"What?" Aizawa eyes Momo wearily from where he sits behind his desk.

"When I was in town buying food for dinner tonight some girl stole my purse and I was about to go after her when these two foreigners started chasing her instead." Momo's eyes sparkle as she refers the information. "The girl could control water and the boy caught the girl by encasing her legs in ice and I'm pretty sure I saw him melting it as I was leaving."

"Well, the only way to know for sure is if Asui and Todoroki meet them." Aizawa runs a hand throw his scruffy shoulder length black hair. "Go get them."

A few minutes after Momo leaves she returns with Todoroki and Asui following her. The trio stands before Aizawa with varying expressions. Momo's held that of excitement, Asui's held that of curiosity, and Todoroki's held that of confusion.

"Given the looks on your faces, Yaoyorozu didn't tell you two why I had her bring you here?" Aizawa leaned forward and placed his chin in the palm of his hand, visibly bored.

"No, I wanted you to be present." There's a slight smile on Momo's lips as she turns to face her fellow dragons. "I think I may have found your mates."

"Really?" Asui asks hopefully, eyebrows drawn upward.

"Yes. I was at the market buying food for tonight and some girl stole my purse. I was about to chase her when these two foreigners started chasing her instead and they had your powers." Momo shares Asui's growing smile.

"I knew I felt the pull," Asui whispers most likely to herself.

Momo looks over to Todoroki whos eyes are vacant and has a frown pulling at his lips. She also sees his hand subconsciously rise to touch the burn scar surrounding his left eye.

"What're their names?" Momo brings her attention back to Asui.

"Your mate is named Ochako and Shouto's mate is named Izuku." Momo smiles with the vision of her friends with their mates.

Momo looks back towards Todoroki and wonders what exactly is going on inside his head that makes him take on the expression of an abused street dog.

"Do you know where they're staying?" Aizawa cuts in.

"At the Nightshade Inn." Momo can't help her smile. "And we're going to see them tonight."

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Once Shouto is standing outside room 17 of the Nightshade Inn the faint tugging strings on his soul become more insistent as if saying, 'why the hell are you standing out here when you could be in there meeting the only person you really need in your life?' and that was terrifying.

Yaoyorozu knocks on the door and he hears shuffling inside the room until a girl with short brown hair and warm brown eyes opens the door. Beside him, Asui takes a sharp intake of breath and from the corner of his eye, he can see her take a tiny step forward before resisting.

"I told you I'd bring sweets!" Yaoyorozu exclaims before holding up a massive basket of pastries and chocolates. "Also these are my friends Aizawa Shota, Asui Tsuyu, and Todoroki Shouto."

"Oh wow, you weren't kidding." Who Shouto assumes to be Ochako laughs as she takes the basket from Yaoyorozu. "Thank you so much but there's no way the two of us could finish this by ourselves. Would the four of you like to come in and join us?"

"That'd be lovely." Yaoyorozu smiles before the four of them enter the room consisting of two beds.

Ochako places the basket on the bed Shouto presumes to be hers and he takes a seat on the opposite bed. Something about the scent wafting off of it drew him to it.

Behind him, Shouto hears a door open and a heavenly voice begin to speak, "Who was at the door, Ochako? Oh hey, Yaoyorozu."

Shouto turns around to see a beautiful boy with damp, curly, forest green hair, eyes reminiscent of emeralds, and cheeks dusted with the perfect amount of freckles. He was then hit with an overwhelming want to run over to the boy and wrap him in his arms and never let him leave his side. He now knows the urges Asui seemed to be fighting outside the room.

It doesn't take long until Izuku takes a seat in what Shouto deemed to be his personal space, but he oddly didn't seem to mind. Shouto discreetly stares at the side of Izuku's face wanting to reach out and touch one of his freckled cheeks. He has to force himself to look away and focus on anything else happening around him.

He settles on watching Ochako and Asui awkwardly interact in a weirdly adorable way. They sit extremely close to each other having a private conversation laughing with faint redness rising to their cheeks and necks.

Eventually, everyone becomes settled on the beds eating sweets and conversing about random things that come to mind until Yaoyorozu naturally switches the topic to magic, "So I'm curious, what magic do you two exactly possess?"

"Well, we each actually have two forms of magic. I can disrupt the gravitational pull of an object when I touch it and control water." Ochako demonstrates this by touching a pastry making it float in front of her and creating a sphere of water in her hand.

"I can create fire on my left side and ice on my right side." Izuku lights his left hand on fire and encases his left hand in ice.

After seeing Izuku's magic and being close to him Shouto can no longer repress the desire stirring in his stomach and the urge to possess the shorter male's entire being, and Shouto had never found something more petrifying. Not even his father.

