know what it’s like!” Izuku blurted out before the alpha could turn away from him. Izuku winced at saying it out loud and Todoroki watched him carefully. “My dad...he...he makes my mom cry. A lot.” Izuku said shifting uncomfortably.

He shouldn’t be saying this. Both to keep his secrets and because when he was a kid he had been blissfully ignorant of what his father was really like. Todoroki had grown up watching the violence of his alpha father, had likely bore bruises from the man himself. It wasn’t the same thing. But it was close enough to open him up right?

“Do you hate him?” Todoroki asked catching Izuku off guard. He blinked in confusion as he tried to pinpoint exactly how he felt about his father. All memories with his dad were pleasant. Warm, protected, laughing, and having his hair tousled. It was such a contrast to the voice over the phone, he felt some kind of disconnect between the two.

“I-I don’t know.” Izuku said uneasily. Did he? All he felt was hurt and betrayal. Deep down he also felt anger at the man for making his mother so afraid. But did he hate him? He really didn’t know and it left him feeling lost. The alpha of his pack was always someone to run to but now everything had flipped and he was meant to stay as far as possible from the man. Izuku stood there at a loss for what else to say and had looked down away from Todoroki for the first time since they started talking.

Todoroki stood there watching him with mis-matching eyes. Todoroki hadn’t thought anyone else in class could relate to him. Much less the beta that always seemed to be cheerful. He saw Izuku’s eyes glistening slightly as he was lost in his own thoughts, the storm of contradicting feelings evident on his face. The beta was the exact opposite of him, completely open.

“Endeavor spoke to me before the match.” Todoroki said reclaiming the beta from his thoughts. Izuku looked back up at him and grimaced.

“That’s why you lost control?” Izuku asked looking at him sympathetically as Todoroki nodded. Izuku frowned and right before Todoroki’s eyes he watched the beta switch from looking like a lost pup to eyes of steely determination and resolve. He looked up at Todoroki and the alpha felt his breath catch as he spotted the strength underlying those eyes, something he hadn’t seen up close. “Then let’s show them we can choose our own paths.”

“What?” Todoroki asked feeling his own heart pound as suddenly Izuku stepped close enough that his quirk had the world around Todoroki turning to warmth and giving him strength to face these words.

“You don’t have to be held back by him. Everyone here today is giving their all to be noticed, to take a step closer to what they want to be. The only person not doing that is you!” Izuku exclaimed, “You’re hurting your own future when you do that just to spite him. It doesn’t have to be that way. He doesn’t own your fire Todoroki! That power is yours not his!”

Todoroki stood there shocked by Izuku’s words. It was like Izuku had thrown a stone into a pond and the ripples were bringing memories to the surface. He remembered her embrace, her words of encouragement and love. She had told him it was his power too hadn’t she? Her words echoed in his ears and seemed to sync up perfectly with the lips of the boy in front of him. Izuku’s emerald green eyes were searching his, calling to him for understanding.

The silence between them felt loud and a gust of wind blew into the tunnel taking away the stuffiness of Todoroki’s scent which was lessening by the second. Todoroki looked up to the light at the end of the tunnel feeling a weight he hadn’t known was on his shoulders lift. He felt a little freer. In the air he swore he could catch the underlying sweetness of his mother’s omega scent calming him into tranquility for the first time that day.

“I won’t forgive him.” Todoroki murmured and continued before Izuku could open his mouth. “But, maybe you are right.”

It dawned on Izuku that Todoroki had accepted his words and he couldn’t help but smile in relief. He reached up and wiped the moisture away from his eyes really wishing he wasn’t so emotional in times like these. When he looked back he nearly fell over in shock. There on, Todoroki’s face, was a soft smile.

“Y-You’re smiling!” Izuku blurted in his surprise. Todoroki’s brows scrunched in confusion at his awe.

“Yes?” Todoroki said, “Is that strange?”

“Uh no!” Izuku said quickly feeling himself give an awkward laugh to relieve all the tension this conversation had put them under. “It’s just I’ve never seen you smile.”

“I don’t think I’ve had reason to until now.” Todoroki said, he was feeling something bubbling up in his chest as he saw Izuku laugh. “Thank you Midoriya.”

“Um, for what?” Izuku asked tilting his own head at the taller boy. Todoroki was starting to notice how the light hit the highlights in his hair and the way freckles stood out on his skin when he blushed.

“For setting me free.” Todoroki said and Izuku paused as Todoroki returned to his soft smile. “By the way, I think we are missing matches.”

“Ah! You’re totally right!” Izuku said taking the excuse to break up the conversation to something more normal. They fell into a comfortable silence together and walked side by side through the halls. Izuku got a glance of the number two hero down the hall but Todoroki didn’t even acknowledge his existence. The man didn’t approach them but watched with a frown on his face. Luckily they went up some steps and out of sight. Izuku paused at the top of the steps looking to the opposite direction where his mother would be.

“I’m going to go check on my mother.” Izuku said excusing himself from the alphas company. “I look forward to seeing your next fight.” Izuku said smiling at the other boy.

“If you ever need to talk about your home…” Todoroki said hesitantly as Izuku turned to go. Izuku looked back at him, “I’ll be here to listen.”

“Thanks.” Izuku said a sadness filtering into his eyes and he turned leaving the alpha alone. Once Izuku was out of sight he gave a deep sigh of relief and then mentally cheered. He had done it. He had helped his classmate and he felt pride and happiness for both himself and the other boy. He walked down to his mother’s seat and was immediately wrapped into a hug by her. He was glad he had her.

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Because of his talk with Todoroki Izuku missed Ashido’s fight. He had asked his mother about it and learned she had been up against a guy who could ‘weld’ things together basically attaching them. Even before Inko told him the result he already knew who had won. Ashido had likely mopped the floor with the other student. She was extremely athletic and her acid would ensure the guy was kept at bay unable to touch her to fuse her to the ground. Izuku felt a bit of pride for his classmate when Inko confirmed it.

Izuku looked over to see All Might smiling as well clearly happy with the progress of the class. So far everyone in the first round had been from their class. Izuku turned to look down as Aoyama stood nervously on the field. He was up against Shiozaki, a girl with thorny vines for hair. From what he knew of Aoyama’s quirk it would be a time game. Aoyama would need to force Shiozaki to retreat before his use of his laser crippled him with nausea. Aoyama would likely surrender before he did something as un-sophisticated as puking in front of the crowd.

Izuku watched as Midnight signalled the start. Aoyama sent off a blast instantly at Shiozaki who dodged agily to the side. For a few moments the fight consisted simply of Shiozaki running from the barrage of short blast lasers. There were a lot of close calls as the laser occasionally grazed her uniform and had the crowd leaning forward with excitement. But Izuku watched as Aoyama began to look sickly and the laser blasts had longer pauses between each one. Then on a longer pause Shiozaki crouched.

Vines erupted from underground ensnaring a startled Aoyama and bending him backwards so that his stomach was pointed upwards unable to fire at her. It was a smart move. Izuku didn’t realized the vines were capable enough to tunnel like that and the match was called for Shiozaki winning. So much for his class’s domination. Nonetheless Izuku cheered congratulations that were due for the winner, and giving a sympathetic clap for Aoyama as the vines retreated and he fell to the ground holding his stomach.

“Oi Deku.” Bakugou called walking down the stairs towards where he sat. Izuku stood eagerly already going to him and giving a quick goodbye to his mother who pouted as she watched him leave.

“Hi Kacchan. How’s Kirishima feeling?” Izuku asked and Bakugou shrugged.

“He’ll live. He still has a chance after four eyes gets his turn down there. C’mon let’s get back to the extras so you can watch.” Bakugou said as Izuku fell in step with him. Izuku hummed agreement as they went down the hall. Bakugou glance over at Izuku frowning before setting his eyes ahead of him.

“You have to fight that purple einstein freak next.” Bakugou commented as they walked. Izuku nodded looking up at Bakugou.

“Yeah, but if I just don’t need to talk then I can take him I think.” Izuku said confidently. It was true, even if Shinsou was bigger than him Izuku was sure that his training with Bakugou and in general with his class would give him a leg up.

“What do you think your quirk will do to his?” Bakugou asked seriously brows scrunched and a scowl on his face as if displeased at the thought of the beta being anywhere near Izuku.

“Probably just make his brainwash ability stronger.” Izuku said pondering it. His quirk would make the other’s stronger but again as long as he didn’t talk he should be fine. His quirk would amplify the power of it but it can’t change the activation a quirk needs. Like with Bakugou’s quirk, he made the explosion bigger and more powerful but his quirk wouldn’t force Bakugou to produce more sweat. Bakugou’s supply would remain the same but in Izuku’s radius it would simply be more potent. It was likely why Bakugou had his grenade gauntlets to store extra sweat.

“Yeah well, just keep your mouth shut. You have a bad habit of blurting and muttering after all. Don’t fall for his shit.” Bakugou said reaching over and ruffling Izuku’s hair.

“Don’t worry Kacchan. I got it.” Izuku said happily enjoying the weight of Bakugou’s hand in his hair. He leaned into the touch and felt contentment fill his chest to the point where he almost growled when Bakugou withdrew it as they reached the doorway to the class’s seating. Izuku blinked at his own strange instinct blushing furiously at his behavior and swallowing down the growl.

He followed Bakugou down into the seats greeting his friends as they settled but he felt displaced by that feeling. Izuku bit his lip looking over at Bakugou as the alpha sat next to Sero. Should he tell him? That was definitely an odd instance. It went to the back of his mind as they all watched Iida take the field against the other class-B student.

The match was interesting. The entire class cheered for their president but this was a bad match up of quirks. Apparently the boy he was up against a guy who could make the ground basically quicksand. A poor match for Iida who relied heavily on movement. Honenuki had the ground softened in a wide radius around him basically creating a moat. Iida had to watch his footing meticulously and couldn’t go at full speed unless he wanted to get stuck.

“Knock him out Iida! Take him down!” Uraraka called a surprisingly dark and competitive aura radiating from her that had a few of the class leaning away and snickering. Izuku smiled at her investment and got up to cheer with her.

It seemed like Iida had the upper hand for a while. Jumping to spot to spot using quick boosts from his engines to aid in further jumps. Kicks were dodged and Honenuki was constantly moving trying to keep up. It seemed like Iida would win as they were driven to the side of the ring close to the boundaries. But it was a trap. Iida got eager to end it and made a single misstep and sinking into the ground up to his thighs. Collective shock and disappointment filtered into the class as they watched Iida try to get out of it only to sink a little further with every struggle. The match was called for Honenuki. Iida looked especially downtrodden as he was helped out of his predicament but he still insisted on shaking Honenuki’s hand at the end of it as a sign of respect. It earned him praise from the pros around the stadium and Honenuki sheepishly thanked him for the fight.

After a few minutes of reset Kirishima was given his rematch with Tetsutetsu in the form of an arm wrestling match, relying on strength rather than quirk. It brightened the mood of everyone when Kirishima won his match giving the class a toothy grin. Although everyone was a bit thrown off by the red head’s formation of a brother like bond with the class-B student he had beaten. It was like they were manly twins and the scene was heartwarming in a sense. Midnight in particularly enjoyed the display of comradery.

After that Izuku was escorted to his waiting room with Bakugou who made him apply another layer of scent blocker before leaving him there to prepare for the second round of finals. They had passed Iida on their way up but it looked like he was trying to call someone and simply waved to them as they went by. Iida still looked crestfallen and Izuku pondered how he could cheer his friend up as he sat waiting for the next round. It felt like too soon when he was making his way out of the tunnel and onto the field.

He looked across to Shinsou and gave a hesitant smile. Shinsou glanced at the ground frowning. The beta had not been expecting to fight Izuku out of everyone here. He felt a little guilty to have to beat him when the smaller boy had been so friendly and encouraging. But this was for the sake of his dream, and in this competition no one pulls a punch. So he stood up straight and settled a lavender gaze on an emerald one.


Izuku tensed up taking a cautious step forward while keeping eyes trained on Shinsou who stood with his hands in his pockets and a tired gaze on him.

“Neither of us has really offensive quirks huh?” Shinsou asked tilting his head at Izuku who was still coming forward closing the distance. Shinsou knew it would be harder to do this now that everyone knew his quirk but he felt he could get under anyone’s skin. Izuku kept his lips pressed tight together refusing to say anything.

“Must be nice having a boosting quirk like yours. Becoming a hero is so easy for you, you’d basically just have to stand there and you’d praised.” Shinsou said picking at Izuku. Izuku narrowed his eyes as he stopped a few feet from the other and Shinsou had to look down to keep eye contact with him. Izuku withdrew his aura in stuffing it close to his skin as he prepared to attack.

“You’re pretty small for a beta.” Shinsou said quirking an eyebrow down at him and Izuku froze for a moment as his heart thudded in his chest. That was such a scary sentence to hear but it really shouldn’t be. His scent was blocked. There was no way the other boy even knew. “Small with no offense, I guess you might be more of a liability on the field though huh? Is that why you hang around that jerk of a blonde? Clinging to that asshole as the only way to achieve your goals. You literally rode on his back to get to this point.”

Izuku felt a stab hit him in his heart and he grit his teeth against the hurt. It was like Shinsou was reading all of his insecurities at the same time. He felt his blood boil and the want to snap at the other boy and justify that his and Bakugou were a team.

“He’s probably fine with using you though. He seems like the type to use others whenever it’s convenient. I guess that’s something you two must share in common. Really to me,” Shinsou sneered looking down at Izuku, “You sound more like villains than heroes don’t you?”

That was it. That was what broke Izuku. Izuku swung quickly at Shinsou who hadn’t been expecting his to be so fast. He had to back up as soon as he hit him though otherwise his quirk would just heal his opponent. Shinsou staggered in surprise reaching up to the wound. Izuku breathed hard. He was doing his best in the tournament to show through a TV screen that he was a hero. That he and Kacchan wouldn’t back down from any challenge.

“Don’t call us that!” Izuku snarled at Shinsou actually making the other step back in surprise at the venom in his voice. Izuku glared up at him and suddenly his vision was foggy and he felt control drain from him.

“Sorry.” Shinsou muttered under his breath rubbing his cheek and looking a bit ashamed before sighing. “Turn around and walk out of bounds.”


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Izuku’s body turned against his will. The world around him was unfocused and each step felt like he was walking on the bottom of a pool. He could only watch as the boundary line came closer. He panicked fought against the mental shackles currently binding him. The more he fought the deeper he seemed to sink under Shinsou’s control, like the brainwasher was struggling to keep a grip on him.

It was scary. Izuku couldn’t control himself and it gave him the same kind of terror that happened when the nape of his neck was grabbed. He couldn’t hear anything around him other than a far away roar of the crowd. His heartbeat picked up faster the closer he got to the line. And then it happened.

A sharp pain jolted Izuku’s body out of nowhere. Izuku blinked out his haze and felt his legs shake. He panted, relieved to be out of the grip of the quirk but confused. He felt really hot at the moment, his face flushing and his mind still swimming.

“Impossible. How did you do that?!” Shinsou shouted from behind Izuku. Izuku managed an unsteady glance over his shoulder at the other teen. What had that pain been? Fear gripped Izuku as he was starting to piece things together. Pain, flushness, unsteady, even with his mind slowing down Izuku knew what this was. The beta behind him had inadvertently triggered his heat to start with his quirk. What ever will power might have been holding back the start of it had been taken away because of the quirk.

And now every eye in the stadium was on him. Present Mic was spouting something from the speakers, likely over dramatic astonishment that Izuku had broken the quirk’s effects but Izuku wasn’t listening. He needed to find someone to help him. Now.

But his mind was getting fuzzier and it was getting harder to recall what the plan had been. There was a signal he was supposed to give right? was he was supposed to do? Another strike of pain shot in his abdomen making him clutch his stomach and bite back a whimper. He couldn’t think straight. It was hard to remember. He needed someone...Oh. Kacchan would know. Kacchan would tell him. He should find Kacchan.

At this revelation his inner omega practically purred in agreement. Izuku could vaguely hear Shinsou coming towards him, like with the intention of throwing him out of the ring but Izuku couldn’t find it in himself to care. In fact he was already moving away from Shinsou. Shinsou paused in confusion halfway across the ring as Izuku just started walking away from him.

“Midoriya if you leave this ring you will be disqualified!” Midnight announced impassively although her eyes betrayed her confusion as well. The crowd was murmuring trying to figure out why the boy who had just broken the quirk’s spell was still moving to leave the ring.


Present Mic startled as all of a sudden Aizawa sprang out of his seat leaning forward with his palms on the desk in front of him. Present Mic made sure the mic in front of him was turned off before turning to Aizawa.

“Uh, think he got cold feet? That was a pretty powerful quirk he was up against.” Present Mic asked in confusion but Aizawa was already turned around walking quickly to the door to the announcer booth. “Hey Shouta where are you going?”

“To check up on my students.” Aizawa said over his shoulder as the door clicked shut behind him leaving the blonde to blink at the door in bafflement.


Izuku stepped over the line with barely any acknowledgement of what he had just done and kept walking. A single consuming thought in his mind. Kacchan. Kacchan would help him. Midnight announced Shinsou as the winner while everyone just sat around in shock.

Izuku breathed in deeply searching for the burning scent of alpha and biting back a whine when all that reached him was the tangle mess of scent of the crowd around him. By now he had reached the tunnel of the stadium and looked around. He was starting to hate the way his clothes felt against his skin, scratchy and uncomfortable. The heat beneath his skin was reaching an bordering intolerable temperature and he just wanted relief from it. Where was Kacchan? He’d make it better.

His thought process was quickly breaking down to the point where Izuku didn’t know what direction Bakugou was in. So he started off down one the halls tasting the air in an effort to find the alpha.


Aizawa was jogging down the hall towards the arena tunnel that Izuku had gone in when he ran into Bakugou who looked to be doing the same thing.

“You two were supposed to report to me if things were getting this bad.” Aizawa growled at the blonde who grit his teeth as he trotted next him.

“Fuck!” Bakugou shouted in frustration, trying to keep pace with the pro hero. “Deku said things weren’t this bad! I fucking trusted him to know this shit!”

“Go back.” Aizawa commanded making Bakugou glare at him in disbelief.

“What the fuck? No! We need to find Deku.”  Bakugou snapped.

“I will find Midoriya. Your presence will only make things worse. And your up next in the tournament.” Aizawa growled rounding a corner with Bakugou still on his heels.

“Fuck this festival. This is more important you moron.” Bakugou growled right back hackles rising at the thought of leaving Deku wandering around without protection.

“You’re being the idiot. If you miss your match people will get suspicious Mister I-pledge-to-be-number-one.” Aizawa said shooting a withering glare at the alpha. Bakugou opened his mouth closed it and snarled. His pace slowed down and he eventually stopped.

“You better find him!” Bakugou shouted at Aizawa as the man disappeared around another corner. “Fuck!” Bakugou shouted again smashing an explosive fist into the wall and gritting his teeth. He was going to kill Deku when they found him.


Aizawa made it to the tunnel entrance to find it empty. He cursed under his breath looking around. He had hoped Izuku would still be in a state of mind to hold tight for one of them to come get him. Apparently not. He scanned the scents in the air and cursed again. It was both bad and good. Good because it was clear Izuku’s scent blocker was still in place. Bad because now Aizawa couldn’t track him by that. It was only a matter of time before Izuku’s scent became too strong against the blocker to completely cancel out.

Although these lower halls wouldn’t be patrolled by spectators, other students and security heroes would still be milling around. It meant Aizawa had a quickly draining time limit to find Izuku before someone else stumbled upon him. Or worse, Izuku catch a scent he liked and find someone himself. Without wasting another second Aizawa sprinted stealthily down the hall, he would need to use his skill to avoid other people while searching for Izuku. If someone saw him running they would likely think there was some kind of emergency and that would raise flags to people.

Aizawa berated himself. He should have known this would happen. Why did he agree to let Izuku come?


“Are you alright?” Toshinori asked watching Inko who had suddenly gone quiet after watching Izuku’s bizarre behavior. Her expression was unreadable and it was like a switch had flipped inside her turning her from the expressive and excitable woman he had been sitting next to into a stone statue. His words seemed to reach her because the switch was flipped again as she turned to give him an apologetic smile.

