Another 3 months later~

The nightlife was always interesting to see Izuku. From afar it looked actually nice, in the dark of the wilderness you are left to your own with numerous predators surrounding you. Much like society but the only difference is that the predators are human just like him. Except this wasn't his territory anymore, he may have spent almost eight months in total, in the bustling city but he was always wandering around. He was restless.

Nightlife actually helped him see any potential danger coming after him. Granted the rules of society and nature are completely different. Society, while the danger was obvious it was still there. People would approach him for "opportunities" or "questions" about/for his capabilities. Compared to the wild, Izuku would have lions, bears, tigers, come after him than any man or woman.

It was probably why he lost to All Might that day, he was never prepared to fight and kill a human being like himself. Though he had the chance to kill her years back before Tenka was abducted. It left a bitter taste in his mouth.

Knowing that if he had driven his blade into All Might's throat, he would never have the chance to find his family again and live in solitude forever. The thought made him cringe inwardly at how reckless he was back then. He had to be better, he can't blindly rush into trouble now, especially with the laws of society surrounding him at all angles. One wrong move and he would be captured and sent to prison. Meaning he won't be able to reunite with Nezu and Tenka.

It was cruel but that's how it went. Izuku knew that the moment he got what he needed from All Might, he was going to leave society again.

Stopping his steps in front of a crosswalk, he took the time to look around. He gotten lost again...

Everything was so different but similar that Izuku couldn't distinguish what place was what. Back at home, he could tell from one tree to another no problem. Now though, in an urban environment with hundreds of thousands of people all around him bustling about. He was bound to lose his sense of direction.

Sighing to himself, he was gonna have yet another ear full once he arrived back at Yami's home. The number one heroine was starting to annoy him to no end. This whole pretending "mother-son relationship" was stupid. It got to the point where she treated him like he was her own son. It sickens the teenager.

Once the signal to walk came on, Izuku went about his way trying to figure out where the hell was he.

Eventually, the teen found himself at a district that seems somewhat up his alley. Females dressed in skimpy dresses, males drinking the night away. A pair of thugs beating up a teen about his age, yep this was somewhat right up his alley. All these things made him remind him of home. Those who are strong will survive and those who are weak deserve to die.

It was honest and true. Even if the world around him changed. Izuku knew deep down that humans, while intelligent, were still just animals once their hinges were broken off.

His nose flared. The smell of booze, sex, and overall excitement got his body drawing nearer and nearer to a particular building. Letting his body do the moving and his mind doing the thinking. Izuku waltzes the front door but was abruptly stopped by a hand on his shoulder. A man in an outfit known as a tuxedo stopped him.

"Kids are not allowed in here."

Izuku stayed silent but pried the hand off of him. He gave the man, who surely lacked any kind of mental fortitude, a piercing glare before the man immediately backed off. Izuku didn't pay any mind as the man pissed himself right before him and soon took his leave into the club.

Izuku knew how much had society soften humanity, relying on inventions, industry, and money to help them grow. For the better word, Izuku met a lot of pussies. All lacked any sort of backbone to challenge him, except for that man back at the bathhouse incident and including All Might of course.

Finally hitting the last step down the stairs, Izuku senses were dramatically increased by the room full of horny, inhibited, and exciting adults. Izuku made his way to the bartender, going to see what they had to drink. Leaning on the countertop, Izuku looked at the menu, nothing but alcohol. While Izuku never drank before, it didn't mean he wasn't curious to get drunk.

Just before he got the bartender's attention. A hand fell on his shoulder again. In a split moment, Izuku assumes it was the jackass from before but the hand and fingers were slender and definitely thinner. Turning his head over to look at the stranger, Izuku was met with a sweet scent that almost made his body want to mate whoever was appearing behind him.

A dark blue dress that hugged her hourglass figure. The long spiky dark blue hair. How her exposed slightly pale skin looked nice, to say the least.

Izuku was about to speak before his lips were held gently by a fingertip.

"It's dangerous for a boy such as yourself to be down here." Her voice was sexy, alluring, and everything that got his blood pumping. It made him all the more frustrated as she held his mouth in her fingers, still telling him to stay quiet and listen.

"You don't play by the rules don't you Midoriya? Your everything your mother stands against. Where does this rebellious side come from? Is it that you are a celebrity son? No. Is it the fact that you took down a villain all by yourself? Maybe. Or is it the fact that you don't belong here and merely just want to spread your seed, like the animal you were left to become?" The atmosphere between the two had shifted greatly. Izuku no longer felt the desire to mate with this woman. She read him through like a book.

Swiping her hand away from his mouth. Izuku gains his stoic look again.