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Izuku watches as Aizawa stands from his seat on Uraraka's bed, a sigh falling from his lips shortly after. He straightens the white scarf around his neck and Izuku wonders how he can wear such a massive thing like that around his neck without feeling strained.

"Well, that's proof enough for me," Aizawa states in an almost bored monotone voice. "You two are Dragon Masters or in simpler terms the mates of the dragons you've already met and tomorrow you'll need to travel with us to Yuuei temple."

The words Dragon Master strike a cord inside Izuku's mind and the image of a man fighting with the woman who resembles him in an elegant bedroom forms before him. Words such as Dragon Master, beast, and abomination come out of his mouth as angry yells directed at the woman.

The image is gone as quick as it appeared.

Izuku watches as Uraraka straightens from her slouched position and raises her eyebrows. "What the hell are you talking about?"

Izuku swiftly stands up from his spot and grabs Uraraka's wrist to drag her to the other side of the room.

"What're you doing, Izu?" Uraraka whispers at her brother confused.

"I think we should trust them," he simply states, ignoring his sister's question.

"Why? What he said seems crazy."

"I remembered something."

"What?" Uraraka whispers shocked and goes to grip Izuku's shoulders tightly.

"People who I think were my parents were arguing about how my dad didn't want me to be a Dragon Master," Izuku whispered back.

"Okay, we'll go." Izuku smiles. "But, if anything seems sketchy we bolt. Deal?"

Uraraka holds up her hand ready to shake on it.

"Deal." Izuku grips Ochako's hand tightly and shakes.

The two turn back to the four virtual strangers standing in their room. "When're we leaving?"

"Yay." Yaoyorozu claps with a bright smile. "I'll come get you guys tomorrow morning around seven, yeah?"

"That's perfect," Uraraka replies. "It was nice meeting you three."

"Likewise," Todorki replies before quickly rushing out the door into the hall.

Izuku laughs silently at the boy's sheer awkwardness.

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Yaoyorozu wasn't lying when she said she'd be outside their room to pick them up at seven.

At seven on the dot, a knock sounded at the door and Izuku stumbled out of his bed with a yawn and he opened the door to see a chipper Yaoyorozu standing there with a bright smile.

"Yaoyorozu?" Izuku questioned what she was doing there until it dawned on him. "Yaoyorozu!"

"Oh please, call me, Yaomomo." Yaoyorozu steps into the room and makes her way over to Uraraka's bed where she was still asleep and snoring. "Will you two need any help with your bags?"

"Uh no thanks, Yaomomo." Izuku walks over to his bag and throws on a warmer shirt than the one we wore to bed. "You can wake her up. Just push her a little."

As Izuku stuffs the rest of his things into his bag he hears shuffling on the other side of the room. It was probably Uraraka packing as well. They finished quickly and made their way outside and traveled to the edge of the forest surrounding the capitol where a carriage was waiting for the trio. They wordlessly boarded the carriage and they were off to Yuuei temple.

They exchanged a few words along the way but the majority of the trip was filled with a comfortable silence and Urarka even squeezed in another hour of sleep resting her head on Izuku's shoulder.

When they arrived Uraraka was jolted awake when they went over a bump and the adoptive siblings rushed out of the carriage to take in Yuuei temple.

The temple itself was carved into the side of the mountain so there wasn't much to see and it was almost camouflaged by the fauna of the forest growing along its exterior but to the foreigners, it was a beautiful work of art.

When Yaoyorozu brought them inside they were floored at how beautiful the inside was with its high ceilings and gorgeous decor.

Then Izuku locks eyes with a blonde man and his blood runs cold from his piercing red eyes alone. He becomes absolutely paralyzed when the blonde man starts marching towards him and a redheaded male runs after him with widened eyes.

When the man is only a few feet away from him he starts to yell. "Fucking, Deku? You're supposed to be fucking dead!"

"Y-You know me?" Izuku curses himself for stuttering in the presence of the vexed man.

"Yeah, I fucking know you. Do you know how traumatizing it is to go to your only friend's funeral?" Looking at this man it doesn't seem like he says the word friend a lot.

"Well I'm not dead so I can't be this Deku person. I'm sorry." Izuku tries walking away but the next words out of the man's mouth shock him.

"Yes you are, you're Midoriya Izuku, a fucking Deku, and you died in a carriage crash eleven years ago! So how're you even fucking here right now?" The redhead places a hand on the blonde's shoulder and he seems to calm down slightly.

"Did you say carriage?" Izuku feels his throat closing up and it's getting hard to breathe.

"Sorry to interrupt, but my family and I found Izuku near a carriage crash eleven years ago." The pair focus their gazes on Uraraka who looks slightly worried.

Izuku is a dead man walking.