“Ah, yes, everything is fine. I’m just a little sad that Izuku gave up like that.” Inko said hiding her anxiety under a disguise of sadness. Toshinori nodded in understanding. He had been equally as surprised to see Izuku leave the ring. The boy had always seemed to have more determination than that. It was strange and something didn’t sit well in Toshinori’s gut about it.

“Perhaps I should go check on him.” Toshinori said thoughtfully moving to stand only to be stopped by a surprising strong grip on his arm. He looked down as Inko seemed to realize her strength and loosened it considerably.

“It’s alright. I think he will need sometime to himself after that. And I’m sure you don’t want to miss the next student’s who are up do you?” Inko asked tilting her head and giving a little smile. Again that gut feeling made Toshinori frown. With how doting of a mother Inko had been he thought she would have asked to come along. But still she would know Izuku better than him so he listened to her advice and sat back down.

“I guess we can give him some time.” Toshinori said, in a tone of uncertainty. He relaxed back in his seat and on Inko’s other side out of the skeletal man’s sight her hand was gripping the seat with white knuckle to keep from shaking. She kept a peaceful mask of a smile on her face as she turned back to look down at the field. Inside she was panicking, but she couldn’t leave without risking the man next to her leaving as well. She was forced to place trust in Aizawa. And it was terrifying.


Izuku stumbled down the hall on shaky legs. It was getting harder to walk with the pain and the discomfort. He felt dizzy and had the immediate urge to nest. But he couldn’t do that right now because Kacchan wasn’t here. The frustration made tears prick his eyes as he supported himself along the hallway with an arm on the wall. A sudden scent reached his nose. Alpha.

But he scrunched up at it. Something about it was laced in bitterness and not at all appealing like Kacchan’s scent was lingering in his memory. Just then a large man rounded the corner marching down the hall. Flames protruded from his form as he walked, eyes straight ahead with no acknowledgement of the people he would pass.

Izuku had half a mind to hiss at the man. His instincts telling him this one was not one he would like. Having any incompatible alpha in close proximity made him defensive. But Endeavor passed by without even glancing at him and Izuku quickened his pace around the corner to avoid the alpha. The encounter just made him want to find Kacchan faster.

Endeavor paused halfway down the hall. He could taste it just barely in the air. The lingering underlying sweetness. An omega, one in heat from what he could tell. He scrunched his nose against it in distaste. Why on earth was he smelling something so foul here? Then he glanced back the way he had come, eyes widening a bit as he fit pieces together.

Hadn’t that been the boy Shouto was with?

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“I won’t be going down easy!” Kirishima said hardening himself as he stood across from Bakugou. He was excited to try and go head to head with probably the most ferocious alpha of the class. But there was something off about Bakugou. The glare he was giving wasn’t the usual scowl. In fact it felt like Bakugou wasn’t even looking at him.

Kirishima felt a little concerned by his friend’s lack of reaction. Bakugou must still be pretty upset about Midoriya’s match. Still Kirishima intended to distract his friend from his thoughts. Kirishima plastered on a sharp toothed smile and hardened himself as Midnight rose her hand to signal the beginning of the match.

“Start!” Midnight shouted clearly, chopping down her hand. Kirishima barely had enough time to cross his arms in front of himself as Bakugou blasted himself forward slamming an explosion into Kirishima’s front with brutal intent. Kirishima braced himself but stood strong against Bakugou’s power while grinning.

Bakugou was absolutely relentless in his strikes. Vicious snarls left Bakugou as he glared at Kirishima and for a moment Kirishima’s smile faltered. Sure Bakugou could be an angry person but there was something wrong right now. A certain franticness to the way the blonde hit him. It reminded him of the way Bakugou had fought at the USJ. Still, if Bakugou was taking him this seriously in a fight, then he didn’t want to disappoint!

Kirishima attempted to strike the blonde back but Bakugou seemed to have been waiting for it. The moment he swung at the other alpha Bakugou ducked and grabbed that arm along with the front of Kirishima’s uniform. Kirishima gave off a surprised gasp as Bakugou thrust over his shoulder with crazy strength and letting off an explosion that basically made Kirishima into a human missile.

The world blurred around the redhead and his body instinctively hardened everywhere in an attempt to protect himself. The landing was unpleasant, even with the protection of his quirk. Kirishima crashed into the wall just under the spectators, burying into it by maybe a foot or two. Bakugou had flung him way past the boundary, and if it had been anyone else they might have died on impact with the force of it. A shock wave for the hit reverberated through Kirishima making him groan as he was stuck in the concrete.

The crowd was once again stunned into silence and Bakugou for the first time had his eyes focused on Kirishima. He blinked, as if just realizing what he had done. Midnight once again declared him victor and slowly the crowd clapped for him. They were all put off by his show of unnecessary power. Kirishima peeled himself out of the wall and dropped kneeling to the ground. He felt kind of disappointed that the fight hadn’t lasted longer.

A flash in his vision and he looked up to see Bakugou standing in front of him. The blonde had walked off the platform over to him and was now holding a hand out to him. Bakugou was scowling down at him.

“Come on Shitty Hair. Fucking knew it would take more than that to ruin that stupid hair style.” Bakugou growled down at him. Even with that attitude Kirishima could see a light shift of footing indicating Bakugou’s nervousness. Was this the blonde’s way of apologizing? It kind of sucked.

“Thanks man.” Kirishima said grinning ear to ear as he took Bakugou’s extended hand and stood. Bakugou grunted and turned away already heading back for the exit without another glance at Kirishima. Still the redhead felt tears prick his eyes as he watched him go. Bakugou was so manly!


Izuku’s head swung around. He had just heard it. The unmistakable sound of explosions. Kacchan made those sounds. He eagerly followed his ears trying to track were it was coming from as it echoed down the halls to him. His knees buckled and he fell as another wave of pain and need ripped through him. Izuku gasped and clutched his stomach whimpering as he waited for it to dissipate.

He shakily got up again and pressed on. The single thought of the blonde haired alpha driving him forward with the occasional whine at the rub of his clothes against his insanely sensitive skin. Heat curled beneath his skin and all he wanted was relief from the feeling of it. A particularly loud explosion jolted him and the image of Bakugou jumped to his mind. He was dimly aware that there was a wetness soaking into his pants but he ignored it. If he were in a state of awareness he might have been worried that the smell of slick would draw in anyone roaming around the halls but at the moment the thought held no negative connotations to it. Maybe it would get Kacchan to find him faster.

Izuku hobbled down the hall slowly hearing the crowd volume increase along with the scents. He scrunched his nose at the nauseating mixture but he was sure this was where he had heard the explosions. Just as he was about to turn back away from the overwhelming scents a small breeze wafted towards him carrying with it the scent of Kacchan. Kacchan smelled like burnt caramel and it made Izuku’s knees weak and an involuntary moan escape his lips. Tears of frustration pricked his eyes as he felt like he was getting weaker when he could taste that he was so close to the alpha.

Just then Izuku spotted Kacchan entering the hall he was in. Bakugou stopped frozen for a moment as he just walked into a wall of an amazing scent. He recognized it immediately as Izuku, there was a tinge to it that had him breathing in deeply and his pupils blowing up. His head swung in the direction of where it was coming from and flashing red eyes met watery green.

“K-Kacchan.” Izuku whimpered out as his knees finally gave out on him and he felt like he couldn’t get back up. Bakugou was over to him in a instant.

“Fuck Deku are you alright?! Why the fuck didn’t you stick with the plan?!” Katsuki grumbled equal parts concerned and frustrated as he crouched down to Izuku. Bakugou cupped his face in an attempt to get Izuku’s hazy gaze to focus but the feeling of Bakugou’s hands on his skin had Izuku gasping and then letting out a breathy moan of relief. It was like Bakugou’s skin was water, quenching the burning of his skin where ever it touched.

“Haa...Alpha.” Izuku moaned leaning into the touch and reaching out to twist his hands in the front of Bakugou’s uniform. Bakugou sucked in a breath and snatched his hands away from Izuku’s cheeks after seeing how much it affected him. Izuku whimpered at the loss and fell forward to tuck his face into Bakugou’s neck. Right on his scent gland.

“Shit! You’re too out of it. Where the fuck did Aizawa go?” Bakugou growled while Izuku scooted closer trying to press as much of his body as possible into Bakugou. Izuku could sense nothing other than the alpha in front of him. The scent of Bakugou filled his lungs and sent a shiver through him, he smelled good. Without thinking Izuku’s tongue darted out to slide along the gland located in the alpha’s neck to get a better taste. Bakugou jumped at the sensation cursing, the tips of his ears turning red out of embarrassment at the way Izuku was whining and pulling on him.

They didn’t have time for this. Bakugou tried to will away his own arousal as he shifted Izuku tucking an arm around Izuku’s back and under the omega’s legs. He stood up carrying the smaller boy bridal style. Izuku practically purred at this change, clutched tight to the alpha’s chest as Bakugou started moving.

Shit. Shit. Shit. Bakugou kept his eyes wide, ears open, and scenting the air trying to detect if anyone else was around. He didn’t think there were but it was hard to tell past the scent of the omega in heat. It smelled like he didn’t even have blockers on anymore. It was also hard to keep himself in control as the omega kept whimpering and pulling at him demanding all of the alpha’s attention. Shit. He needed to find someplace to hide them until Aizawa turned back up.

Bakugou headed down the hall and knew of only one room he would have access to that guaranteed people wouldn’t interrupt him. The waiting rooms, it would be quiet and few to no people would be around. He could claim one of the rooms and guard it for Izuku.

“Pllleeaassee…” Izuku panted against his neck making Bakugou glance down at him. Hazy green eyes were pleading up at him. “I n-need..”


“Calm down Deku. I’ll get you help.” Bakugou said trying to stomp down the arousal. Deku was literally begging for it. That was so messed up. What would have happened if he hadn’t been the one to find him?

He finally made it to the hall of waiting rooms. He barely glanced at the room numbers, too worried about just hiding Izuku to really care. He stopped and with an arm full of omega he couldn’t open the door. Fuck it.

Bakugou kicked the door hard flinging it open and he stepped inside. He knew he had made a mistake the moment he entered. A chair scooted on the floor, the sound causing Bakugou to snap his head up away from his attention to Izuku. Crimson eyes clashed with dual colored ones. Todoroki looked shocked standing there and Bakugou already knew he knew. Izuku’s scent practically flooded the small room the moment they had entered.

“Midoriya you’re…” Todoroki murmured before narrowing his eyes at Bakugou.

And then the other alpha’s scent started filling the room too. The scent of a storm harsh and heavy pushing against the omega’s scent. The scent of a challenge.

“Put him down.” Todoroki growled. Bakugou snarled at him clutching Izuku to himself tighter.

The secret was out.

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Back off .” Bakugou snarled at the dual colored teen. He kept his eyes trained on the other alpha not daring to look away or else the other might attack. Izuku who was now fully aware of a rival alpha in the whimpered even more and wrapped his arms tightly around Bakugou’s neck, hiding his face in the alpha’s scent gland to seek comfort.

“I said put him down.” Todoroki growled right back at him taking a step forward. To Bakugou’s surprise he could see steam rising from the other’s left side. He hadn’t seen it used since Izuku’s fight with the alpha back at the beginning of the school year. This was bad, he couldn’t fight with a clingy omega in his hands.

“It’s not what it looks like IcyHot.” Katsuki said through gritted teeth. His alpha instincts were flaring up and all he wanted to do was destroy the other alpha that was causing Izuku distress. He was hyper aware of the panting breaths fluttering over his neck as the omega squirmed in his arms whining.

“Kacchan.” Izuku said in a needy whine rubbing his face into the alpha’s neck spreading the alpha’s scent all over himself. It made the fires of arousal burn hotter in his gut. He wanted relief but the alpha’s attention was on his rival at the moment leaving Izuku to fend for himself. Almost unconsciously Izuku unwrapped an arm from Bakugou’s neck and palmed at himself through his pants giving a broken moan at how good it felt.

Katsuki eyes twitched as the smell of aroused and in heat omega flooded his senses along with the sounds Izuku was making. His alpha hindbrain was clawing at his consciousness demanding he give the omega some of the attention he needed and right now he was starting to lose confidence in himself to  avoid pouncing on Izuku. Luckily for him Todoroki wouldn’t let that happen. Bakugou barely had time to jump out of the way as ice shot forward at him.

He threw himself to the side trying to keep Izuku from getting jostled too much as the wave of ice blocked the doorway cutting off any escape he might have considered. The omega still let out a gasp of discomfort from the sudden shift.

“Cut it out you half bastard!” Bakugou snarled. He was really starting to get effected. He could feel his own arousal beginning to harden in his pants as Izuku continued to shameless try to find pleasure in his arms. It was then that Bakugou spotted the storage closet in the corner of the room.

“Not until you let him go!” Todoroki snarled right back baring alphan teeth that the teen barely ever showed in class from begin so expressionless all the time. Bakugou ignored him and ran around the edge of the room avoiding more random ice bursts as he went.

He reached the closet and used one arm to open it. In doing so Izuku lost a little support and he gave a high whine as he was lowered to let his feet touch the ground. The omega in him was highly displeased that the alpha had taken even one hand off of him. Bakugou could hear Todoroki marching towards him but he ignored the other alpha in favor for trying to pry the omega off of himself. When Izuku realized Bakugou was trying to put him down he refused to let go.

Luckily for Bakugou, in this state Izuku was more susceptible to submitting. All it took was a threatening snarl from the blonde to have the omega letting go with a whimper. Not willing to risk Izuku latching onto him again Bakugou pushed him into the storage room and shut the door.

“What are you-?” Todoroki started to ask his original anger turning to confusion with a furrowed brow only to have Bakugou snap at him to stay back.

“K-Kacchan please! Please! Alpha!” Izuku whimpered from inside the room. The door handle jiggled a little as Izuku tried to open the door again from where he sat on his knees on the floor. He wasn’t able to stand on his own anymore. The door was separating him from his alpha and it hurt. Bakugou reached out and pulled on the door handle not letting him out. He couldn’t. At this point if he saw Izuku’s flushed lust filled face he wasn’t sure he’d be able to stop himself after having tasted his pheromones for so long.

“FUCK.” Bakugou growled. He was sweating more than usual as his muscles twitched with the need to sate the omega. He grit his teeth before turning to glare at the other alpha in the room. “Ice the fucking door now!”

“Kacchan…” came another whine from the closet and Izuku received a whine from the back of the blonde’s throat in response. Todoroki stood there blinking and stunned. However, he recovered quickly and his lips pressed into a thin line as he studied the alpha in front of him through narrowed eyes.

“Give him your uniform shirt first. Then I’ll seal him in.” Todoroki said in a measured and clipped tone. His nose wrinkled in distaste.

“Ha?” Bakugou asked frustrated and confused at the request. Really it was getting hard to keep thinking rationally.

“It will help him through it.” Todoroki said coldly. Bakugou gave him another glare before tearing off his uniform shirt leaving him in a black tank top. He took a couple of deep breaths preparing himself.

“I’ll throw it in. You seal the door immediately after got it?” Bakugou asked, his grip on the door handle white knuckled. Todoroki nodded behind him still watching Bakugou with distaste. As quick as he could Bakugou threw the shirt into the closet, holding his breath to avoid sucking in a new breathful of that delicious scent. He snapped the door shut before Izuku could start begging again and Todoroki iced over the door cementing it closed to a point where even Bakugou would have trouble getting through it.

Bakugou panted, placing his forearms against the door and leaning against them as he tried to shake off the effects of Izuku’s scent which was slowly dissipating from the room. Todoroki stood there silently a conflicted look in his eyes and a solid frown on his face. Before either boy could question or threaten the other a call came from the hallway.

“Todoroki get rid of this ice.” came Aizawa’s call. The elder alpha had been able to track Izuku’s scent to this room and his heart thudded as he realized Bakugou’s scent mixed with it. Then he had seen the ice in the doorway and he wondered if the two alphas had torn each other apart. But it was relatively quiet in the room. Todoroki spared Bakugou one more glance before going over and melting the ice. Aizawa swept into the room and his dark eyes searched for his green haired student. “Where’s Izuku?” he demanded of the two.

An whine answered his question and his eyes snapped to the closet that Bakugou was standing in front of. Bakugou was sweaty and breathing heavily, obviously an alpha on the edge.

“What happened?” Aizawa growled as he went to the door checking the handle only to find the closet sealed up tightly. He let go of the handle figuring it was for the best. Bakugou briefed him on how he had come across Izuku and how they had ended up here. Todoroki stood close by with an unreadable expression. When Bakugou finished Aizawa turned to regard Todoroki.

“I don’t suppose you’re willing to forget this Todoroki.” Aizawa said grimly. Todoroki stirred, a sudden fierceness reaching his eyes.

“No, I won’t. But I also won’t be reporting him.” Todoroki said surprising his teacher, “I assume neither of you will either.” Todoroki said gaze shifting between the two as if weighing their reliability. Aizawa was silent for a moment before letting out a deep sigh.

“Correct.” the man said running a hand through his long hair. His gaze pierced right back at the young alpha but he found no indication that Todoroki would be lying. Seeing that Izuku was contained in a relatively isolated place, things could have gone much worse. “Both of you go. Todoroki your match should start in a minute or two if not right now. Bakugou go sit with the other students.”

“WHAT?!” Bakugou shouted outrage and alpha teeth bared aggressively. Every instinct in him said not to leave the omega.

“We need to make things look normal. We don’t need people asking questions. If your classmates ask, Izuku is with Recovery Girl helping out with a patient.” Aizawa growled at the blonde alpha.

“Very well.” Todoroki conceded relatively easily. “What about Midoriya? WHat are you going to do about him?”

“I’ll guard him here. I can’t move him or risk running into someone. There’s already a risk that someone caught his scent in the hall at some point. We’ll have to wait for the festival to finish before we can take him somewhere safe.” Aizawa said. Bakugou was still trying to rationalize to himself that he needed to leave for Izuku’s safety, no matter how wrong it felt. He stared at the door hyper aware of the soft sounds coming from within.

“When this is over. I expect to be filled in on what is happening here.” Todoroki demanded straightening up and glancing at the door as well. It occured to Aizawa that Todoroki was remarkably composed. Normally an alpha who hadn’t been exposed to omegas before would barely be in control at this point. Aizawa simply nodded to the request and Todoroki turned on his heel and left the room heading for the arena. Aizawa dearly hoped he hadn’t just made a mistake by trusting his stoic student.

“Hey.” Aizawa called snapping his fingers in Bakugou’s line of sight from where he had been staring at the closet. Bakugou bared his teeth again but luckily it didn’t look like he had lost control. “Go back to your seat.”

“But Deku-!”

“But nothing. If one of your classmates come looking for you we’ll have more Todoroki’s on our hands. You need to go back and cover for Midoriya.” Aizawa said with authority that had the blonde alpha bristling. “Besides I don’t think anyone is getting through this door anytime soon. Now go before you really start losing it and put Midoriya at risk.”

Aizawa calling him a risk had the alpha ready to start shouting at the man but he bit his tongue. Everything the man said was true even if he hated it. The sounds he kept hearing from Izuku was making it hard to keep his distance and he knew his teacher was right. So with an angry snarl and some pops from his palms Bakugou marched quickly from the room before his alpha instincts could make him pick a fight with the pro hero.

Aizawa watched him go and turned back to the closet. Normally he would be offering an omega water and providing them a dim room and already made nest. Izuku’s nest was across campus in their housing unit. So for now he would just have to do with the closet. At least it would be dim if not dark in there, just as omegas typically liked.

Izuku clutched the shirt to himself breathing in the scent of burnt caramel like it was air itself. It was the scent of his alpha and it had him whining. He had heard Bakugou leave and it hurt so badly. Izuku had scooted himself into a corner of the closet with the shirt wrapped in his hand and pressed to his face. He wanted the alpha so badly. His scent alone had Izuku reaching into his pants to relieve the fire even a little bit.

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Toshinori watched with his jaw dropped. Young Todoroki certainly wasn’t wasting this opportunity. He had been up against Ashido and her acid. The beginning of the match immediately saw the power difference between the two. The confident pink haired girl had thrown her acid at the dual colored boy only to have a wall of ice block the attack. People had cheered until they realized Todoroki hadn’t moved, in fact he had covered himself in a ball of ice. It was odd. But it hardly deterred the eager pink alpha from continuing her assault of acid.