"Aren't you the same? You want to find a male to leave you bearing a child do you not?"

The woman merely smirked. "At least your instincts aren't dull yet. But you may be correct on your assumption. Many men have tried but ultimately cannot even begin to handle this piece of jungle fever. But your different..." The woman merely swayed her body. It had affected some of the men around the vicinity but the teenager was unaffected.

"At least you are harder to get."

"Doesn't change the fact that my intentions are the same as the other males in here." Izuku shrugged. He had to look up at the woman, she was clearly a fully mature female. It bound to happen, his eyes strayed from hers and looking at her cleavage than her hips.

"At least you're honest. But you are still young. You don't need to reproduce yet don't you?"

"All these questions. Are you gonna waste my time or are we going to mate?" Izuku crosses his arms.

"Such sass. You won't get any children like that."

"Well if you going to waste my time then go somewhere else." Izuku turned away looking at the bartender trying to signal him to serve him a drink.

"They won't serve underage drinkers." He heard her but chose to ignore it. Izuku patiently waits as the woman took a seat next to his still standing figure.

"This isn't the wilderness, Midoriya." The woman said placing grip on his shoulder making him turn to her.

"You think I don't already know that? Why the hell are you still here?"

"To make sure you don't do anything reckless. You are the son of the number one hero, don't you feel any sort of shame?"

"No, I don't. Because society's definition of shame is not the same as my definition of shame."

"Wake up! Your in a nightclub with the intention of leaving one of these poor females to be pregnant with your child!"

"Don't you females have contraceptives? What the hell is the issue?"

"You can diseases that are transmitted through sex."

"Okay...your point being?"

The woman groaned in annoyance. She knew what this boy was, a product of something that cannot be explained through science. But that didn't mean she wasn't going to not going to leave this teen alone, he still had so much left to learn and adapt to society.

"Look, I am just trying to look out for you."

"Why? We don't even know each other."

"Kid I am trying to help~"

"Hey, baby! Sorry, I took so long!" A third voice joined into the conversation.

Izuku felt his arm being wrapped around by another person. Looking down, he met golden pupils that resembled a lot like a feline.

"The bathroom was full of girls trying to get their makeup done." She winked at him. Izuku catching the signal. He picked up on the lie.

"It's no problem. Was kinda worried for a second you wouldn't show."

"Don't be such a worrywart, I am always fine."

"Sorry about him lady. But he and I will take our leave. Have a nice night!"

"Now hold on a sec!"

"Sorry but we really got to go." Izuku heard his new company says as she pulls him along, further into the club.

"Damn, kid! I hope he noticed it!" The lady scowled before getting herself a drink and enjoying the rest of her night.

Meanwhile, with Izuku, he was still being pulled along. The girl dressed in a skimpy red dress and black heels. She led him up the stairs of the club as many people continued to drink and party all night long.

Opening a dark door, the red-themed room with black carpet was only filled by him and her.

Izuku detaches himself from the girl before walking next to the bed. He sat down at the edge as the girl closes and locks the door.

"Thanks. I would be able to hold back anymore." Izuku gratefulness fell on deaf ears. He got a good look at the girl. She was about his age, physically she was amazing. Everything looked perfect. Izuku knew that he just by looks alone, he found a potentially good mate. Good breast-size for breastfeeding, wide hips with a good amount of fat and muscle for delivery. Izuku felt he hit the goldmine which was funny to him since the girl's hair and eyes were golden.

Everything was great except for one thing...her scent. It reeked of blood and death. Izuku had come close to killing people but never actually fulfilled it. Only those who trespass on his homeland would they be warned with several injuries that the forest was his territory.

"Oh, sure thing love~" her manner of speech. It was broken. For a moment all sense of need to impregnate this female was gone. While she held a smile, an unnatural one at that, her feelings were not hidden from Izuku. The boy held a stoic face as she walks closer to him.

"The number one hero's son. What a treat. It makes me so horny thinking about the blood you carry. You sure don't look like the golden hero type, but I like the shade you bring along with your being." She takes off her heels and undoes her hair, letting the once ponytail fall down straight on her back. Izuku took off his shoes and relaxes as he comes to the conclusion while the girl did have physical means to harm him. He saw right through that deception.

Standing before him, the girl leans forward letting her breasts expose as she unzips her dress. In a weird way, Izuku has remained patient for her attack, the audience he provided for this girl was making him all the more impatient to grab the knife that was obviously strapped by her thighs. Still, he waited until the dress fully came off and she in her underwear. Izuku expected the attack now as she reaches for her blade and takes a swing. Izuku dodges, still sitting on the bed.

She took another, he leaned back a few inches this time as the knife was mere centimeters from grazing his nose. Another swing, he leaned forward and ducked, another, this time cracking his neck to the side.

Izuku saw the frustration grew with each attack missed. He honestly felt bad for the girl. I guess this was her way of coping with what society as done to her in response to some flaw with her body, or more specifically, her quirk.

He genuinely didn't sense any evil, just the desire to survive which he respected but she attacked the wrong person tonight. On her last strike, Izuku takes off his shirt and wraps her arm with it, covering the knife. Smacking the blade away, he reaches forward and gives the troubled girl a hug.

He felt her try to push him off but it didn't work. He was many times stronger than the average guy and no amount do force the girl can create will push him away. Instead, she just relaxes into his embrace.

Izuku sat down with her straddling him. His arms still locking her in a warm sense of security.

"I know it's not any of my business. But if you want to talk about it. It's just the two of us." Izuku says as the girl sighs in defeat knowing that she lost the physical confrontation and gave in to him.

"Toga. Himiko Toga."

"Izuku. Midoriya Izuku. But you already knew that. So tell me Toga, what's on your mind?"

"Lose the pants, it's only fair that your in your underwear too."

"Alright but I don't have any underwear at all..."

3 hours later...

"...I tried you know! I tried to fit in. All I ever do try to make friends but the second they found out what my quirk is, they all push me away!"

"I see and how did your family react to your quirk?"

"Fucking horrible. The assholes disowned me the second they found out that their daughter wasn't "pure" anymore. I mean seriously, it's my own fucking parents. My siblings didn't care either, thinking I was the freak of the family! They didn't bother letting me get my things, just kicked me out during middle school once they found out exactly my power does. Ngh! *Sniff* Why, I was a good girl to them! I got the grades, I played the violin as they wanted, even joined a few tea ceremony classes. I was obedient and they threw me out like garbage."

"Shh. It's alright, they won't hurt you anymore." Izuku calms Toga down as he lays against the headboard with Toga having her back on his chest.

Izuku hadn't expected his evening to be like this. He was hoping to get some with a girl as a way to stress relief himself and continue his legacy(hopefully) but that didn't plan out as Izuku wanted.

Hearing the girl's troubles, he found himself feeling sorry for the girl. In some ways, she had it worse than him. A neglectful family, friend group, even those who were meant to help her didn't. All because her quirk allowed her to transform, that part wasn't really all that bad but the requirement to transform into another person required their blood. In Izuku's perspective, this was a great ability, the amount of espionage and stealth she could perform in being a hero or spy or some shit like that.

Then Toga goes on about how she wanted to be a hairstylist. Which Izuku respected.

"Look. You are better off without them. But you need to know that your only destroying yourself." Izuku says in a mature tone. He could relate to that. Over the months, he had a lot of time to reflect on his actions back when he lost against Yami. He was so driven by anger, loneliness, and self-hatred that he went about he fight the wrong way. He was too irrational, so caught up in his own emotions to even think properly. He had set the traps in order to let her guard down so he can slice her throat but Yami began talking, about him returning to a normal life. It pissed him off sure because deep down Izuku knew that even now, he didn't deserve it. Not when his sister is being seen as a criminal, not when he was separated by his own son for so long and not being able to see him, not when he failed to protect either of them in the end. He didn't deserve it, and this girl who was an outcast in her own society, it made him think that being Quirkless was the least of his problems, he could have always worked around it. Being bullied was never a real issue, he could have fought better. It was losing his mother, the woman that he hardly remembers what she even looks like, and being left to fend for himself in that forest was where his real trials began. This girl may have to deal with isolation her whole life up to this point and had no way to free herself.

"I don't know...I use to think so. But these days...I just want to end it."

"You shouldn't." Izuku held her firmly, he could hear her sniffing and crying in his arms.

"Why? Tell me why?!" She looked at him, ready breakdown again.

"Because dying is easy, living is difficult. That's why it's more meaningful to continue surviving." Izuku says as he puts his head on her shoulder. Whispering those words in her ear. She leaned back into him before turning her body to face him.

"I don't want to anymore...if all I do is be a mere mosquito to society then it's not worth being a bug to everyone else."

Izuku didn't really know what to say or convince this girl that living is better than dying.

"Your not a bug to me," Izuku says out of his ass.

She looked at him with some hope. "R-Really."

"Yes. Your not a bug. So give up this path of self-destruction because you can find something meaningful in life. Just do your best and leave no regrets." Izuku says his expression becoming one of sympathy.

"...alright."

Izuku took her acceptance as a sign to let her go. Toga didn't want to go. Yet at the same time, she knew that being around the number one hero's son is bound to get some unwanted attention.