Her acid sizzled against solid ice as she continued trying to burn away the shield. But it wasn’t long before the crowd saw a glow. A small orange glow coming from within the blue ice and distorted from view. Ashido paused in her attack blinking in surprise.

All of a sudden, the sphere of ice blasted open. Jagged pieces shooting off in all directions and the girl barely was able to dodge backwards to avoid being hit. Ashido blinked up at Todoroki completely stunned with the rest of the crowd as fire curled out of his left half. It only burned brighter and hotter. The yellow, oranges, and reds licked the sky above them, the previous cold overridden by scolding heat. Todoroki took a step forward, his foot landing on the remnants of his previous frozen cocoon crunching under his feet and immediately transforming into steam that billowed away around him. It was breathtaking to see.

And horrifying for Ashido. The girl scrambled to her feet and was using her acid to surf for better maneuverability. But with the heat she was forced to keep her distance. She threw acid hoping to drive Todoroki back but it dissipated before even coming close to contact. The flames evaporated it. Toshinori couldn’t see Todoroki’s expression, but the boy just kept walking forward trapping the pink girl on her end of the platform. She had two choices, stand her ground and definitely be burned in the process, or get out of the ring.

She futility tried her acid a few more time while heat seared her skin making her wince. The air was so dry it parched her throat and just hurt to breath. In the end she was forced to keep backing up until she inevitably left the ring. The second she stepped out of it all heat ceased. Like a switch had been flipped and Todoroki stood that with a grim expression, half his shirt burned away from his power usage. The alpha bowed and left as the crowd went absolutely wild. Toshinori just didn’t understand. Todoroki had seemed very adamant about not using his flames during class and even when they were attacked by villains. So why was he using them now?


Endeavor grinned like a manic practically as he shouted his support for his son. It was beautiful to witness. His own voice had probably been lost in the crowd but it didn’t matter. His legacy had finally accepted his fate. The first round had been ice. Now Shouto had shown his fire. In the finals he would use both showing the ultimate harmony of his weaponized heritage. He glanced around pridefully at all the stunned faces of the people around him. He saw other heroes pointing and looking on in awe at the power his son displayed.

How could they not? They were witnessing the parts of a power that could and would be surpassing All Might himself! Endeavor watched as his son didn’t even need to lift a finger against his opponent, just walked towards them. It was a display of sheer power that Endeavor himself was proud of. There was only one question as to what caused Shouto to end his rebellious phase? What made him use his flames? And Endeavor felt he knew the answer.

The omega.

As Shouto finished on the platform Endeavor turned and started back into the building. He pulled out his phone and looked for the emergency contact all heroes had programmed into their phone contacts. If the omega could sway his stubborn son so easily by flaunting about with his scent then Endeavor would be damned if he let the opportunity pass him by. Besides it was a hero’s duty to report something like this.

“Hello, Omega Protection Agency report line. Your location is being tracked. Please state about the omega’s current status and location.” a female voice said quickly.


The flash of a blade glinted in the dim light of the alley as Stain struck quickly and efficiently. He wasn’t going to let these so-called heroes escape. The man cried out falling forward onto the ground. The other hero he had been trying to rescue from Stain fell out of his arms and rolled slightly away. Already dead despite the fake’s attempt to save them. It was foolish of them to try and confront him in the first place. Those without the power to save others shouldn’t go around claiming a title they have no right to.

“AAAAHHH!” the man bellowed in pain. The silver and blue armor hadn’t protected him well enough. Red seeped out along his back and onto the ground painting the alley crimson as he tried to drag himself further away from Stain. Stain flicked his blade before bringing it to his mouth to lick it.

Not that it really seemed he needed to use his quirk on this one. The way his legs dragged behind and how he was using his arms to crawl told him that much. Still, Stain preferred a clean kill and didn’t want a further struggle. The man collapsed against the ground, another groan of pain leaving him as Stain’s spiked boots walked forward. Stain rose his blade preparing to end him and rectify the sin they were committing.

The screech of tires alerted him though. Stain’s head snapped up and he saw a police car stop at the end of the alley. Blue uniformed men getting out with guns pointed. He was out of time. He should have been more careful about hunting in broad daylight hours. Stain hastily stuffed his blade away. He gave one last glance at the fallen fake hero before bolting away.

One was dead. The other one might as well be dead. That fake wouldn’t be able to continue his facade like that.


“Hey, where’s Midoriya?” Kirishima asked curiously looking around. Izuku had just missed probably one of the coolest fights of the festival! The red head didn’t want him to miss the next one. He looked over at Bakugou to see the blonde glaring at him.

“He’s with Recovery Girl can you fucking extras stop asking?!” the blonde snarled out at them. A lot of the class had moved away from him giving him extra space. Kirishima frowned at his friend. Izuku must be really upset at his loss and maybe even ashamed. Maybe he shouldn’t go poking around about it. Bakugou had been in a sour mood since he returned. His fists were clenched and he kept fidgeting and bouncing a leg.

Maybe they had gotten into a fight? Or maybe Izuku had asked him to leave him alone for now? Kirishima didn’t know what was going on but if Bakugou was this prickly about it, it must be about Izuku. Bakugou was always aggressive when it came to Izuku and Kirishima couldn’t really blame him. Guess it just came with the territory of dating. He wondered if he would be this bad when he eventually found someone too.

Uraraka and Iida both looked like they wanted to ask the blonde more about how Izuku was but he had already chewed them out first when they had asked upon his return. Kirishima decided to try and distract everyone by pointing back to the field.

“Hey look! We get to see some class B in action!” Kirishima said and everyone took the option before them to avoid Bakugou’s irritation.

Bakugou glared down at the field barely paying attention to the battle. He didn’t even really notice as a girl with vines on her head won the match. The only thing on his mind was Deku. Deku and the fact that half n’ half’s seat remained empty in class A’s viewing seats.

“Where are you going?” Kirishima asked when Bakugou stood back up.

“The fucking waiting rooms. I’m next dipshit.” Bakugou said already halfway to the entrance. Kirishima watched him go while frowning. He really needed to ask them about this later. For now Kirishima turned back to watch the field.


Bakugou walked down the hall and bristled as he saw Todoroki. The bastard was leaning against the wall next to waiting room where they had Deku detained. What the fuck was that other alpha up to?! Todoroki looked up to see him coming, his eyes narrowed and a frown appeared on his lips.

“What the fuck are you doing here? Go back to the class before people start asking questions!” Bakugou snarled coming up to and getting in his face. Todoroki remained composed despite Bakugou’s looming.

“Just making sure things are going okay for Midoriya.” Todoroki said smoothly. It pissed Bakugou off. This fucker was worried about Deku. Like he thought Bakugou was going to let anything or anyone get to him. Like he was saying Bakugou was inferior.

“He’s not your concern you half n’ half piece of shit.” Bakugou snapped, the alpha in him rearing at the insult and encroachment on his territory. “So back the fuck off.”

“Both of you leave. I told you I will be handling Midoriya.” Aizawa said opening the door to see the two alpha’s posturing.

“How’s Deku?” Bakugou asked looking over at his teacher.

“Fine. He’ll be fine as long as there are no alpha scents there to agitate him.” the alpha said looking pointedly at the two of them. The pro had already applied a bit of the blockers while he was guarding the room. Izuku had quieted down a few minutes ago. In truth Izuku was sealed in that closet pretty well so he probably couldn’t scent anyone outside of it. But Aizawa didn’t need these two lingering around here. It was just dangerous. Bakugou didn’t seem all that convinced of that answer but turned to glare blood red eyes at Todoroki.

“Finals. I’m going to fucking destroy you when we get to it.” Bakugou hissed.

“We’ll see about that.” Todoroki said glaring right back at him. After another prompting from Aizawa they both left in opposite directions. Todoroki towards the stands and Bakugou towards the arena. He had a purple haired beta to get through before he could take out the alpha.

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Shinsou stared at the alpha in front of him grimacing a little. Eyes that almost glowed like magma glared right back at him threatening to burn him. He had already used his quirk before on Bakugou so he knew the blonde wouldn’t fall for the same trick twice. And judging from the alpha’s last match he was far more of an action oriented person than a talker. His mouth set into a frown as he tried to come up with something that would get the blonde to talk to him.

The only thing that came to mind was a certain green haired beta. During the break between matches Shinsou had tried to figure out what that was about. Midoriya had just walked away from him even though his quirk had been released from him. And he still had no idea how the smaller boy had managed to break its hold by himself. It shouldn’t be possible. He would have to ask Midoriya about it later, when Shinsou joined the hero class after he wins this.

He tensed as he saw Midnight out of the corner of his eyes take her position on the stand. He gulped slightly as the wind blew the alpha’s scent towards him. It smelled like the promise of death. Shinsou tensed up but readied himself, this was for his dream. He was going to show everyone he wasn’t a bad person. He was going to show them what a hero could be. Even with a cursed quirk like this.

“Ready!” Midnight said lifting her hand up into the air. The crowd around them cheered, excited because Bakugou’s match had proven to be quite a spectacle and now they were howling to watch Shinsou get pummeled as well. Shinsou wouldn’t be surprised if some of his classmates joined in on it.

“Start!” Midnight said chopping the air. Immediately Bakugou launched at Shinsou. But it was expected on Shinsou’s part and the taller teen quickly pivoted out of the way barely missing being exploded across the stage. He sprang around, aptly avoiding the swings Bakugou took at him. Although with the aid of his quirk Bakugou was faster, and each blast the blonde gave off pushed Shinsou slightly off his footing making his dodging sloppy.

Shinsou quickly brought his arms up to guard against a hit feeling the burning impact of it and being sent backwards nearly to the boundary. He saw Bakugou launch himself at him again and dove to the side to avoid it. Bakugou let off a counter explosion to keep himself from going out of bounds and turned back baring his teeth angrily at the beta.

“Hurry up and die you extra!” Bakugou snarled at him. Shinsou blinked the irritation the blonde had showed his dwindling patience. Maybe he did have a chance to get Bakugou to answer a question!

“You seem like you in a hurry. Why is that I wonder?” Shinsou said as casually as he could manage with the exertion of constantly dodging. He put on his best smug grin and watched as a vein practically popped on the alpha’s forehead. Poking the bear, Shinsou fished for the one thing he thought would rile up the blonde. At least it had worked on Midoriya.

“Are you trying to get back to Midoriya?” Shinsou asked quirking an eyebrow at the alpha who grit his teeth and glared at him. The mere mention of the green beta’s name had brought the alpha’s full attention to Shinsou’s words. Good. Now he needed a good push.

And he needed to think of of one fast. The longer this matched dragged on the more bruises, scrapes, and burns he got from the blonde. Shinsou stayed on his toes trying to dance out of reach every time Bakugou lunged at him. But he was quickly tiring. Really it was a miracle he had lasted this long. Or maybe the alpha really had been distracted.

“I guess you’re happy he didn’t make it to this round.” Shinsou commented trying to keep his voice steady as he narrowly avoided a punch. “Or maybe you knew he wouldn’t make it? He is really scrawny. Looking at him, I wonder how long he will last out in the field like that. I bet he’ll die within the first week of hero work don’t you think so?” Shinsou asked.

That had done the trick. But Shinsou realized his assumption about Bakugou was right. The blonde preferred to let his fists do the talking rather than his mouth. After his comment Bakugou appeared to snap. Shinsou blinked and the blonde was on him. He didn’t have time to dodge as a blasting fist slammed into his stomach knocking the wind out of him and sending him flying. Shinsou barely registered when his back hit the grass outside of the platform. He was dizzied and still trying to piece together what happened.

When he did gather his senses again it was to the blonde towering over him. Bakugou grabbed the front of his shirt ignoring the calls from the refs to unhand his opponent.

“DON’T EVER TALK SHIT ABOUT DEKU!” Bakugou spat in his face. Shinsou froze for a moment wondering if Bakugou was actually going to kill him before Cementoss came over and pushed the alpha away from him. Bakugou released his shirt and Shinsou fell back flat against the ground. The purple beta stared at the sky above him wondering why it looked blurry. His hands fisted the grass and he grit his teeth. He might have just lost his chance to be in the hero course.

The reality of his situation slammed into him and he tried to contain it. His future now depended on the other match. If he outlasted the loser of that match he would make it. But it was out of his hands like so many other unfair things in his life...and it frustrated him.


Izuku panted as he pressed the shirt to his face once again drinking in the scent of his alpha. Kacchan. He whined slightly as he registered vaguely that the alpha wasn’t near him. His body was wracked with an shiver but his skin burned and his clothes felt so uncomfortable but they still had more of the blonde’s scent on them making him very reluctant to remove them. Anything to keep the lingered presence of Kacchan closer.

Izuku was sweating profusely and no matter how he shifted in the corner he was currently huddled in he couldn’t seem to get comfortable. He had even tried to just spread himself across the ground and cool down but the heat continued to rage beneath his skin finding no relief. Izuku found himself reaching once again for his pants to grasp himself whimpering at the feeling against his still hardened member. The scent of Kacchan coiled around him and he could practically see the blonde in front of him.

He imagined Kacchan standing there, bare chested as he would go when they had a particularly hard work out. Red eyes glowing in a hunger that mirrored Izuku's own that was quickly growing unmanageable. Izuku could practically hear his alpha’s voice.

“Deku.” a rumble in deep octaves that Kacchan barely ever used unless making a challenge to someone.

“K-Kacchan!” Izuku managed out between pants of breath. “ Please .” he begged tears making their way through his tightly shut eyes as he tried to satisfy himself. He imagined his alpha crouching down to him watching him.

“Please what Deku?” the Kacchan asked eyes never leaving him.

“Please,” Izuku whined before opening his own green eyes and pleadingly looked up at that Kacchan. “H-Help me Kacchan.”

And then that Kacchan’s hand was wrapped around his length and helping him stroke. Izuku could almost feel the ghost of a smirk against his neck, right over his scent gland as the Kacchan leaned into him. Izuku wept at how good it felt to have him near. To have a hot hand around him, sending pleasurable sparks skittering along his nerves.

Izuku could almost hear the warning growl Kacchan could give him, a signal as his mouth closed on his scent gland. He could feel sharp alpha teeth threatening to pierce the gland only for nothing to happen. Agonizingly the phantom of Kacchan couldn’t give him that sensation and he wanted to wail. He couldn’t reach his peak, the pressure falling just short without the alpha’s presence and it left him in desperation.

Kacchan .”


Endeavor stood watching his son’s match, once again grinning at the liberal use of fire Shouto used. His opponent was a girl with vines for hair. A very poor choice to use against fire. Although Shouto didn’t quite drive her off as quickly as his last opponent she still fell to the sheer power he showed. The alpha in Endeavor preened as he watched his prodigy’s success mixed with the crowd's admiration.

He barely heard the call coming through the security team's earphones. The confusion as the first security team was confronted by OPA agents. Heroes were being advised over the coms system to be on alert to look for one Midoriya Izuku. The demand must have been quite shocking. It seemed Present Mic had gotten the communication as well because the mic was off not announcing the play by play of the match. The heroes currently down on the field shared a confused and pensive glance but remained composed.

The search for an omega would be kept quiet so crowd interference wouldn’t happen. By now a team of OPA agents, dressed in bright yellow jackets with OPA printed on the back, would be making their way towards the stadium. With the final match happening in only a few more minutes the stands were packed, no one daring to leave their seat to miss his son’s great victory.

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Aizawa froze as the call came through. How? Had Izuku actually run into someone that reported him? Aizawa’s dark eyes flickered over to the frozen closet as he debated what the best action was to take. He couldn’t get Izuku out of the arena, not with the whole security crew looking for him. And would it do any good in the end? After that report the OPA would still look for him even if they hid him through his heat. They would require a physical and the omega would be found out. Aizawa had been put into a tight position and he didn’t see anyway to get out of it.

“Oi, are you sure he’s alright in there?”

Aizawa looked up to see Bakugou standing there with crossed arms leaning against the wall. Despite Aizawa having told him off multiple times the alpha kept coming back. By now Todoroki should be finishing his match and then Bakugou would leave again.

“He’ll be fine.” Aizawa said carefully keeping his expression nonchalant. He didn’t need this hot headed alpha to make things worse with the OPA. Bakugou wandered over to stand a good distance from the door, crimson eyes looking it over as if he could check Izuku’s status himself. “Stop worrying. A heat is not that dissimilar to a rut. Just with nesting and a little more dependence on a pack bonds. I’ll have to inform his mother so she can take care of him after this.” Aizawa said but looked away likely knowing Izuku wouldn’t be coming home with them.

Each moment he knew the OPA was getting closer. He carefully hid a clenched fist in his pocket. He was a hero and bound by laws, if Izuku was found he would be required to hand him over. They were sitting ducks. He also wondered about Inko, and what she would face after this. His hands were tied. Bakugou continued staring at the closet until he heard someone approach their room and turned to glare as Todoroki came in. Todoroki spared Aizawa a curt nod before turning to the blonde.

“Finals should be starting in just a minute. It won’t take much to clean the arena from my fight.” Todoroki informed them eyes flickering to the still sealed closet. Bakugou let out a growl, whether from Todoroki’s mere glance at Izuku’s hiding place or because the other alpha was telling him they were about to fight it was unknown.

“Leave then. The sooner this festival ends the faster we can help Izuku get somewhere safe.” Aizawa said adjusting his ear piece as he heard another hero confirm that Izuku was not with the class in the stands. He needed them to leave, students don’t need to be caught up in this.

“Fine.” Bakugou growled turning to walk forward and glare face to face with Todoroki. “Let’s go Half n’ Half.” he said baring his teeth and posturing at the other. Neither were using their scents, still being mindful of Izuku’s condition. Todoroki only returned an icy glare and nodded. A moment of standoff happened between them before Aizawa sighed and came over to push them both out of the room. Luckily they seemed to take his prompting and both disappeared down the hall towards the arena.

Just as Aizawa went to close the door to the room he caught sight of a familiar figure heading towards him. He narrowed his eyes in suspicion as the alpha stopped before him. A look of equal distaste on the fiery alpha’s face.

“Endeavor, are you on patrol down here?” Aizawa asked but the way the alpha was looking into the room past Aizawa told him this wasn’t good.

“Curiously I’m trying to locate a rogue omega somewhere around here. I believe he was even one of your students.” Endeavor said. Aizawa frowned while Endeavor stepped up to the door and pushed it open. His eyes immediately fell upon the ice wall and the glint of triumph entered his cruel blue eyes. He had followed Shouto after his last match, knowing that if the omega really was swaying him he would lead Endeavor straight to him. “Perhaps you’ve already found him though?” Endeavor questioned.

Aizawa tensed while Endeavor invited himself into the room. He couldn’t exactly stop security personnel from searching the room or else he would be obstructing an investigation. Aizawa preferred silence as he turned and watched Endeavor put a hand up to the ice wall melting it efficiently and making the room feel akin to a sauna. Once unsealed the cracks in the door allowed the faint scent of heat to wisp into the room leaving no doubt as to where Izuku was. Endeavor scrunched his nose in distaste at the smell while Aizawa continued to linger.

“I assume my son assisted you in detaining the omega and you were about to report his location to the OPA.” Endeavor said turning to assess Aizawa. Of course he knew there was something fishy going on here but it wasn’t his concern anymore. As long as the omega was apprehended, he didn’t care to make a sour relationship with his son’s teacher. “I’ll call it in for you.” Endeavor said ‘humbly’.

Aizawa set his jaw. He hated this feeling. No choice was left, and time was up.


Izuku blinked over at the door. He could hear voices on the other side but it gave him no comfort. In fact, the thought of people near him when he was like this without a proper nest or his alpha present made anxiety and territorial aggression rise in him. He wasn’t aware he was growling as he heard the voices hush and the door knob turn. Light invaded his space making the growl rise in volume while he squinted to make out who was coming in.

What he found himself looking at was an unfamiliar female, her hair a silvery color while her face seemed no more than in her 30’s. She wore a bright yellow jacket that vaguely made Izuku wary but he couldn’t remember exactly why. The moment her eyes landed on him huddled in the corner she dropped into a crouch to get on his level. Izuku immediately curled his lip at her baring his teeth while trying to push further into the wall as if he could keep distance from the stranger. What caught him off guard was the soft croon coming from the woman, and then the scent. It hit his nose and made him stop his posturing to taste it curiously.

Her scent tasted like a faint scent of strawberries. A sweetness to it he had never encountered before. But in his instinctual state his mind placed this new scent easily. Another omega. Izuku clutched Bakugou’s gym shirt tighter to himself. Kacchan still wasn’t around. He didn’t feel safe with the entrance to the den wide open. He knew there were more people out there. He could hear them. But this other omega was angled to block his view of them.

She kept inching closer and Izuku growled again glaring at her past his tear soaked cheeks. More crooning came from her, a calling for harmless interaction and concern. Her scent strengthened a little making Izuku almost encased in it. He didn’t like it. He preferred the caramel of Kacchan’s scent especially right now.

“It’s alright Midoriya.” she finally spoke tone soft and low. Izuku said nothing to her but tensed as she continued to get closer until she was right in front of him. She had strange black eyes, devoid of any aggression that made Izuku reluctantly not lash out at her. She smiled softly at him reaching out towards him. Izuku flinched at the hand, his skin was still burning, yearning for Kacchan and to have someone else touch him felt distinctly wrong.

The moment her hand touched one of his cheeks everything in his body quieted. Like a damp rag thrown on fire the feelings he had felt pushed away and suffocated. It left him staring at the stranger with uncertainty while the woman smiled wider at him.

“Why don’t we get you somewhere safer?” she cooed at him running her fingers along his face in a sad manner. A quirk. This was a quirk. Izuku knew that much and wanted to get away from her but the most he could manage was to try and lean his head away from her. But her hand just followed the movement. He wanted to be frustrated about that, to push her away but the feelings couldn’t get past the barrier she had placed on him. “Tahara, come in and lift him. He’s subdued now.” the strange omega called.

Izuku’s eyes widened as a man stepped into the room, he was scentless, tall, and relatively muscular typical for what one would see in the security business. The man had a black blanket with him, spread out and coming closer. Izuku managed a half hearted hiss of protest as he soon found himself wrapped in it and lifted off the ground in a bridal style carry. He wiggled the best he could, fear and panic slamming against the barrier that still remained in place as the woman never stopped touching him.

“Shhh, its okay.” the omega said continuing to murmur at him as if trying to placate a child. He hated her presence the most. He was carried away from his corner and out of the closet. He had to shut his eyes at the light outside of it, sensitivity remaining high to just about everything. When he opened them it was to these strangers placing him on a gurney. There were two more people there with similar yellow jackets that the first two strangers had. A strap ran across his ankles, thighs, stomach, and then his chest as he was gently held down.

“Should we sedate him?” one of the others asked. Izuku froze while the fingers of the omegan woman ran through his hair patronizingly.

“Yes. We don’t need that kind of stress on him for transport. I can already feel him fighting against me.” the omega said. More panic flared but again it was stopped short from giving him any real fight. Right before his eyes he saw one of them pull out a needle carefully flicking it and making sure flow was correct. He gulped heart thudding quickly even with the woman’s quirk on him. The woman’s hand came over and forced him to look at her while he felt a prick in his neck.

“Don’t worry now. Everything will be fine.” she said still smiling the soft smile that made him want to growl again. But his eyelids felt too heavy to keep up and his mind was foggy. Against his own will, Izuku sunk into darkness.

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Todoroki stood in the tunnel mentally preparing himself for a fight. He still held a lot of questions about Izuku and what exactly was happening here. But he still held a promise to himself he had made when he was much younger with a fresh scar on his face. He looked out at the field hearing the dull thrum of the crowd above him. After watching the treatment of his mother and himself he had promised to defend someone if he ever saw it on repeat. The vow came with his rebellion of his fire, but after Izuku spoke to him maybe he was being foolish to reject something he could use against people like his father.


Speak of the devil.

Todoroki tensed but turned to silently glower at the man. He was kind of surprised the man hadn’t come to taunt him sooner after all his use of fire. Even now Todoroki had been waiting here for five minutes now and was mere seconds away from entering the field for the final match. It was odd and only made Todoroki raise his guard against the man in suspicion.

“What do you want?” Todoroki growled turning to focus back on the field. Let the old man crow his victory, it would just fuel him on.

“You’re using your fire finally. I’m proud you’ve tossed this silly rebellion to the side and have seen reason. I expect this last match to be quite the spectacle and your launch into a destined future of greatness.” Endeavor rumbled smugly. Todoroki resisted the urge to roll his eyes but couldn’t help the horribly disgusting feeling in his chest as he thought of using this fire with his father’s approval weighing on it. “I expect your omega would have loved to watch it as well.”

Todoroki froze, mind blanking, and wondering if he had heard that right. When he looked at his father the man crossed his arms looking down on him much like he had when Todoroki was a child. His blood felt like ice in his veins and he didn’t realize it had bled over into the tunnel he was currently standing in. Frost crept across the floor and up the walls while Endeavor glanced around dismissively at it.

“What did you do?” Todoroki demanded, eyes wide and staring waiting for the answer.

“The same thing any responsible member of society would. For the omega’s safety.” Endeavor said undeterred by the chill of the tunnel. And Todoroki knew what he had done. “Save your energy for the finals. I expect a top performance. We’ll talk about your little omega when you win.” Endeavor said just as Todoroki was signalled to enter the field. Todoroki stood there a moment longer when Endeavor walked away down the tunnel.

He walked forward numbly out to the field where the crowd greeted him ceremoniously. Before he knew it he was standing across from a twitching Bakugou who looked ready for a fight. Todoroki stared at the ruffled alpha across from him intimately aware of the fact that right now Izuku was likely being carted off by yellow jacketed agents. Todoroki still remembered the day they had come for his mother, after his father had reported her for hurting him. He shivered and opened his mouth wanting to tell Bakugou what was happening.

But before he could get a word out the match started and Bakugou didn’t exactly have hesitation in starting a fight. Todoroki reacted instinctively to the blows allowing his ice to block and drive off Bakugou. But with his father’s recent words to him he couldn’t find it in himself to use fire on the blonde. Bakugou landed a blow on Todoroki’s stomach driving him back but Todoroki stopped himself with a wave of ice behind him.

The two colored alpha grit his teeth. It was because of him that Izuku was found out wasn’t it? How had his father even found out? What had made that bastard think Izuku had that kind of relationship with him? A blast close to his face drove off the thoughts and Todoroki found himself focusing on a snarling Bakugou who had driven him close to the edge of the battlefield. He needed to tell Bakugou. It wasn’t like they could actually do anything to stop it now, but Bakugou needed to know what was happening.

“Bakugou-” Todoroki started but had to dodge to the side as a large blast leveled one of his ice walls. He attempted to trap Bakugou in a giant wave of ice needing to cool off the fight so he could warn him but the blonde tunneled his way right out of it.

“Ha? Where’s your fire half n’ half? Chickening out?” Bakugou sneered, clearly more focused on winning than Todoroki was. The wind blew his pheromones into Todoroki’s face making him scrunch his nose at the smell of charcoal and eager aggression. Todoroki’s distraction cost him. Bakugou had driven him to the edge of the platform and was currently in the air blasting himself into a human missile. Todoroki’s eyes widening seeing the impact this would inflict and he rose his hand to counter. But then thought better of it and lowered his hand. If Bakugou wasn’t going to listen until the match was over, then so be it.


Toshinori’s brow furrowed in confusion as he watched the battle of the finals proceeded. He was confused as to why Todoroki was suddenly not using his fire after all of his impressive displays so far. After finding out how far he could go it was saddening to watch him hold back. He was so enraptured in the match trying to figure out what had changed in another promising pupil that he didn’t notice Inko wringing her hands in her lap. Inko had felt instinct telling her something was wrong ever since Izuku walked off the field. She sat hoping he would come to discredit her worries but her son had yet to appear.

She glanced around at the crowd a bit guiltily. She couldn’t focus on Bakugou’s match when she felt this way. Everyone around her was cheering loudly, almost deafeningly so as the young alphas fought below them. She was the only one who noticed two heroes making their way down the steps. She didn’t pay them much attention, there were tons of heroes packed into the stands so they weren’t exactly out of place. But then they stopped beside her making her look up at them.

“Mrs. Midoriya, could you come with us please?” Death Arms asked politely but with a firm tone that didn’t exactly sound like a request she was meant to refuse. Inko looked up at them feeling her heart thud in her ribs. She quickly tried to shove the paranoia away.

“Um, what is this about?” Inko asked her hand fisting a bit of the professional skirt she wore. She worried her bottom lip as she looked at them.

“Its about your son.” Death Arms said.

“Izuku?” Inko asked eyes widening and sudden absolute certainty settling in her chest.

“Young Midoriya? Is he alright?” Toshinori spoke up next to her in concern.

“Please Ma’am.” Death Arms gestured for her to get up. Inko sat frozen, wondering for moment what she should do. Where was Izuku right now? The single question crowded to the forefront of her mind and despite the futility of it her eyes went to scan the crowds as if hoping to spot his fluffy green head unharmed and laughing with his friends. “Ma’am?”

Inko swallowed and rose from the seat quietly. She followed Death Arms up the steps noticing how Komui Woods took up a position behind her effectively boxing her in between them. They reached the top of the steps as the crowd gave a sudden roar after an explosion went off. When they were within the relative hidden view of the hall Death Arms turned to her gravely.

“Midoriya Inko, you’re under arrest.” he said turning her around and pulling handcuffs from his belt. Inko panicked but didn’t fight physically against it knowing full well it would do nothing against a couple of pros.

“What?! What for?!” Inko demanded tears already crowding her eyes and threatening to spill over.

“For the reckless endangerment of an omega, forgery of registration papers, failure to report on an omegan matter, and unauthorized omega handling.” he stated as the cuffs clicked into place. Every word he spoke was a chisel hammered into her heart threatening to split it in two. They had found out. She should have never trusted these people in the first place. She should have run the moment they had learned of Izuku’s status.

“Mrs. Midoriya?”

Everyone turned to see Toshinori standing there with a jaw dropped at the scene he was witnessing. He had just heard of all the charges. It couldn’t possibly be...Izuku had been an omega? Inko looked down before suddenly turning to Death Arms who still had a hard grip on one of her arms.

“Please! Where is Izuku?! Where is my son?” Inko begged to know. Hoping that maybe Izuku had disappeared before they had pieced it all together. It was slim but possible right? Aizawa should have taken care of him like he promised!

“He’s been turned over to the Omega Protection Agency for processing and care.” Death Arms commented gruffly leading Inko away further down the hall. The finals would end soon and they needed to get out of the area before the crowd really started to disperse from their seats.

“Wait there has to be some sort of mistake!” Toshinori exclaimed taking a step forward only to be stopped by Kamui Wood’s hand on his shoulder.

“Sir, I’m going to have to ask to keep clear while we do our job.” Kamui said stopping him from following. Toshinori opened his mouth wanting to argue the point but closed it before he could really start. He clenched his fists at his sides while Kamui gave him one last glance before following after Death Arms to escort their newest criminal to a waiting police vehicle.


“Why the fuck were you holding back huh?” Bakugou sneered down at him. He had won the match but he wasn’t stupid. He knew something was up as soon as he noticed Todoroki not fighting with his fire.

“Bakugou.” Todoroki said grabbing his wrist and looking up at him intensely throwing Bakugou off a little. He had just won the match and his inner alpha strutted just from seeing his potential rival in such a state. But that look made his pride dampen. “Izuku is in trouble.” Todoroki said.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Bakugou said grabbing his collar with both hands shaking him viciously and scent changing to dangerous. They could both hear Midnight calling for Bakugou to back off but neither of them really listened. It was like everything else didn’t matter right now.

“The OPA. My father reported him. We have to hur...ry.” Todoroki said but his tongue felt heavy in his mouth and so were his eyelids. A purplish mist was around them and Bakugou dropped him eyes wide from what he had just heard. He spun towards the stadium tunnels but staggered falling onto his knees as Midnight’s quirk took effect. Bakugou snarled trying to support himself but unable to in the end.

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Izuku wasn’t really aware of when he woke up. Wasn’t even sure if he was awake if not for the prickling feeling that gave him goosebumps and the sensitivity of his skin. Izuku blinked his eyes open to find himself in a dim room, soft sheets caressed his body from where he had unconsciously pulled them around himself. He was in full blown heat now so thinking beyond how his body was making him feel was hard. He was somewhere unfamiliar, a plain room with pastel blue walls. Everything else in the room was white, the door, the floor, the dresser, the sheets and blankets. He had no idea where he was and his mind refused to connect the fragmented memories made fuzzy by whatever drug he had been given.

What he did know was that Kacchan was not with him. He frantically untangled himself from the sheets and scented the air. Nothing. No scent to tell him where the alpha was. A whine slipped from his lips as he realized he was alone in someplace unknown. There was only one scent he could pick up on and it was far from the caramel scent he wanted. Omega. He knew nother omega had been in the room but not recently.

The smell of faded crisp mint bordered with sugar reached him. If he were in his right mind he probably would have been deeply alarmed that he was currently naked and that someone had likely been here to see him like this. But as it was he only felt frustration and deep loneliness, his heart felt like it was crumbling without Kacchan’s presence. A memory perforated through the fog. Jacket. Kacchan’s jacket with his scent! Where was it?!

He anxiously tossed sheets around searching for it. Hoping it had simply been smothered by the other scentless fabrics. But it became clear that it was nowhere to be found and he wanted to scream. He curled into the middle of the bedding and pulled at his hair in despair. He couldn’t even pick up the scent of any alpha nearby. Only the lingering scent of the other omega.

A vicious wave of heat hit him making him whine again high and loud, as if his omega hoped to call someone to help with the itch. Instinctually he started to grab the blankets from where he had tossed them about haphazardly. Rearranging the fabrics he had into something like a nest, the only things missing where alpha items and an alpha themself. Stressed by his predicament he began to smear his glands along the nest, cuddling into every corner of it to make it attempt to smell like his own territory. Without scent blockers or clothes to block this, the room quickly filled with his distressed scent.

Once any foreign scent had been expunged from the room Izuku settled heavily into the middle of the nest. He couldn’t ignore his needs anymore and he tentatively felt between his legs. Warm slick met his fingers making him gasp in want. His fingers grazed along his entrance with want, as the itch came from deeper into his abdomen. A burning that could only be sated by touch and stimulation.

Izuku had never explored this part of himself sexually. He had relegated most of his pleasure seeking to his straining cock but the desire was driving him to be braver. He curiously dipped a finger in biting into a pillow at the strange feeling but pushing on regardless as he felt himself inching closer to the spot he needed. He added another finger whimpering at the sensation of the slight stretch, a stretch that sent more hormones raging to his brain for pleasure. A reaction programmed into omega’s to take ecstasy from being knotted.

With two fingers straining deeply into himself  he was able to brush the spot lightly. Instantly his nerves lit up like he had been struck by lightning. He mewled at the delicious feeling now fully caught up in chasing after it. He tried to picture Kacchan here with him but again his state refused to put an image together. It had been so easy to do when he had Kacchan’s scent in his nose but now he couldn’t even focus to remember what that scent was.

All he knew was euphoria of chasing after his mounting pleasure. His hips canted up on instinct, presenting but to no audience. He quickened the pace of his fingers trying to stretch them to reach further into the velvet tunnel. He moaned in delight as his nerves went into overdrive at the feeling. Before long he wailed as he came for the first time during the heat.

He panted loudly as he fell boneless onto the sheets. Bliss filled his system for the moment sated from coming. After a minute he shivered at his exposed state and wrapped one of the light sheets over himself curling deep into the plush bedding, searching for heat to share, the heat of a mate. But again he found himself alone and tears gathered in his eyes at the realization. But it didn’t last long as the next wave hit him.


Izuku’s room was windowless making it difficult to keep track of how long he was there for. Not that he could have kept track even if he tried. All he knew were the cycles of need and desperation separated by unconsciousness. Sometimes he reached climax quickly, others it felt like it took hours. And through most of it he felt pitifully alone. Hours or days passed. He didn’t know.

But there was someone who he would awake to sometimes. A gentle touch would ruse him, usually in the time between the most intense waves of heat. Food was put before him, sometimes he could eat for himself and others someone would caringly feed him. The mint and sugar scent danced across his senses in those times. Although whatever omega was with him kept themselves as unobtrusive as possible. The only time he felt they overstepped their bounds was when they coaxed him to bathe. He had given more than one warning growl towards them for that.

And then came the break from the worst of the heat. Izuku had groggily opened his eyes and realized he could think lucidly for the first time in however long he had been here. His limbs protested his movements as he attempted to sit up but whimpered at the feeling. He was sore on his lower end from nearly constant abuse. He laid down trying to piece together the odd memories of his heat. Anxiety flashing through him as he tried to remember if he had found any alpha help in it. But he recalled no one, so the soreness must have been from his own eagerness or desperation.

The click of a door opening caught his attention and he hunkered a bit into the sheets figuring to pretend to be asleep for whoever was coming in. Minty sweetness hit his nose and his muscles untensed to his surprise. He chewed his lip in debate. He knew he was at the OPA, the memory of the disturbing capture had been one of the first to return to him. So whoever this was likely worked for them.

He wasn’t prepared when the sheet that was over his head lifted and he let out an involuntary squeak of surprise letting his captor know he was awake. He was painfully aware of his nakedness and snatched the sheet back to wrap tightly around his body before he finally looked up at who had entered his room.

A snarl was on his lips but fell away as he took in the omega before him. She was beautiful. Probably around his mother’s age with snow white hair and calm grey eyes. She looked surprised to see him awake like this but gave a soft smile to see him lucid.

“W-Who are you?” Izuku managed out dumbly. Something itched at the back of his mind and this woman reminded him of someone but he couldn’t put his finger on it immediately. Mind still a bit slow from the after effects of heat. Although she didn’t seem to think badly on his reaction she tilted her head to look at him better from his hide away in the nest.

“You can call me Rei. It’s nice to finally speak to you Midoriya.” Rei said in a soft voice that rang like tinkling bells. Izuku wasn’t sure he was beholding a celestial being at the moment. Utterly beautiful and elegant, she made Izuku’s cheeks burn as he realized his state of dress and...oh god...she had been here to take care of him hadn’t she? The blush spread uninhibited down his neck as he realized in mortification what this lady had likely seen of him.

He jumped slightly when Rei reached out and slowly pulled the sheet down from his head letting his full expression be exposed to her. She looked at him in a way that felt maternal, almost like how he imagined his own mother would look at him when he was a child and sick in bed.

“I suppose you would like to bathe? I’ll set out some clothes for you and we can talk afterwards. I’m sure you must be very confused and scared.” She said knowingly. The blush burned brighter as he realized just how gross he felt. Dried slick and come coated his body beneath the flimsy sheets hiding him from the woman’s sight. He could die from the sheer indignity of it.

“Uh,” Izuku said intelligently. He didn’t know what to say to her like this but she didn’t seem to expect him to say much while he was in this state.

“The bath is over there.” Rei said pointing to a door on the other side of the room. She hesitated a moment as she looked down at him, concern etching her lovely features. “Are to walk?”

“YES!” His said a bit too loudly and quickly. But Rei just nodded in understanding. With that she excused herself from the room to give him his privacy again. Izuku stared at the door she had left through before looking around to the room he had spent his heat in. He scooted to the edge of the bed and set his feet on the floor.

Standing up let him feel the aches and soreness but nothing very painful. He shuffled his way to the bathroom with a sheet still wrapped around himself. Self conscious that Rei might return and see him. The bathroom he went into was spacious. But when he turned on the light he was nearly blinded. The entirety of the room was white and bright and he hissed as he blinked rapidly trying to adjust to it. A large tub and a walk-in shower with frosted panel glass greeted him. He debated for a moment which to use before settling on the bathtub. It would be nice to soak in the warm water.

The bliss was completely underestimated on his part as he sunk into the water. He let out a sigh of relief from it and settled. He methodically washed himself. Scrubbing away the remnants of lust sticking to his skin. However the warm water got to him and his eyes drooped.

He almost fell asleep while laying back in the tub when soft knocking came from the door making him alert once more. It was Rei who announced she had left some clothes for him on the bed. He quickly finished up after that, wanting to get out and figure out his current situation from Rei. In the bedroom he found white clothing, similar to hospital scrubs which slipped on snugly to his form. All the white around him was off putting and clinical.

When he cautiously opened the door Rei had disappeared through he was met with a simplistic lounge. He stepped into it to see Rei sitting in the other room, a small kitchen with a table the omega sat at. She smiled at him as he emerged before gesturing to a seat at the table. A cup of tea was set out and steaming for him.

“Let’s talk.” Rei said sipping her own tea.

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Izuku stared at her for a moment, eyes wary and skirting around the room to take in where he was. It seemed like a decent flat although it still held the odd white coloring wherever he looked. His eyes settled on Rei once more, still unsure of her intentions.

“It’s alright if you’re scared. Take your time.” Rei said giving a small smile before attending to her tea once more.

“We’re at the OPA aren’t we?” Izuku asked walking slowly towards the table. He didn’t know what he had expected but he had always envisioned a prison like building. But there were no bars in here, nor were there windows much to his dismay.

“Yes. Specifically in the Disorderly Ward.” Rei said seemingly amused at the title of the wing. Izuku didn’t take his eyes off her as he sat in his chair. He didn’t touch the tea in front of him, worried about what might be in it.

“And you are...What? A handler or…?” Izuku asked glancing down at the tea suspiciously. Rei’s face scrunched in distaste at his words, the expression still pretty on her face.

“No. I’m a resident of this ward. Think of me as your roommate.” Rei said. “Although since you’re out of your heat I suspect you will be moved soon.”

“Moved to where?” Izuku asked. He was barely acclimated to this room and the prospect of being sent to another unknown place had his anxiety spiking. Rei seemed relaxing, safe in a way like a mother would. She had helped to care for him through his heat and his omega immediately recognized her as safe in this new place.

“Perhaps a ward with omegas your age. They wouldn’t like you staying with me. I’ve haven’t been in good standing with them.” Rei said glancing towards a door that Izuku now assumed to be the entrance to their small flat. Izuku scrunched his brow in confusion suspicion rising once again. Rei had a pretty face that gave away no tells, so he had no idea if she was lying.

“Then why would they place me with you in the first place?” Izuku asked, knowing there needed to be a sufficient reason behind it. Rei blinked at him, as if the thought had just crossed her mind as well.

“I assume it is because you don’t have an alpha to help you. Normally in this place omegas already have an alpha chosen that will care for them through it. I’m the closest thing to a mother remaining in this facility and with you already in the throes of heat when you arrived they had to make a quick decision.” Rei explained thoughtfully. She seemed to gaze distantly with a slight frown as she pieced it together as well. At the mention of heat Izuku’s face flooded red with embarrassment.

“T-Thank you.” Izuku stuttered out quietly and expanded on it once Rei’s stormy eyes rested on him again, “For taking care of me.”

She must have read the mortification written across his face and voice because she sighed.

“It’s alright. And nothing to be embarrassed of Midoriya. It is something every omega is inflicted with at times. There’s no shame in what your body goes through.” Rei said smiling gently at him. But Izuku still couldn’t make the blush go away. She must have seen him at his lowest and most exposed. How could he be alright with that?

Rei was watching him with a mildly amused and melancholy look, a strange combination that she somehow managed to pull off. To spare him from further distress she decided to change a topic.

“I heard that you were just brought into the OPA. That you were raised out there. Tell me, how did you end up caught?” Rei asked. When Izuku shot here another suspicious glance she shrugged. Izuku looked down at the table pretending to find the tea very interesting as he tried to recall what had happened.

“I guess they found me in heat.” Izuku murmured. Vague flashes of the UA arena halls and a dark closet reached him.

“Ah, then this must have been you’re first. You would have hidden better if you knew your cycle.” Rei commented knowingly. Izuku just nodded. He didn’t know how much he should say to someone he didn’t know that much about. “Where were you when they found you?” Rei asked curiously.

“The UA sports festival.” Izuku answered and Rei’s eyes widened in surprise. Thoughts of Kacchan filtered into his brain and it finally occurred to him that he had no idea how long it had been since he last saw the alpha. He cut off Rei before she could voice anything else as a frantic question leapt from his tongue. “Wait! How long have I been here?!”

“Five days.” Rei answered and Izuku’s face paled considerably. Five days?! Oh god, Kacchan must be worried sick and his mom...wait his mother? Was she in trouble as well? What else had happened while he’s been locked away here?! How many people knew about him now? Did it matter since the OPA was now aware of it? Would Izuku even get out of here?

He wasn’t aware that he was hyperventilating until a cool soothing hand brushed into his still semi wet hair. He flinched at it automatically, sharp memories of a numbing hand stabbing into him. But when he looked up he only saw the concerned gaze of Rei.

“It’s alright. I know its a lot to take in. But for the moment focus on yourself instead of the outside.” Rei said as if speaking from experience. She was pumping out that sugar scent laced with mint, wrapping it around him as if tucking a blanket around him. Izuku couldn’t answer verbally so he just gulped and nodded. She hesitantly reached out once more and this time he didn’t flinch as she combed his unruly hair with adept fingers. After his breathing evened out Rei withdrew her hand to give him space.

“I need you to remain strong right now Midoriya. A check-in should be here soon. And Sakai will likely be the one to do it.” Rei said making Izuku look at her questioningly and she elaborated. “Sakai was the omega that brought you in. She has silver hair and a… distasteful quirk.” Rei said something close to disgust in her voice. Izuku knew immediately who that was. It was the woman with the quirk that made his feelings disappear. He definitely did not want to meet her again. “I take it you were on the receiving end of it?” Rei asked, voice quickly switching from disgust to soft concern.

“It was...not pleasant.” Izuku said finally taking a sip of the tea she had given him. The warmth helped to calm him.

“They call her quirk Calm. As long as she touches you she can stop any eradicate emotion from turning into action. Just keep your distance and she won’t be able to use it again.” Rei said. Izuku looked up at her curiously. It sounded like Rei wasn’t very fond of the handlers. And while she appeared relatively calm and graceful on the outside each time she spoke of the handlers her scent changed slightly. It was just a hint of something aggressive.

“Her quirk should be called Suppression.” Izuku muttered while nursing his cup. “Why would she even be helping the OPA?”

“Because she’s foolish and fragile.” Rei said. Izuku’s brow furrowed in confusion as he looked over trying to prompt her for more about such a strange answer. But a knocking resounded through the flat making Rei’s grey eyes narrow. “Speak of the devil.”

Rei rose from her seat and made her way towards the apartment door. Izuku sat his cup down and stood unsure of how he should deal with the people who had basically kidnapped him, under government orders or not. Rei stood at the door with her arms crossed, there was a buzzing and then the door clicked open. Not unlike a prison door might. Izuku hesitantly walked over but Rei waved for him to loiter in the background as the door opened.

There stood the short silver haired lady with dark eyes, Sakai, wearing a polite smile that twitched just a little as her eyes met the cold grey ones Rei had. Behind Sakai stood a large average looking man who had no scent, doubtless he was wearing lots of blocker and was likely a beta. Both dark blue uniforms indicating there status as staff in the OPA.

“Ah, good morning Rei.” Sakai greeted in a friendly manner that was met with cold indifference by Rei.

“Sakai. Tahara.” Rei said back out of obligation more than anything. Sakai’s dark eyes already slipped past Rei and spotted Izuku standing not far behind her. Sakai seemed to light up at seeing Izuku while Izuku wanted to shrink back away from her.

“Hello there Midoriya! I’m glad to see you up and about. I hope things weren’t completely terrible for your heat.” Sakai said. Izuku felt even more uncomfortable with her talking about it out loud, his cheeks heated with the slight humiliation in the knowledge that these people had seen him when he was a whimpering mess. Sakai took a step forward seemingly intending to enter the apartment only for Rei to put a porcelain arm out to the door frame blocking her advance.

“I’m sure he would like to rest. He only just woke up.” Rei said chin levelled and almost territorial pheromones leaking out at Sakai and her partner Tahara. The two omegas stared each other down for a second before Sakai became stern.

“I’ll try to be brief. The faster I can talk with him the faster I can leave.” Sakai reasoned as best she could with the omega in front of her. “I didn’t expect for you to start being so maternal Rei. Its quite surprising.” Sakai said. The innocent statement seemed to be like a barb aimed right at Rei as the omega actually growled at the shorter omega. It sounded even more scary coming from the dignified snow white woman.

“Alright now, calm down.” Tahara spoke up maneuvering a bit between them before appealing to Rei. “Please we’re just doing our job.”

Rei continued her icy glare at Sakai but eventually moved aside to allow them in much to Izuku’s dismay. Sakai smirked at that as she entered with Tahara looking tired already. Izuku was caught like a deer in the headlights as Sakai settled her gaze on him walking to him. The sickening scent of strawberries wafted over to him and he wasn’t sure he could ever like the fruit again after this.

Upon seeing her coming towards him Izuku back pedalled a bit to keep her at a comfortable distance. She paused as she noticed his reaction and frowned instead taking a more withheld posture and dampening her scent.

“How are you doing Midoriya? Do you feel any pain, nausea, or anything else right now?” she asked. In truth Izuku felt completely sore and he did feel a bit sick but he doubt the sickness had to due with post heat symptoms.

“I-I’m fine.” Izuku managed out as he remained tense eyes moving from Sakai to the big beta with her. Tahara seemed to have picked up on his nervousness rather quickly and turned away, showing his back to him in a display of non-hostility. Sakai nodded to his answer before frowning looking sad.

“I’m sorry that your introduction to us was… less than ideal.” Sakai said as if in grief at an unavoidable situation. “But things will be better from now on. I promise you’ll be safe here.” Sakai said sounding genuine but to Izuku it just sounded like a promise of an indefinite stay in this place. Her nice words held twisted meanings.

“I don’t want to be here.” Izuku said the words blurted out before he could stop them. Sakai’s eyes widened before a look that was the epitome of pity crossed her face. She seemed to chose her next words carefully.

“I know its probably very scary to be in a new place like this out of nowhere. But it will probably be the best home you will ever know, at least until we find you a mate.” Sakai said soothingly but to Izuku it just raised more alarms.

“Mate? A good home?” Izuku asked suddenly feeling angered that she would even suggest these seamless walls could compare to his mother’s arms. Angry at the implication that he needed to have a mate arranged for him. But Sakai miss took his questions, either not reading into his tone of anger or assuming he was still scared.

“Yes! You’ll find someone quickly who will cherish you. You’re a beautiful young omega, with an outstanding quirk that any alpha would be lucky to have. You will have the best home possible.” Sakai said encouragingly but it just made Izuku want to vomit. It was like she was talking about getting a pet adopted from a shelter.

“You’re sick.” Izuku said taking another step back from her and shaking his head. This lady had to be crazy. At his words Sakai stiffened and her dark eyes shot a quick glare at Rei who hovered close to Izuku.

“Now I know you probably heard some terrible things about us from your old caretakers-”

“My mother, ” Izuku bit out at her venomously. “Simply told me that you would keep me shut away from the world. My mother wanted to give me the chance to be free to make my own choices. Now tell me, where is my mother ?”

Izuku had emphasized the word this maniac seemed to find no value in when his mother was the person closest to him besides Kacchan. Sakai seemed taken aback by his rant before glaring at Rei some more.

“I knew it was a mistake to house him with you. You’re already scaring him-” Sakai started to say to Rei only to have Izuku cut her off, his hands balled up at his sides.

“Where is my mom?!” Izuku asked loudly glaring right at the woman. He felt bolder with Rei now standing right next to him. Sakai lost any of the friendliness that she had as she frowned deeply at him.

“She should have never kept you. She had no right to expose you to that kind of danger. Now she’ll be paying the price for that. The court ruled yesterday that she’ll be serving ten years.” Sakai said coldly and Izuku’s mouth fell open in shock. His mom… was going to be jailed?! His eyes glistened and his scent became tinged with distress. It was then Rei stepped in front of him blocking him off from the regretful looking Sakai.

“I think you’ve said enough. Leave.” Rei said. The room became ten degrees cooler making Izuku shiver and Tahara turn back around in concern to watch Rei carefully. But he didn’t move against Rei. Instead his big hand clapped onto Sakai’s shoulder.

“Yes, I think we’ve over stayed our welcome.” Tahara said steering the ruffled Sakai towards the door. “Please take care of Midoriya for us Rei.” Tahara said politely as he shuffled them out the door. Rei followed on his heels while Sakai looked back at the still shocked Izuku.

“It will just take a little time. You’ll see that I’m right Midoriya.” Sakai called only to have Rei close the door in her face. A moment of silence fell around them before Rei turned back to look at him.

“T-They’re punishing her when she did nothing wrong. That’s not fair.” Izuku whispered the tears breaking and falling down his cheeks. Before he realized what was happening Rei had enveloped him into a hug. A hand carefully cradled the back of his head while he continued. “I can’t stay here. I-I have to do something! She didn’t do anything-”

“Shh I know.” Rei soothed, scent comforting as Izuku started to break down more on this semi stranger’s chest. Rei hummed to him allowing him to cry out his frustrations. “You remind me of my son.” Rei whispered so quietly Izuku wasn’t sure he heard it.


~OC Background~

Profile: Sakai Haru

Age: 28

Status: Female Omega, ambassador (handler assistant)

Appearance: Short silver hair, black eye color, height at 168 cm

Quirk: Calm, Has to have her entire hand touching the surface of another's skin for activation. Will suppress violent tendencies and most emotions. Over-usage can lead to hand numbness and temporary paralysis of fingers.


Profile: Tahara Kijuro

Age: 31

Status: Male Beta, Handler

Appearance: Large man, brown hair and eyes, height 215 cm

Quirk: Light bubbles, despite his sometimes intimidating exterior Tahara's quirk is quite harmless. He can produce glowing bubbles in varying sizes. He can control the brightness of these and usually only uses them as night lights for his twin daughters at home. Over-usage causes head aches (along with dealing with his coworker at times).

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Inko sat staring at her hands. Her fingers were interlaced with each other and her anxiety caused her to occasionally squeeze them together. On her wrists, glinting back at her, were a pair of heavy handcuffs. She herself wore the ugly and glaring orange outfit that she often imagined her husband sporting instead of herself. The door on the other side of the meeting room opened causing her to glance up and then down to spot the short statured and strange looking principal standing there.

Nedzu closed the door behind himself and came over to the chair positioned on the other side of the glass. He hoisted himself up onto and turned sitting before her as if meeting her in his office. Silence fell between them. Inko felt a lot of things at the moment, anger, sadness, and fear clouded her mind making her unsure of what she wanted to say to him first.

“How are you Mrs. Midoriya?” Ndezu asked politely, he wore a smile like he had any time she had seen him and she clenched her fists. How could he smile right now?

“I thought you had said Izuku’s secret would be safe with you and Aizawa.” Inko said finding her voice through her maternal anger and ignoring the other beta’s question. How could she have let any of this happen? Her mind brought up a clear picture. A number written in the terrible handwriting of her husband. It was the emergency contact number, given to her years ago before Hisashi had left for his ‘work’. Maybe he had been right. Maybe she needed a monster to protect her family if heroes couldn’t do it.

“And it was. But plans do not always stay on track.” Nedzu sighed, his tail flicking a bit in his own irritation. “Unfortunately, someone beyond the jurisdiction of UA discovered your son’s secret. I’m sorry for that. And for what you’re facing now.” Nedzu stated mournfully. He frowned as he saw tears slip out of Inko’s eyes and her lip wobble.

“I’m never going to see him again am I?” Inko said voice cracking and face crumbling as she hid it into her hands to muffle the sob that escaped her. Not even with UA’s background support in her trial had made a difference in the outcome. In the end the court was responsible for upholding the law, which meant Inko never had a chance.

“Well, in my life I’ve known that things never go according to plan Mrs. Midoriya. While it may have been feasible to hide your son’s status for a few years or so it was inevitable that his status would be discovered at some point. Especially when he has chosen to put himself in the spotlight as a hero.” Nedzu commented.

Inko’s eyes widened. Was he saying this had all been a hopeless endeavor from the beginning? Then why had he even helped them? This was cruel. Her husband was right to have wanted to hide Izuku away from the world. She should have never encouraged him like this. At least he would have been free even if he had to sacrifice a dream for that freedom.

“Which is why we always have countermeasures and back up plans.” Nedzu said making Inko stare at him in disbelief. “I expect Midoriya will be released back to UA in another day.” the small white creature said leaving Inko baffled.

“W-What? How? He’s already been discovered. Why would they- How can you say that?” Inko said blinking out tears and curling her fists until they were white knuckled. Hope bloomed in her chest and she hated herself for it. She didn’t want to feel it trampled once again if this failed. The pain of losing Izuku once already had her feeling like her heart was cut out of her chest. So having it happen a second time might be unbearable.

“Despite how the laws are today, they were once in a much better balance of rights for omegas. In the  early days of the OPA the facility was used as a safe haven for unmated omega’s to spend their heats in, or they could opt in for protected housing there. When they had started to require omega’s to live within these facilities they still had omega’s with careers outside. There was a simple law that an omega under contract would not be required to live in facilities and would only need to return for heats. But as the OPA began to take in omegas immediately after birth that law became obsolete when omegas never really gained the chance to get a job in the first place. I dare say it was forgotten about.” Nedzu said he’s beady eyes twinkling as Inko pieced it together.

“Izuku was signed into UA as an apprentice for Recovery Girl. I remember the paperwork you gave us the day we came to visit.” Inko murmured. Izuku had only needed to sign the bottom of one document with her cementing his place at UA without the need to take the entrance exam. It had been such a menial moment, Inko never knew it would possible be their saving grace.

“B-But will they allow that? He was a minor, an assumed beta, and I...I’m not even considered his rightful guardian.” Inko said bitterly feeling her hope wither at the edges.

“Ah but you see, UA does not hire based on secondary gender status. Its written no where in our hiring that omegas are excluded. And yes, technically you are not qualified to sign for permission for Midoriya’s employment. Luckily a certified handler has signed permission for this contract as well.” Nedzu said. “Aizawa signed off on it as Midoriya’s teacher, approving his employment even if it disrupted his class. Subsequently, a representative for the OPA officially signed the paperwork in the eyes of the law.” Nedzu said clapping his paws together in finality. Inko stared at him. It was like this mammal had predicted it all from the very beginning.

“But if they argue that the paperwork was signed under false pretenses…” Inko murmured looking at the principal with rapt attention now, desperate to make sure this beta had secured her son’s future when she couldn’t.

“Eraserhead is a pragmatic hero. If required to re-affirm his approval for Midoriya’s continued apprenticeship I highly doubt his answer would change. He judges others harshly on their merit before anything else. And I believe your son has proved himself invaluable as a future hero in his eyes.” Nedzu said before his smile turned slightly to a frown. “While we think we can help your son. I’m afraid we have no way to shield you from these repercussions. I’m sorry Mrs. Midoriya.”

Inko had tears streaming down her face.

“I don’t care.” Inko said quietly making the principal tilt his head. “I don’t care what happens to me. As long as Izuku gets to live happily and free. That’s all I ever wanted. Even if I have to see it from a distance. I’m sure my son will shine brighter than the stars. Even if we’re separated by an unimaginable distance…” Inko said pausing to shake with another sob. “I still want to make sure he’s smiling brightly like the hero he’s always wanted to be.”

Nedzu waited a moment to allow Inko to cry a bit. She was going to let go of the one most precious thing she’s ever had. She would have to entrust that Izuku, and the people he trusted, would do what she could no longer do. She truly was a good mother.

“I also hope that your son becomes a beacon of sorts.” Nedzu spoke up drawing Inko’s attention back to him. She tried hard to compose herself but Nedzu didn’t expect her to pull herself together completely yet. “Your son will need to show everyone that omegas can handle the world themselves. Despite how lucky we are that we have this loophole I doubt the OPA will leave it open after this. They will appeal to have this law re-written or dissolved. Midoriya will be in a race against time to prove himself in the eyes of the public. For once the bureaucracy will be in our favor as it will take time for the OPA to get this brought up. So tell me, Mrs. Midoriya, do you think your son can do it? Can I bet my school’s reputation on him?”



 “I’m going.” Hisashi snarled turning on his heels and ready to go and reclaim the family he has been missing for nearly a decade. He’s waited long enough and after what was just revealed to him they needed him now more than ever.

“I would not advise that Dragon.” came the cold voice of the other alpha. Hisashi turned to glare at the man sitting there. All for One was frowning at him and the alpha pheromones clashed with Hisashi’s own, if any other person where in the room right now they might suffocate from the clash of scents. Hisashi was half tempted to ignore the seemingly crippled man but his instincts screamed to listen to the stronger alpha. He wasn’t one to go against instinct.

“And why would that be?” Hisashi growled glaring green eyes at the man.

“For now, your family is removed from the situation. You won’t have to worry about them getting caught in the cross fire of this war against heroes.” All for One reasoned while Hisashi paced in front of him still slightly baring his teeth.

“And leave my son to the mercy of whatever alpha they sell him off to? I think not.” Hisashi spat, his throat glowed a bit and smoke escaped the edges of his mouth. All for One had just informed him of his son’s capture to the OPA and his wife’s imprisonment. How could he just sit here when this was happening? He had bluffed these threats to his wife to keep them safe when Inko was getting weak to his method of protection. But he had not thought it would ever come true. Whoever had caused this was going to pay. That much Hisashi vowed.

“I’m disappointed Dragon. Its as if you think I don’t have my own workers in  such trivial places like the prison or OPA. You would do well to not underestimate my influence.” All for One said smoothly making the hackles rise for Hisashi. He narrowed his eyes at the man who looked half dead yet had more power than most living men. Even government run places would not be safe from him. Hisashi didn’t like being under a thumb, it created fury for a feral to be tamed.

“If I help you with crushing your enemies, the heroes of this country, then I want to be free from service afterwards. And a guarantee for my family’s safety.” Hisashi said boldly. It was the first time he had asked to cut ties but he was not dumb. Whatever happened after All for One made his goals would not be Hisashi’s problem. When Hisashi got his family back he was going to take them out of this country, some place further and safer from this mess.

“I’ll do one better. Help me kill All Might, a single hero, and I’ll never ask for your services again.” All for One said, a smile coming to his face. Hisashi didn’t like it when the man smiled. But this was the best deal he would ever get from this evil man. Once All Might was dead his family would be free. It was more than worth it.


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“No. We get to choose our alpha.” the blonde girl said wrinkling her brow in confusion at Izuku’s question. Izuku gave her a baffled look as well. They were both sitting in a common area within the facility. Apparently they wanted Izuku socialized with other omega’s his age, a deemed healthy thing to do. 

So he had left the flat with Rei to join omegas in what looked to be a recreation area. This blonde girl had come up to him in excitement bouncing a little as she met him. She had clear blue eyes and a bubbly attitude and very little knowledge as to what personal space was. Jun was her name, she had a healing quirk like him and beautiful white wings that made her look angelic. 

“B-But how would you even meet them?” Izuku asked in frustration. It was clear the other omega had been raised here. She was happy to remain in the facility although she asked a million questions about what it was like outside in regular society. 

“Oh the caretakers arrange meetings for us to meet alphas.” Jun said brightening. Izuku grimaced at that. He had a feeling meeting alphas just meant meeting rich or highly influenced alphas that were seeking a mate. Caretakers are what Jun called the handlers. Izuku glanced over his shoulder and could see some walking around between clumps of omegas around the room. They all seemed to be kind and helpful but it made Izuku’s skin crawl somehow still. “Are you alright?”

“Huh?” Izuku said looking back at Jun only to find her leaning in close to him. Her scent filled his nose, the smell of vanilla and sweets curling under his nose. Omegas didn’t wear blockers in the facility so the room was bloated with the sweet scent of omegas around the room. Izuku felt completely exposed without the blockers and when he had first entered this room he had felt dizzy from the exposure of all the foreign scents. Was this what it was like for Kacchan when he didn’t wear blockers?

“You looked a bit pale.” Jun explained still not backing off from him so Izuku leaned away from her. 

“I-It’s just...weird here.” Izuku said trying to wave her off. She sat back in her seat while tilting her head observing him and frowning. 

“Did Rei tell you it was bad here?” Jun asked innocently. At the mention of the older omega Izuku glanced to where Rei stood leaning against a wall and looking out the window that overlooked a small courtyard. “I think she’s just a bit unhappy because she can’t see her children.” Jun said quietly looking over at the woman sadly. Jun’s wings drooped at the thought, this omega seemed to be very genuine and Izuku felt bad knowing Jun didn’t even realize what she was missing by being here.

“Why is she here if she was mated?” Izuku asked curiously. He remembered hearing her murmur something about a son. It struck him as odd that she would be separated from them. Jun looked uncomfortable at the question but she was too honest of a person not to tell him.

“Well, I don’t know the full story, but I heard she had a mental break down and may have hurt someone. Maybe one of her own children.” Jun whispered to him. “It must have been scary out there. I can’t imagine going around with so many unknown alphas. At least we know the OPA gives us good alphas to meet. But you never know when you’re out there.” Jun said nodding along like the story made complete sense in her mind. 

Izuku paused at that explanation. The story was very familiar to one he had already heard. In fact, Rei’s cold quirk was making sense to him now too. His eyes widened and he couldn’t help the question that slipped through his lips. 

“Wait. Is she mated to Endeavor? Is her name Todoroki Rei?!” Izuku blurted out of shock. And then even more mortification as he realized Todoroki’s mother had taken care of him during his heat. No wonder she had seemed vaguely familiar. Todoroki very obviously took after his mother in the look department.

“Shhh!!” Jun said frantically even putting a hand over Izuku’s mouth before looking over at Rei. The woman didn’t seem to have noticed anything and Jun sighed in relief before turning back to Izuku. “You can’t say that name around her. Rei doesn’t like being called the T word.”

Izuku nodded. He would guess so after hearing the story from Todoroki himself. He looked over at the woman with a new found understanding of who she was. If Jun said they could choose their alphas, how had Rei chosen Endeavor? Had he tricked her? Was Jun going to be tricked too? Izuku’s heart squeezed at the thought. 

After that Jun changed the subject to much lighter topics, mostly asking about sweet shops Izuku had been to. She was back to her bubbly self rather quickly while Izuku felt uneasy as he looked around at all the other omegas who would share fates similar to Jun. 


Later that evening Izuku was back in the flat alone with Rei. He itched to ask her questions. Maybe tell her about how her son was faring in UA. But he found himself unable to bring up the subject. So instead they offered each other comfortable silence with occasional small talk. Rei had brought out books for him to entertain himself with while she herself settled into a chair in the living room with one spread open in her lap.

A knock on the door interrupted their quiet evening. Rei looked up in a curious manner, apparently she hadn’t been expecting any visitors. She stood up and went to the door opening it to find a friendly Tahara standing there. Izuku tensed expecting that Sakai would be here as well but to his surprise the large beta handler entered without his partner.

“Ah forgive me for intruding Rei.” Tahara said apologetically. 

“Tahara, its interesting to see you without Sakai.” Rei said mirroring Izuku’s thoughts. The partners must be together a lot when they were working. “May I ask why you are here?”

“Right. I came with some news for Midoriya.” Tahara said turning to Izuku who frowned still keeping his distance. Even if Tahara didn’t seem like a bad person he was still one of the people who brought Izuku here. “If you have anything you want to take with you please get it now. You’re being released into a handler’s custody.”

Both Izuku and Rei blinked in surprise. Rei herself had never heard of such a thing happening and Izuku was baffled. He had been lucid for two days here at the facility and he hadn’t expected to be released unless he escaped himself. 

“What do you mean?” Rei asked narrowing her eyes at him. Tahara looked a bit uncomfortable under Rei’s gaze but stood his ground.

“I don’t know all the details, but I do know that Erasurehead is here to pick him up. The higher ups have given approval. And as you could guess Sakai is spitting fire at them for it.” Tahara said rubbing the back of his head. 

“Mr. Aizawa is here?” Izuku asked finally coming closer. Did that mean that UA had gotten him released? Tahara nodded to his question shifting from foot to foot clearly ready to get away from Rei’s cold gaze. 

“Yes, please gather your things and follow me.” Tahara urged. Izuku gave him a weird look. Izuku didn’t have anything. Not even his UA uniform that they had found him in. He had been wondering where his red shoes were, mourning their loss. He hoped they would be given back to him.

“Let’s go.” Izuku said suddenly eager to be away from this place. He wanted to see his teacher and hopefully gain freedom again. Tahara went out the door and gestured for him to follow Izuku started after him but paused beside Rei who still looked confused as to why this was happening. “Um, Rei?”

She turned to him grey eyes focusing on his cloudy with thoughts. Izuku looked determined and a bit torn as he addressed her. The look of someone who makes hard promises. 

“I promise I’ll work on making things better. For all of us.” Izuku pledged. He felt heavy as he realized he was leaving her and all the other omegas to their little bubble. Isolated from the world. “I’m going to try to change things for everyone. I won’t leave you all here.” 

Rei’s eyes widened before a small smile came to her lips. It made her look graceful once again like an angel. Izuku briefly wondered if Todoroki would look like this if her smiled more. She looked at Izuku warmly.

“Thank you.” Rei said the comforting sugar scent leaving her once more. With that Izuku hesitantly went out the door. It clicked shut behind him and Rei stood there for a moment once again alone. She turned back to her empty flat and sighed. Having a young boy around her again kept bringing up memories of her own child and it made her omega pine. Her thoughts drifted to her own son and she couldn’t help to wonder out loud to herself about him.

“I wonder where you are now...Touya.” she murmured to nobody in particular. It had been so long since she had seen her son’s face. Izuku had reminded her so much of him. Perhaps Izuku could be an important part in her plans.


“They should revoke your license!!” Sakai spat absolutely snarling at the dark haired hero who had even dared come to pick the little omega up. She couldn’t believe the higher ups had agreed to let Midoriya leave. It was like a sentence to suffering for the child. Of course she knew why they had agreed to it. Cornered by some irrelevant law they were going to use the boy to have UA eviscerated in the eyes of the public. An omega training to be a hero? The outrage. But she couldn’t stand that Izuku was going to be put up as a sacrifice of sorts.

The boy being a publically unmated omega he’d be a target any criminal would go after in a heartbeat. They were just going to let him throw himself into danger. What was the point of this agency if they didn’t protect omegas?!

Aizawa scrunched his nose at the copious amounts of distress pheromones filing the waiting room he was in. He recognized this omegan woman from the retrieval team that had come for his student. He simply stood there letting her rage at him. She could yell and throw a fit all she wanted. It wouldn’t change that Izuku was coming home with him. He kept his scent muted, even though he had about three layers of blockers on from the required entry of the facility. 

He didn’t know what her deal was. Clearly she had some kind of serious grudge against omegan freedom which was paradoxical considering her own omega status. It didn’t matter though because the door to the room opened and Midoriya entered with the other handler Aizawa had met already. Immediately upon seeing his mentor the omega predictably teared up.

“Mr. Aizawa.” Izuku murmured quickly wiping away the tears. Sakai had stopped her fury once the others had entered the room and now glared at him openly. 

“Are you alright Midoriya?” Aizawa asked just the slightest bit uncomfortable from Izuku’s reaction. The omega nodded while trotting over to him. “Good. I’m taking you home.”

“I can’t wait.” Izuku managed to say around his tightening throat. He had really thought he was doomed to this place, that his dreams had been crushed. He felt utter relief washing over him. 

“Don’t forget the condition for his release.” Sakai spat before barging out of the room. There were tears in her own eyes and Tahara could only give her a sympathetic glance as she disappeared. Sighing Tahara closed the door behind her and turned back to the two in the room.

“It’s on the table.” he said simply. Izuku didn’t know what they were talking about until he turned to look. There on the table, was a collar.

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When Izuku stepped out of the facility he felt a little sick. The collar was thick but light and cushioned against his skin. It still didn’t change the implications it brought upon him. Aizawa hadn’t really said much to him since they left the building. He had simply bundled Izuku into his waiting car and they were driving back into the city. Izuku didn’t know exactly where the facility had been located but just seeing the city coming back into view made him feel better about it. 

“Um, do you have my phone? I want to call Kacchan.” Izuku asked looking over at his teacher and breaking the tense silence between them. Aizawa grimaced knowing that Bakugou would want to abandon his internship immediately. It was only three days in but Best Jeanist had informed him of at least five escape attempts by the blonde. Half the reason Bakugou was being trained with one of the top pros was to simply keep him in place. 

If the young angry alpha went up throwing out demands and snarling it could have ruined negotiations. But Aizawa trusted that Jeanist could handle the explosive blonde so he nodded to Izuku’s request. He pointed to the bag in the back seat.

“It should be in there.” Aizawa grunted. Izuku glanced back curiously at it. It held his cleaned UA uniform that the OPA had confiscated from him along with whatever else had been in his pockets. Izuku already had his red shoes back, having changed into them to get rid of the slippers from the facility. He reached back and snatched the bag opening it and grabbing the phone but before he could even turn it on Aizawa stopped him. 

“I would rather you didn’t though. I don’t know if the OPA tampered with anything while you were in custody. They could have bugged the phone.” Aizawa said cautiously. The alpha was also unsure if the collar had anything sneaky as well, just another thing to check once they got back to campus. Izuku deflated at that before looking down at the phone longingly. He just wanted to hear Kacchan’s voice right now. He, more than anything, wanted to be with the alpha just to get his scent back in his nose and be able to cuddle. But if the OPA had tampered with it that meant he couldn’t risk getting the Bakugou’s in trouble. 

“Alright.” Izuku said setting the phone aside. Right. He didn’t want them to end up like his mother. Izuku felt tears prick his eyes as he realized he wouldn’t be seeing his mother when he went home. Without Inko or Kacchan, Izuku felt incredibly alone all of a sudden. 

“He and the rest of the class are out on internships with heroes and agencies. We figured it would be best to disperse the class quickly to avoid questioning and the internships were coming up anyway.” Aizawa explained to his student. Izuku glanced up with interest.

“Where did Kacchan get in at?” Izuku asked trying to distract himself from more sad thoughts. 

“He was the first place winner at the sports festival so he had the pick of the bunch really. However he wasn’t exactly cooperative.” Aizawa said grimacing at the image of Bakugou chained and practically feral at the festival. It wasn’t much different to how they had to lock him up before the internship was chosen for him. “He ended up with Best Jeanist-”

“Best Jeanist?!” Izuku exclaimed in awe. “He’s the 4th ranked hero right now. Kacchan really did amazing...I wish I could have seen it.” Izuku muttered pride for Bakugou swelling his chest before getting the bitter feeling of sadness tainting it once again. It was probably recorded somewhere right?

“If you know his number you can use my phone to call him instead.” Aizawa grunted producing his phone from a pocket after seeing Izuku’s expression. Izuku immediately perked up and grabbed the phone. “Just please don’t make him abandon his internship.”

Izuku paused before nodding, deflating just a little as he realized it would still be a while before he saw Bakugou again. No matter how much he missed Bakugou it would be selfish to rip him away from an opportunity like that. Of course that didn’t mean they couldn’t talk.

He eagerly clicked the numbers he had memorized easily as he came to a compromise to just talk. He hit call and listened intently waiting to hear Kacchan’s voice. Every ring had his heart clenching and he half feared that maybe Bakugou wouldn’t be able to pick up. His heart pounded once the phone was suddenly picked up and before Izuku could say anything Bakugou was already talking. 

“You better have some news about Deku old man or I’m going to fucking-”

“Kacchan.” Izuku said. Really it just slipped out and he had to blink back tears. When did he start feeling so empty and why hadn’t he noticed until he heard Kacchan’s voice? There was a moment of silence on the other side of the line before the alpha seemed to snap out of shock.

“Deku?” Bakugou said before growling, “Where are you right now? I’m going to come over to you. Are you okay? If those fuckers hurt you I swear I’ll-”

“I’m fine Kacchan.” Izuku interrupted the rant before Bakugou could start going into gruesome detail on what he would do. He couldn’t help the smile that spread across his lips at hearing Kacchan talk like that. He quickly wiped away the tears as if scared the alpha could see them. “I-I just got out. I’m heading home right now. But you should stay where you are. Aizawa told me you’re on your internship with Best Jeanist and I don’t want you to miss it.” Izuku said, it was half a lie. He kind of wanted Bakugou to come running to him but that was too selfish. 

“Fuck this I’m coming to see you.” Bakugou snarled into the phone.


“No!” Bakugou shouted at him through the phone making him wince at the volume. “You were fucking kidnapped Deku. I’m going to come see you. It’s not like you were just off on vacation and everything is fine. Those bastards took you when you were...when you were…” Bakugou said the sudden rant halting a bit as the alpha was unsure how to voice it. 

“I know.” Izuku said quietly. A moment of silence fell between them before Bakugou broke it with a quiet and very loaded question. 

“They didn’t...Nothing happened...Were you-? Are you okay Deku?” Bakugou said trying his hardest to word it in a way that wouldn’t sound terrible. But Izuku knew what he was asking. Did anything happen during his heat? Was he bonded to some stranger? 

“Nothing happened.” Izuku confirmed in a steady voice. Kacchan must have been out of his mind with worry and it seemed like he was kept with minimal information. Izuku was frankly surprised the whole city hadn’t been levelled by the hot headed alpha. Kacchan paused on the other side of the phone clearly waiting to see if he could detect any lie in Deku’s voice before giving a deep sigh of relief. 

“I’m going to ditch out of here as soon as I can. I’ll be back sometime tonight.” Bakugou said immediately raising protest from Izuku.

“Kacchan, you can’t abandon your internship.” Izuku said resolutely even as his heart squeezed at the thought of seeing Bakugou.

“I won’t. I’m just going to come see you tonight and then go back to this shitty place in the morning.” Katsuki growled clearly displeased by the compromise they were coming to. Izuku couldn’t help but light up at the prospect before he noticed Aizawa glancing at him.

“Um, Kacchan is going to come over tonight and then go back in the morning.” Izuku said in a tone that was more questioning, asking for permission. Aizawa sighed looking like this would be a bigger headache than he wanted. 

“Get him to put Best Jeanist on the phone so I can confirm these plans.” Aizawa grunted unhappily while the omega next to him looked to be buzzing with excitement. 


Izuku had barely opened the door after hearing the knock before he was being crushed against the chest of the alpha. The familiar caramel scent washing over Izuku and enveloping him as tightly as the arms around him. They stood in the entryway to Izuku and Aizawa’s home and Izuku indulged himself in rubbing his face into Bakugou’s collar bone.

“Its good to see you.” Izuku mumbled against him while he felt one of Bakugou’s hands snake up into his hair to keep his face tucked against him. As if the blonde were worried Izuku would pull away soon. Izuku’s heart was practically melting to be able to be near him. When he had come home to an empty house with only the faintest scent of his mother from her room he had felt even worse. 

But those feelings were swept away just from Bakugou’s embrace.

“Would you mind closing the door?” came a blunt call from down the hall. Izuku managed to glance over his shoulder at where Aizawa stood with arms crossed his usual tired look watching them. Izuku’s face heated as he realized they might have been standing there longer than he thought while Bakugou actually let out a growl at the other alpha. 

“Um, yeah. Kacchan come on.” Izuku said tugging the taller boy further into the home and letting the door shut. As they went to pass Aizawa he held out an arm to stop them. 

“He’s only staying for an hour. And you’re both staying in my line of sight.” Aizawa said uncompromisingly. 

“What the fuck? Why?” Bakugou bristled red eyes lighting with fury and his teeth baring. Izuku squeezed his hand next to him giving an equally baffled look at Aizawa.

“Because he is a problem child.” Aizawa dead panned pointing at Izuku making the omega blink. “And both of you have internships first thing in the morning. It’s already late.”

True, it was already late in the evening and frankly Izuku was a bit surprised Bakugou was staying awake. But that was besides the point. Did Aizawa just say both of them have internships?! Izuku was in shock that he had stopped listening while Bakugou was snapping as the other alpha trying to get longer time spent with him.

“What- Who am I interning with?” Izuku managed out interrupting the squabble. It seemed too soon after everything that was happening to him but Izuku was almost jumping at a chance for a distraction, especially since he and Kacchan would still be apart for a while. 

“We can’t exactly have you leaving campus right now so we’re having a teacher cover it for you.” Aizawa said making Izuku run through a mental list of the pro staff here at UA. “You’re interning with Snipe.”

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Izuku snuggled closer. Both he and Bakugou were laid across the couch laying side by side with Aizawa sitting in the kitchen focusing on grading a few papers while sparing them glances every now and then. He had just recounted his week apart from Kacchan to the alpha in whispers, or at least as much as he could. His head just had vague fuzziness and sexual frustrations as memories from his heat. He remembered feeling so stressed and tortured and it made him shudder never wanting to go through another heat again. He had been so out of it, it was scary to realize how helpless he would have been if he were around someone untrustworthy. Izuku didn’t go into specifics about his heat as his face was already flushed deeply at just saying the few things he did. 

When he had mentioned Rei he felt a rumble from Bakugou looking up to see the alpha growling in distaste at the thought of anyone being near him while he was so compromised. It only got worse as Izuku described the way the omegas there had seemed so complacent in the facility, all but Rei. And then when Izuku had detailed about Sakai the alphas hands heated up and twitched obviously pissed beyond belief. 

“This is all bullshit.” Bakugou growled eyes dropping to look at the thick black collar around Izuku’s neck. He reached out to feel the material and tug lightly on it, his scowl deepening. “How the fuck did they even get away with this shit?”

“I-I don’t know. You’d think it would be against their morals to demand I stop hiding being an omega. This collar practically shouts my status to everyone. Its...exposing.” Izuku muttered feeling his stomach roll slightly at the thought of walking into class or through the halls and having everyone realize his deepest secret. 

“Its a power show.” Bakugou tsked making Izuku look up at him questioningly. “Their looking to incite outrage. You wearing that shit could definitely spark it much less being thrust into the spotlight as a hero student. But if asked why they can claim its for you’re on safety to protect your neck. Desperate measures for such a dangerous job. But one ultimately pointless besides fucking humiliating you. Any villain with a decent quirk could probably get rid of that easily.” 

Izuku froze mind immediately going to Tomura’s quirk. How long would it take for an alpha like that to get rid of the collar? Maybe a second? He began to feel even worse about the situation, the faintest tinge of distress leaking into his scent making Bakugou stiffen realizing he wasn’t helping. 

“Shit. Sorry Deku.” Bakugou grumbled leaning down and nuzzling into the top of his head. Izuku accepted the attempt to placate him affectionately. He couldn't describe how elated he was just to have Bakugou there right now. Izuku had no pack left. 

His mother was... sitting alone in a cell? The image of his sweet mother sitting on a cot behind bars probably worried out of her mind cut into his heart. His father? Maybe lurking somewhere in the dark doing who knows what. And… Toma-chan. Where was he? Somewhere in the dark loitering with criminals? Would he and his dad meet?

“Deku that’s not the stuff to think about right now. Just relax.” Bakugou’s voice grounded him back and Izuku knew he had probably just mutter it out loud. Izuku nodded but his scent was still dampened, weighed down by the heaviness of having no one left. Scoffing Bakugou suddenly rolled over on top of him, letting his dead weight lay atop Izuku making the smaller omega wheeze.

“K-Kacchan! Get off!” Izuku sputtered in surprise blushing furiously at how close Bakugou was. He could feel heat from the alpha lingering through their clothes and red eyes glittered with fresh mirth and a grin at his reaction. 

“Make me Deku.” Bakugou growled. Izuku couldn’t help the heat that rose to his face. He had finished his heat not that long ago and having the alpha loitering over him was not helping. But before his thoughts could really run away with the situation a rolled up batch of papers smacked Bakugou on the back of the head making the blonde’s teasing expression twist immediately into a pissed off look as the action immediately reminded him of his hag of a mother. 

Bakugou looked up glaring at Aizawa who stood behind the couch looking down at them with a frown. 

“Back it up. You guys have ten minutes left.” Aizawa warned while Bakugou sat up followed closely by Izuku. Izuku’s heart clenched as he realized how soon Bakugou would be leaving and he unconsciously put a hand on his arm while Bakugou continued glaring at Aizawa as the man walked away. 

Izuku leaned forward, letting his forehead rest on Bakugou’s shoulder.

“I don’t want you to go.” Izuku admitted his throat tightening. He berated himself in his head for his selfish words knowing it might make Bakugou try to stay when he had an important internship to go to. He felt Bakugou wrap an arm around him and rub his back.

“I don’t want to either.” Bakugou said quietly. 

“But you have to.” Izuku managed out pushing down that selfish wish. Bakugou was quiet for a moment longer before nodding. 

“Yeah.” he said simply. His scent betrayed all the frustrations and anger the alpha was trying to keep a lid on. Izuku wondered if Bakugou could tell how much he yearned for the alpha to stay. “But I’m not leaving you Deku. I’m staying by your side. We're both going to get stronger tomorrow okay?” the alpha said as if he could read all of Izuku’s insecurities and were trying to quell them. Izuku nodded reluctantly and soon he had to bid the alpha goodbye. 

Izuku curled up in his bed and tried to stir determination in his chest. Kacchan was right. He’d get stronger tomorrow.


“Settle. Breath. Concentrate.” 

Izuku took in a deep breath before holding up the hand gun one more time taking his new mentor’s words to heart. It was the second day of the internship and he found that working with Snipe was actually turning out to be great. The first day had just been him going over safety procedures with Izuku over various guns and situations. Normally hero students went through firearm training in the second half of their second year so he was definitely excited to be getting ahead. He had taken diligent notes and studied them last night while snuggled deep into a blanket that had Bakugou’s scent all over it. 

“Alright shoot.” Snipe said and Izuku pulled the trigger. He was still nervous with using the weapon so his aim was pretty crappy but Izuku perked up when he saw he managed to get pretty close to the center of the target. 

“Wow this is getting a bit easier.” Izuku said to himself surprised in his own progress. 

“Yes. You are picking this up quickly.” Sinpe acknowledged making Izuku smile to himself. Of course he wasn’t as skilled as Snipe was especially with Snipe’s quirk in play to aid in his aiming. But Snipe had proved to be very knowledgeable about shooting even without his quirk. As long as Izuku kept up practice he’d become proficient soon and maybe a master of it in the future. “We’ll keep shooting this large target for another hour and then I’ll start switching it to smaller ones. By the end of today you should be able to at least hit the smaller targets.”

“Alright.” Izuku nodded taking his stance once more and firing at the target set up against a tree in front of him. Snipe was a laid back mentor preferring to let Izuku learn by trial and error and only stepping in to give minute tips and changes to aid him. The beta teacher was patient and his presence didn’t bother Izuku very much. 

Izuku had been informed that his scent blockers were no longer to be used, a decision made by Nedzu himself. Sure, he didn’t have to hide from the OPA anymore and it was only a matter of time until his status became public knowledge, but it now felt like he was walking around with a neon sign pointing at him. It made him nervous. He wondered what the class would think when they all eventually returned from their own internships. 

 “Are you okay?” came a concerned question from Snipe. Izuku looked over at him to see the man looking at him, expression unable to be read with his mask covering his face. 

“Ah, yes?” Izuku said confused as to why the man had asked. Snipe tilted his head at him before speaking again. 

“Your scent has a bit of distress to it.” Snipe commented and Izuku immediately blushed. Right. He’d be super transparent now with his feelings. He couldn’t let his emotions run rampant. 

“S-Sorry its nothing. I’m just thinking about my class and their reaction to all this.” Izuku said hand reaching up to scratch lightly under the infernal collar he had on. It disturbed him how quickly the weight of it had disappeared from his notice. 

“They are going to be heroes. So I suspect you don’t need to worry too much about it.” Snipe said before shifting to pull out a new smaller target and going to switch out the old one. Izuku focused on reloading trying to keep his mind away from such distractions. 

“You should think about some adjustments to your costume now.” Snipe said as he walked back to him. 

“Yeah, I’ll have to get them to add holders for maybe two hand guns? And then I should think about ammo too. These guns are going to be my only offense so I’m sure it’d be better to pack a lot of bullets especially with my low accuracy right now…” Izuku mumbled off as he took stance again and fired at the target.

“I also think we need to help you with your status.” Snipe said bluntly making Izuku balk and miss his next shot. 

“What do you mean?” Izuku asked slightly offended but also not wanting to let that get in the way of good advice. 

“That, um, collar.” Snipe said pointing and tone awkward. “Will cover your neck so you don’t have to worry about bonding or your submission reflex from being used against you. But that still leaves your nose vulnerable.” Snipe said as logically as he could.

“My nose?” Izuku repeated.

“Yes. I’m sure you have been uncomfortable around alpha dominance displays. The last thing you need is a villain utilizing it to throw you off especially when it requires so much focus for you to shoot accurately.” Snipe said and Izuku thought back to all the times Bakugou’s scent spiked and made him wince sometimes when he was angry. 

“So...Should I have the support department get me a mask like yours? One to block scents?” Izuku asked coming to the quickest solution to the problem. But Snipe shook his head. 

“No. Scents are important when you are tailing a villain and for reading into situations. You can’t block them out without losing vital information in a potentially life or death situation.” Snipe said making Izuku nod in agreement. 

“So then what should I do?” Izuku asked unsure of how to combat it. Scents haven’t bothered him too much in the past but that doesn’t mean he should expect villains not to try every underhanded trick in the book to get him to submit or delay him for even a moment. 

“We should start desensitizing you to alpha intimidation pheromones. It won’t be pleasant, but it will help you go unimpeded. Fighting instincts aren’t easy and it will require a lot of determination.” Snipe warned but Izuku just set an expression of resolve. 

“Nothing about being a hero is easy. I’ll do whatever I have to.” Izuku said making Snipe nod in approval. 

“Good because I believe the alpha for the job as arrived.” Snipe said making Izuku furrow his brow and turn to where Snipe was looking. He did so just in time to see a familiar person walking towards them. Izuku blinked in surprise as All Might stopped next to them in his muscled form. 

“A-All Might?!” Izuku all but squeaked, kind of contradicting his bold claim of being ready for the training. 

“I am here to help!” All Might boomed loudly even though the two other people were standing relatively close to him. All Might looked down at him. “It’s good to see that you are alright young Midoriya.” he said at normal volume. 

“You too.” Izuku said quickly, he was casting his aura over All Might already. Izuku side glance Snipe wondering if the teacher knew All Might’s secret or not. 

“All Might is the one that suggested this internship for you to Nedzu.” Snipe said walking over to stand with them. 

“Really?” Izuku asked surprised yet again. He looked up at the blonde alpha who chuckled at him. 

“Yes I did. While no one doubts you have an excellent quirk and some pretty good hand to hand combat skills we need you to be able to stand independently and hold your own. In an ideal world you would always be with team mates but reality is hardly nice. We need to prepare you in case you ever find yourself alone with hostiles. Especially alpha hostiles.” All Might said. Izuku nodded to the words and he was happy to see his idol taking time to help him.

“Now Midoriya. Take aim. We’ll have you shoot while All Might tries to fluctuate his scent constantly to throw you off.” Snipe said. Izuku took his stance and prepared. It shouldn’t be that hard right?

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Suffocating. It was the only word he could conjure up to describe what it was like to have probably the strongest alpha on the planet spreading an intimidating scent. When Izuku had taken his stance and Snipe had given the go ahead he thought it would be like the times Kacchan would let off territorial pheromones when it came to being around him. It wasn’t. 

It was like All Might had hit him with a smash and he had flown into a wall when the pheromones hit his nose. His body instinctively locked up and head practically dipped down immediately cutting off his line of sight from where he had been aiming. His eyes widened it surprise and his chest tightened with anxiety. It felt like when he was a child and scared of the closet, staring at it in the dark. The same fear and nervousness gripped him and made his hand shake. 

Seconds ticked by and Izuku didn’t move. His fingers didn’t even dare to twitch on the trigger. The overwhelming feeling that if he did something bad would happen. Like opening the closet door to find a monster behind it. It was omegan instinct to try and avoid being targeted by alpha aggression. But Izuku had never felt it to this degree. 

“Midoriya.” Snipe’s voice filtered into his focus but he couldn’t find it in himself to look up. He knew he needed to. Knew that neither of these teachers would ever harm him. But everything in him screamed to remain still, play possum. “You need to focus. Pour your attention on the task at hand. Focus on the weight of the gun.”

All Might’s shadow was cast over him but Izuku grit his teeth and tried to follow the beta’s words of advice. He managed to raise his eyes to the gun in his hand. It was cool metal and was heavy in his hands. He could practically hear his own heart beat in his ears as he just focused on stopping the shaking that was putting off his aim. The muzzle very slowly leveled out and soon only had a slight twitch too it. 

Every breath he took in gave more to the crushing presence next to him. But despite it, he tried to raise his head just slightly to he could look at the target in front of him. He even felt hopeful as his eyes landed on the target not far off from him. But then All Might growled at him making him flinch just as he had pulled the trigger. The bang sounded louder than previously, all of Izuku’s senses were in overdrive after being exposed to an alpha like that. 

“Alright stop.” Snipe said and almost instantly All Might ceased his intimidation. When the air cleared Izuku dragged in deep breaths and looked back at the target. His heart fell as he saw no new marks on the target. He had missed. Completely. 

“You did well to fight it young Midoriya.” All Might said reaching out to clap him on his shoulder but Izuku’s instincts once again made him shift away from the alpha on an automatic response. Both he and All Might froze for a second, shocked by the reaction a bit as Izuku had always nearly glowed around All Might. It was also then that Izuku had noticed that he had drawn his aura back to his skin and he quickly stretched it back out.

“S-Sorry.” Izuku mumbled automatically but All Might composed himself as well. He waved it off while awkwardly rubbing the back of his head. 

“That’s quite alright. It’s only a natural reaction after having been under such an assault of pheromones.” All Might said. It still threw All Might off a bit though, he rarely ever had someone flinching from him unless they were a deserving villain. He told himself this was all to make Izuku stronger, something that he was going to be invested in, especially after having witnessed Midoirya’s mother’s arrest. It had just felt so wrong in the moment. 

“I don’t think I’ve ever felt like that before. Normally alpha scents aren’t so… oppressive.” Izuku managed out trying to explain it to All Might so the man wouldn’t take it too personally. 

“That’s because you’ve probably never faced an alpha intent to kill you. That and as Erasurehead warned me, you probably have had a spike in sensitivity to pheromones after your, ah, latest development.” Snipe spoke up referring to Izuku’s heat. Izuku tilted his head at the new information and it made sense. Now technically his body had entered a period of fertility so it would amplify his perception pheromones. He felt a bit worried. If he was going to be more distracted by scents it would be worse in the classroom when he was surrounded by his alpha classmates. He had been uncomfortable every now and then but would this change that?

And Snipe was also right that he had never faced killing intent. The closest he had gotten had maybe been with Tomachan back at the USJ. But even then the killing intent had been directed at All Might rather than him. Kacchan’s rut driven mind had pulled out an oppressive pheromone too but it was different from the one All Might was training him with. 

“Do you need a breather Midoriya?” Snipe questioned after seeing Izuku quietly thinking for a minute. Izuku looked up and shook his head. He was here to get stronger. He had to stand his own against his instincts. “Very well. Ready for round two?” Snipe asked something like praise entering his voice as he watched Izuku’s resolve harden. Izuku nodded and took his stance. 

He glared at the target in front of him. This time he wouldn’t look down!


Izuku was exhausted. After spending the rest of the afternoon fighting his instincts against All Might’s constant fear mongering he was spent. He had made painful progress. He could hit the target sometimes now. Although it didn’t feel like much and it left him so frustrated by the time Snipe had dismissed him for the day. He had stayed in their training area and continued shooting for a few more hours until Aizawa had come to drag him away when the sun was setting. 

Without distractions Izuku could hit the target fairly proficiently. He was currently splayed across the couch of his shared living space with an arm thrown over his eyes. He was trying to think of some way to counter the feeling he felt when assaulted by the mean scents. But it only left him more irritated. 

“Midoriya.” Aizawa said from the kitchen area. Kind of looking for something else to focus on Izuku popped up in curiosity. “Come in here. I need to talk to you.”

“What is it? Something more about my training?” Izuku asked as he sauntered into the room. Aizawa sat at the kitchen table with his hair pulled back, a typical sight especially after they had had dinner not that long ago. It was still odd to see a more casual Aizawa than the one he so in the classroom. 

“No.” Aizawa grunted. He seemed annoyed as well and Izuku picked up on it immediately before his eyes fell upon a file in from of Aizawa. “Sit down.”

Izuku sat. His initial curiosity turned to wariness as he sat down reading into his teacher’s unhappiness. Clearly whatever was about to be said wasn’t something Aizawa was keep on talking about. 

“This was sent to me this morning. It’s from the OPA.” Aizawa said making Izuku’s mood dampen further. He had hoped the OPA would back off and lick their wounds for a little bit from his release. Clearly that wasn’t the case. He felt his own irritation rise as the weight of the collar he wore suddenly seemed to heighten. 

“What did they send?” Izuku asked his tone obviously showing displeasure, a sentiment shared by the tired man across from him. Aizawa opened the file briefly flicking through the pages before turning it and sliding it to him to view. Izuku eyed the papers before hesitantly reaching for them and looking. 

Then his brow furrowed in confusion. They looked like files on different people. He glanced over them noting it had basic information that one might find on an ID card, information like a resume, and another section of character testaments, along with financial info. Truthfully he thought maybe this was a mix up as these files were in depth and invasive. Something he might assume to find in a file in a police station? Maybe?

“It’s the first batch of match making files.” Aizawa said after Izuku didn’t connect the dots. Izuku immediately dropped the page he had been looking at like he had been burned. He looked up shocked at his teacher while the man grimaced as well. “In the facilities the OPA usually has omegas choose their alphas at your age. Ideally before your first heat. But since they were late to that thy will be pushing for it worse now.” 

“That’s disgusting.” Izuku said feeling bile rise in his throat. Over his brief glance at the files he had seen alphas in it nearly three times his own age. And even one younger than him. The majority had been teens or younger adults. All appeared to be in good standing, had a clean record, and earned far more money than Izuku thought he’d ever see or were part of prestigious families he has vaguely heard on TV or the media. 

He had the sudden wish that he had Bakugou’s quirk. How he’d love to blast these papers to smithereens. Kacchan! Just looking at this papers felt like some kind of betrayal towards the alpha. He stood back up quickly his chair falling back with a slight screech from the movement. He threw the file back down in front of Aizawa.

“I am not going to let them choose for me.” Izuku growled angry tears in his eyes as he glared at his teacher for even daring to think he’d even want to see these. 

“That’s what I thought.” Aizawa said not one bit surprised by the reaction. “But I need to be careful right now. To keep my handler license I was required to present you with the options. You don’t have to pick anyone Midoriya calm down.” his teacher said leaning back in the chair and rubbing his temple. Hearing that Izuku breathed in deeply and pulled his chair back to himself. Of course Aizawa wouldn’t do that. He was just still on edge from a long training day. The slightest blush of embarrassment tinted his cheeks at his reaction but he still held his disgusted look at the file. 

Aizawa’s gaze rested on the file as well a frown tugging at his lips. 

“We need to be careful now Midoriya.” he said pointedly before looking up at the teen. “They’ll be looking for any excuse to revoke you from UA’s custody. And once word gets out about an omega attending UA we’ll have everyone in the country watching our moves.”

Izuku gulped. A pressure suddenly fell on his shoulder as he realized how much light was going to be cast on him. A spot light would glare down on him letting everyone see him as he was. Including criminals. Like Tomachan. Like dad.

“So you’re going to need to stay on your best behavior, problem child.” Aizawa said scrutinizing him. Izuku could do nothing but nod. He fretted over what the OPA might interpret or spin as something to take him back. That file would be his future if he was caught. It made him sick. He was so caught up worrying that he nearly jumped when a hand ruffled into his hair roughly to gain his attention. He looked up to see Aizawa had gotten up and come over to him. “And you’ll have UA’s support to do it. You won’t be alone.” 

Izuku looked up at him and nodded. The pressure lifted slightly. 

Aizawa left him to his own devices soon after. Izuku got up and grabbed the file intent on throwing it in the trash where it belonged. But as he picked it up the thick amount of papers fell out onto the floor on his way to the trash can. Huffing Izuku tried to gather them quickly not letting himself dwell on them and make himself nauseous. 

But then his eyes couldn’t help but notice a very distinct picture on one of them. He hesitantly reached out and slipped the paper from the pile feeling himself pale. Split red and white hair met him along with the piercing mismatched eyes of his alpha classmate. Todoroki had been admitted as one of his matches.

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Izuku sat staring at his phone. He had all of his classmates numbers in his phone. They had all exchanged it during the year and even had a class chat. He hadn’t talked in the chat after he had gotten his phone back but just watched as everyone talked about their internships. 

They didn’t yet know that Izuku was an omega. Aizawa said they would be briefing his classmates once their internships were over. He did see Uraraka in the chat asking Bakugou about him. It looked like for now they were only being told that Izuku had to leave due to an emergency. Very vague and technically true. 

But Izuku tried to push that away as he scrolled through the chat. It seemed like everyone was doing basic patrol work while shadowing with their heroes. It wouldn’t be long until the internships ended and they would all be back together. Nerves bubbled up in his stomach as he wondered how they would react. Finding himself just worrying in circles Izuku put his phone down and sighed. This wasn’t helping him at all, he wanted to call Bakugou but knew the alpha was going to be on a late patrol tonight with Best Jeanist and it wouldn’t do to distract the alpha with his own insecurities. 

He almost wanted to join in on the chat. Just to tell everyone about how he was growing with his combat skills. Snipe was proving to be a great teacher and Izuku had quickly become comfortable with his hand gun. While he wasn’t the best shot it was still going well and he felt proud. But again he decided against it, if people started asking him about what had happened and where he had gone he didn’t want to have to start answering things. 

Just as Izuku was getting up and planning on going to shower his phone dinged. He curiously looked back at it to see someone had messaged him. Thinking it was Bakugou telling him he was headed out on patrol he grabbed it up to respond eagerly. Only to be a bit surprised to see who had contacted.


He hadn’t heard from his friend the entire time he had his phone back and he hadn’t seen him since the festival. Although it wouldn’t have been strange as Izuku suspected the alpha to have thrown himself into his internship studiously. 

Iida: Midoriya can you talk right now?

Again Izuku debated. His friend might start asking him about why he disappeared from the festival and Izuku was kind of hoping to just let the school tell people his secret. Izuku was not ready to get into a talk like that right now. But Iida wasn’t the type to pry, leading Izuku to decide to answer.

Izuku: Yeah. What did you want to talk about?

Iida: I heard you had an emergency at the festival.

Izuku grimaced. Maybe he was wrong and Iida was going to pry. But after a brief pause Iida continued texting.

Iida: I also had one.

Izuku’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. No one had really said anything to him about it. Then again Izuku had been kind of isolated. And Aizawa had been focused on keeping an eye on him and dealing with pressures from the OPA. 

Izuku: Oh. I’m sorry to hear that. Did you want to talk about it?

Iida: Yes. If you don’t mind can I call? I think you can help.

Izuku didn’t hesitate for a moment. 

Izuku: Alright.


“Villains who wave their power around idly...should all be purged with the fake heroes.” Stain announced from where he had pinned Tomura to the ground. The young alpha growled from behind the hand on his face and then hissed in pain when Stain shifted the knife currently plunged in Tomura’s shoulder a bit. The photo of a green haired boy fluttered to the ground to their right, ignored by the masked man.

Red eyes glowered at each other and Tomura’s hands itched to destroy this annoying man. He managed to glance over at the bar where Hisashi sat nursing a drink seeming unconcerned by Tomura’s position. Kurogiri stood paralysed leaning heavily on his bar, his own wound soaking the sleeve of his ever neat bartender uniform. 

“Hisashi, why’d you bring a crazy like this here?!” Tomura snarled from his position. The alpha in him riled greatly from the shame of being pinned by a preachy beta like this. If he could move he’d disintegrate Stain’s tongue so that it matched his missing nose.

“Hmph.” Stain grunted seemingly unimpressed by Tomura’s building rage filled scent. Although the man probably couldn’t ever smell it. “Be purged for the betterment of our society.” the beta said bring his serrated knife closer to Tomura’s face. At that Tomura’s visible eye widened catching Stain a bit by surprise as something sparked deep in those vermillion depths. Without warning the alpha had his hand gripping the blade of the knife. A look echoing something like conviction and mania coming off the alpha. 

“Don’t touch father.” Tomura growled deeply as the blade cracked and blackened from his quirk. “I’ll kill you.” he spoke, it sounded more like a promise. The blade broke apart becoming something like sand and recognizing the danger of such a quirk Stain jumped back. 

“Oi, you talk a lot. Blabbering on about convictions and righteousness. It reminds me of those fake heroes you keep spouting about.” Tomura said leaning up a bit. Hisashi’s neon green eyes watched with mild interest at the scene before him. “Sounds almost like All Might. I want to crush him. I want to watch the society that worships trash like that crumble.” Tomura said red eye almost unseeing and wide while one hand went to grip his injured shoulder. 

“Enough. You’ve had your fun Stain. Do you see now?” Hisashi finally interrupted the stand off. Standing a bit defensively the beta scoffed.

“His goal completely opposes mine.” Stain said. “But I can see we have desires that cross paths.”

“Everyone here wants to change this society.” Hisashi said getting up from his bar seat and going to Tomura who glared at him, no doubt holding a grudge for Hisashi not helping him against Stain. “For now we could work together as a means to an end.” 

“Perhaps.” Stain said.

“I don’t want this freak as a party member. Kurogiri send him back to the dirty alley he crawled out of.” Tomura growled still eyeing the beta with a bit of murderous intent. 

“He will be an invaluable asset to our League Tomura.” Kurogiri chastised having finally regained his ability to move as well. Tomura itched at his bandaged neck in pent up agitation, half ready to throw a tantrum. 

“Will you work with us then?” Kurogiri asked Stain directly.

“For now.” Stain said sheathing his remaining blade back among the many strapped to his body. “I can see a sprout of conviction in his eyes as you said. Perhaps I’ll let it grow.” Stain said referring to the low growling young alpha in the room. “But I won’t hesitate to cull those who infect our society once we’ve crushed its foundation.” he promised to the room. Kurogiri shivered slightly at his tone while the two feral alphas didn’t seem all that affected by the clear danger in the air. 

“Then this recruitment is a success.” Kurogiri said bowing out of respect to their newest member. 

“If that’s all you have for me tonight take me back to Hosu. I have unfinished business there.” Stain said straightening back up. 



Izuku waited until after he was sure Aizawa had settled in his office for the night. His teacher often looked sleep deprived and now after living with the man for a while Izuku knew he was a bit of an insomniac. Izuku kind of felt guilty for what he was going to do. But if things go according to plan, he'd be back in a few hours with Aizawa none the wiser. 

After hearing about what happened to Iida’s brother Izuku had automatically agreed to come and try to heal Tensei. He had vaguely heard of the hero killer before this, but the villain had yet to strike in his city so it was always just a mention on the news. To think Tensei had run into the man and lived to tell about it...Izuku was just grateful he had escaped with his life. 

Unfortunately it seemed to have cost him his hero career as well. Injured badly. But Iida had called him asking if he could at least come and try to help. Izuku didn’t have the heart to tell him that if the hospital hadn’t been able to do anything for him then his quirk probably wouldn’t either. There was only so much it was capable of. The least he could do for his friend was try!

But that left Izuku in a hard situation. He’d have to sneak out. He highly doubted Aizawa would let him go over to the other city. The man hadn’t even let him leave the UA campus. Technically Izuku was under a sort of house arrest at anytime he wasn’t training. But this was important and on the very slight, miniscule chance that his presence could do something for Iida and Tensei then it would be worth it. He could stand being lectured if it meant he helped his friend. 

So Izuku applied blockers thoroughly to himself. He still had one can left hidden in a drawer. All the others were thrown out as he wouldn’t be wearing them anymore. He’d publically be an omega. But for tonight, travelling alone and going to another city...Yeah it was probably a good idea to keep up the beta charade. Plus now didn’t seem like the time to reveal that bombshell to Iida. 

Tugging on a hooded jacket and risking a glance down the hall Izuku sniffed the air. Aizawa’s scent was muted, meaning he wasn’t very close. Izuku tip toed through the hall and listened to the study door. He could hear the faintest shuffling of papers meaning the alpha was in there. As stealthily as he could Izuku crept past the door into the livingroom, past the kitchen and to the door way. 

He slipped on bright red shoes and checked his phone while biting his lip. It was kind of late. He hoped the hospital visiting hours would still be up by the time he made it over there. Standing, it was now the hard part. Opening and closing the front door without alerting his teacher to his escape. In the slowest motion possible Izuku turned the knob holding his breath. It opened quietly and Izuku let out his breath in relief. Thank goodness UA had good maintenance, they kept doors well oiled too he guessed. 

Casting one last glance into the home and sending a silent apology to the tired teacher Izuku slipped out. He made sure the door didn’t click and avoided the windows before he allowed himself to relax a little. Right. This would be a quick trip and no one would know. Simple. How could he mess it up?

Izuku paused and tilted his head. He hoped he didn’t just jinx himself.

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Izuku felt paranoid the whole way to the train station. He kept looking over his shoulder in fear that at any moment his teacher would appear out of nowhere and reprimand him. He checked his phone just in case Aizawa had tried to contact him. But he saw no messages or missed calls. 

Izuku sighed tucking it away as he entered the train station keeping a low profile with his hood up. The last thing he needed was someone recognizing him from the sports festival or even just someone from UA milling about. He sat down and tried to calm his jittery nerves while he fidgeted with his hands. A notification dinged on his phone making him take it back out. 

It was a message from Iida saying he’d meet him at the train stop so at least he wouldn’t have to worry about finding his own way around. Izuku wondered if Iida had taken his internship in Hosu to be closer to the hospital that currently housed his brother. Iida had spoken of his hero family quite a bit during lunch times and Izuku knew how much his friend loved them. 

Izuku had known about the Iida family before meeting the alpha. They were a legacy family, all having inherited an iteration of a speed quirk involving an engine in their body. A powerful line of quirks with a heavy pride for their hero work. Izuku mused that it probably would have been better if he were born with a more combat oriented quirk like his father’s fire breathing. 

Izuku frowned to himself and shook his head. Maybe not with how his father had apparently been using his. Maybe it was better that he had a quirk that literally could only help people. And hopefully help his friend right now in his time of need. 


Kurogiri stood passively as always while he watched Tomura grumble unhappily to himself. The mist man watched with silent displeasure expecting any moment for Tomura to make a mess while using his quirk. The alpha’s mood had soured drastically after Stain had left. After these negotiations Hisashi had also disappeared. Leaving only Kurogiri, Tomura, and a listening static television in the bar. 

“Who does that bastard think he is? Spouting off that nonsense…” Tomura growled rubbing at the fresh wound on his shoulder from where Kurogiri had bandaged him up. It was then Tomura stopped his fidgeting and Kurogiri’s eyes narrowed in suspicion. That couldn’t be a good sign. 

“Sensei.” Tomura called turning to the television sitting innocently nearby. “How many Nomus do you have right now?”

“Hmm?” Sensei hummed from the otherside showing mild interest. “I have three that have just completed their training. Why do you ask?”

“Give them to me.” Tomura demanded much like a petulant child would whine to a parent that has over spoiled them. 

“Sir I don’t think-” Kurogiri started to but in but quickly silenced himself when Sensei began speaking over him.

“What are you going to use them for?” Sensei asked of the young alpha. Kurogiri grimaced. Sometimes he just didn’t understand why the powerful man catered to Tomura’s childish mindset. 

“I’m going to use them to remind everyone who the real threat is. That hero killer talks as if he’s righteous. It makes me sick. He sounds just like the trash that calls themselves heroes. I want to make everyone realize who the villains are. I want the League in the spotlight.” Tomura said with increasing excitement as if he could tell Sensei was already planning to let him rampage. There was only a second of pause before Sensei responded.

“Very well, take them.” Sensei said. And Tomura practically purred in satisfaction. “And Kurogiri?”

Kurogiri looked over at the screen frowning, even though no one could tell considering his body. He had a feeling this was just going to end up being a big mess for him to clean up. He would have preferred Tomura’s usual disintegration of bar items. 

“Don’t worry so much. This will be an excellent lesson for Tomura to learn. I expect to hear all about this in the news tomorrow.” Sensei said the hint of a smile in his voice. Kurogiri just begrudgingly bowed. He didn’t know what Sensei was up to, or how letting Tomura rampage with some Nomus would help. But he had faith in the man. He’d follow orders, just as he always did.


“Iida!” Izuku called as he stepped off the train. He waved to the tall alpha waiting for him on the platform. He was kind of surprised to see his friend in his hero costume. 

“Ah, Midoriya. I’m sorry to have called you out so late, but my brother’s situation is dire.” Iida said filtering through his mask as he looked down at Izuku when the shorter boy came up to him. 

“Yeah I came as fast as I could. Did you just get off of patrol work?” Izuku asked tilting his head at his friend’s hero outfit.

“Yes. I was on patrol when started texting you. When you said you would come I asked to be excused from patrol work for family matters. Luckily the agency I’ve been working with is very understanding.” Iida commented already starting to walk with Izuku on his heels. 

“Was okay for them to let you go off by yourself so late?” Izuku asked. After all, this was the city the hero killer had last been seen in. It seemed a bit irresponsible to at least not see Iida to the train station or hospital.

“Hosu is host to the most hero agencies in Japan. It’s mostly a place for the lower ranks who have just debuted. So there are a ton of patrols around.” Iida dismissed. They could both hear a few sirens in the distance seemingly confirming these words that this city was full of heroes at work. Izuku nodded, unfortunately thinking that that must have been what attracted the hero killer to this area. Fresh heroes with not much experience in plenty of numbers to pick off. Izuku subtly shivered at the cold calculating thinking that must have gone through Stain’s head.

“...I see.” Izuku said noticing how Iida had tensed up a bit. Obviously his friend must have thought the same thing. They walked out of the station in an awkward silence and Izuku followed Iida’s lead through the dark streets. 

“I do hope I can do something for your brother.” Izuku tried to speak up. He hoped he could. Izuku has never tried to heal an injury so serious. A snapped spinal cord was beyond a broken bone or bruises he’s healed before. “I just...I don’t want to get your hopes up Iida.” Izuku said tentatively. The helmet Iida wore turned slightly to him in acknowledgement but Iida’s quietness made Izuku nervous.

“I’ll try to give it everything I can.” Izuku promised. 

“I appreciate that Midoriya.” Iida said tightly. They lapsed into silence again as Iida turned away. Izuku wondered if the alpha also suspected that Izuku wouldn’t be able to help. Maybe this endeavor was just a last desperate hope for Iida. Izuku shook his head and took a deep breath. He needed to focus.

How much energy would it take up? Maybe he should have eaten a little extra before coming to keep himself fueled. They should have vending machines in the hospital right? At least if he passed out he’d be at a medical facility to be taken care of. Would it matter if Izuku gave Tensei everything at once or should he pace the intensity of the aura? He suddenly felt incredibly out of his depth. This was something that would need delicate work. The most he’s gotten down is first aid work from Recovery Girl. Maybe he was in over his head to be doing something like this. What if he somehow made it worse? What if-


Izuku rubbed his nose from where he had just run into Iida’s back. The alpha had stopped so suddenly Izuku hadn’t been paying enough attention to stop himself from running into him. Izuku looked up thinking they were close to the hospital but furrowed his brow as he noticed they were just on a regular street.

“Iida what-?” Izuku started to ask looking up at his friend but just then the alpha launched off incredibly fast leaving Izuku stunned. He barely managed to see him run across the street and into a dark alley close by. “Hey!” Izuku called after him breaking out of his stunned state. He quickly ran across the street too and looked into the alley.

What he saw made his stomach drop. Iida was there yelling at a masked man with a scarlet scarf. The man had jumped away from another one in the alley. There was a bloody blade he wielded. Izuku’s heart beat erratically as he realised the man sitting against the side of a building was bleeding and finally Izuku realized what this was. 

The hero killer. In the act. And his friend confronting him. 

Izuku’s legs were moving before he could think running down the alley towards them. He wasn’t as fast as Iida. He had no weapons. He had no plan really. But he knew his friend had just dived into something beyond him and he couldn’t just stand by. In an almost numb after thought Izuku pulled out his phone and sent his location to the group chat. He already had it open from browsing it on the train. 

Iida ran at the killer again as driving the surprisingly agile man back and Izuku slid to a halt next to the injured hero at the wall. He cast his aura onto the man as quickly as he could, trying to ensure it didn’t stretch beyond them. He wanted to cast it on Iida too but his friend was too close to the killer he didn’t want to accidentally give the boost the villain.

“Can you get up?!” Izuku said lowly to the hero as his friend distracted Stain. 

“I can’t move!” a hero Izuku recognized as Native hissed while his wound closed over under Izuku’s care. “Listen just run kid. Get your friend and run! Find some other heroes and get them here! And don’t let Stain draw your blood!” Native said quickly worry plastered all over his face as he realized two kids had just thrown themselves into this. 


Izuku’s head shot up at the sound away from where he had been checking over Native for anymore wounds. He didn’t appear to be restrained so that probably his immobility had something to do with Stain’s quirk. Izuku saw Iida laying on the ground, a spiked boot on his head pinning him there. 

“You and your brother were weak kid.” Stain growled down at him. Izuku hadn’t been paying attention to what words were exchanged but that boiled his blood. “If you called yourself a hero you would have saved that guy before coming after me. At least your little friend had his priorities right.” Stain said pointing behind himself at where Izuku was crouched next to Native.

Iida’s eyes widened as he looked over at where Izuku was. As if he had just realized there were other people there with him at the moment. He opened his mouth going back to glaring at the hero killer, seemingly about to shout at the man again when without warning Stain stabbed his blade down into Iida’s shoulder.

“Iida!!!” Izuku shouted in concern. He jumped up from his spot as the hero killer pulled out the blade and licked it. Izuku grimaced in disgust but didn’t miss the way Iida’s body suddenly went slack. A paralyzation quirk that worked off the consumption of blood.

“This world doesn’t need fakes like you. I’ll make this sacrifice in an offering for a better world.” Stain said raising his blade once more. 

“I’ll kill you! I swear it!” Iida snarled up at him hatred seething from his scent and Izuku realized just how much the alpha had been suppressing it tonight. Izuku panicked as he realized his friend was seconds from death. Tears of frustration built up in his eyes as he realized how powerless he was without a gun or someone with a quirk nearby. Alone, he might as well be useless. 

But even if he was powerless he would still try everything he could.

He grabbed a brick from the alley and chucked it at the hero killer. A meager action but still one that caught Stain off guard as the villain only saw a flash in his periphery. Clearly the hero killer didn’t realize yet that Izuku had no offensive quirk and was playing it safe. Crimson eyes finally settled to look at Izuku and Izuku stood shakily in front of him baring his smaller omegan teeth.

“Get away from him!” Izuku shouted at the villain.

“Another child. Turn around and leave kid. I only kill the pretenders masquerading as heroes that trample over that sacred calling.” Stain said tilting his blade and frowning at Izuku. Izuku was dressed in regular street clothes. The hero killer must think he was a regular citizen.

“M-Midoriya this isn’t your fight! Just run away!” Iida shouted at him, a faint trembling to his form that betrayed his trying to move. 

“I can’t just leave! I won’t leave you to die!” Izuku shouted, he kept his voice loud in the meager hope that someone would be close by. He found it odd that no one had come to investigate the noise they were making. It was like there was no one in the area. Where were they all? Weren’t there supposed to be an abundance of patrols like Iida said?

“Midoriya?” Stain repeated in thought. His manic eyes widened a bit and Izuku felt like his bloodlust was pinning him to the spot. Eyes raking over him before seemingly coming to some conclusion that had him tightening his grip on his blade.

Stain briefly thought back to the picture that arrogant teen had had back at the bar. Green hair and freckles, along with bright green eyes, the resemblance was only hinted at but it was there. 

“Dragon hatchling.”