She got off hesitantly and started changing into her red dress. Looking over at him, she held a blush on her face as the nudity really did take her by surprise. Most guys their age would be really modest or self-conscious about their bodies but Izuku seems to wear his nudity as a base outfit.

"Feeling better now Komori?" Izuku asks as he puts on his pants.

"Komori?" Toga asks, did he just address her as an animal?

"Komori, because you have the fangs of one and it's akin to your powers."

Toga nodded, she actually liked it better than a mosquito. This time it was a pet name that was endearing to her and met acceptance.

Izuku walked towards the door and Toga rushed after him to give him a hug from behind.

"Thank you. What do I call you? Anata?"

"Manmosu."

"Manmosu? Why not Midori Zo? Oh, how about Zo-Kun!"

Izuku smiles at the nickname. At least the girl was more enthusiastic and genuine than before.

"Sure. Zo-Kun is fine Komori-Chan."

"Say Zo-Kun, will we meet again?"

"If you want to. But first, you need to find your reason for living. Here..." Izuku took a piece of paper from a nearby desk and a pen and wrote down his address.

He hands it to Toga who held it close to her chest.

"Thank you Zo-Kun." She whispers before leaning in and kissing Izuku on the cheek. Izuku returned the gesture in kind and the two went their ways for now. Starting a nicely made friendship...

The following month...

"Do I seriously have to go? This seems really pointless." Izuku complains as he looks at the mirror. He was dressed in a formal outfit, at least as formal as he could get. He left the tie out of the outfit. It was too much for him.

"This an event that is held once a year! Only heroes are allowed to attend and a few guests with you being my guest. Besides, it's only for the night. Then you won't have to worry about this until next year!"

"You mean I have to attend these events for now on?! I already play the role as your son. You basically lied to society that I am your offspring! Why would they want to focus on a Quirkless child?" Izuku questions as he turns around to see Yami in a blue and red dress. She had done her same hairstyle like before but this time added the make-up.

"Yes and stop worrying about it. Once it's time for you to be a hero, you actually will find these events quite enjoyable. Now c'mon. Our ride is here." She grabs the arm and pulls him along. The teen just groaned at the sight of a black luxury car waiting for both of them to enter. A man in a tuxedo came out and opens the backseat.

Yami goes in first then followed by Izuku.

The car ride was quiet. Well, as quiet as Yami could be with her talking on the phone with someone. Izuku was just leaning to the side looking at the window. With the rain now starting to make an appearance. His view of the nighttime city was blurred by the drops and drips of rainwater.

For the next thirty minutes, it was like such. Until the driver pulled into the driveway of a large manner. It was ridiculously big. Apparently from what Yami had told him, this land was the place where heroism became publicized and revered as a service to the people. Izuku could picture himself as a kid, enjoying this knowledge, but as a young adult, he really didn't care for heroism anymore.

To him, it was just a job that allowed you to detain and hurt other people with your own powers. Seriously being a hero is no different from being a villain.

The driveway went into decline into an overpass. It was dark for a brief moment with only the mini-spotlights on the side of the road to show the direction. Then immediately, the entrance showed a dazzling yellow. Izuku still couldn't see from his wet window but the car soon came to a stop. A sign to get out of the vehicle.

Once he opens his door and Yami opens her side. Izuku was met with bright golden lights. It looked like an entrance to one of those fancy hotels. Cars came in from different directions and entrances and parked in front of the same entrance.

Izuku saw many people dressed in formal clothes, men and women with even some children. All went inside.

"Really nice isn't it?" Yami says.

"It's alright. A little too much for me." It was true. Izuku never felt so uncomfortable in all his life, he rather be in the dirt of his forest than the smooth cement of this entrance. Everything was glowing bright gold. It made him feel foreign compared to the dark forest he grew up with.

"Well let's go inside. Maybe the food will calm you down." Yami pulls him along. To any other teenager, it would have been embarrassing to have your mother drag you around but to Izuku, he found it somewhat helpful as his sense of direction in an urban environment is really terrible.

The butler holding the door nodded at every guest. It wasn't until inside when the guest of this event was walking up the two divided paths that lead to the upper floor. Izuku could tell that many people recognize Yami and him. It was annoying.

Izuku did tune out the gossiping and such until him and the rest of the guest found themselves at the ballroom. With two rows of food on the side of the room for all to enjoy.

The room itself was massive, it was longer and taller than Yami's house two-fold. This is where many guests scattered, some danced, some ate and dine, and others talk to one another.

Izuku saw the incoming amount of people approaching Yami, so he took this chance to slip away and to see what kind of food was given.

"Izuku! Wait!" Izuku ignored Yami's calls and continued onward to get something to eat.

Reaching one of the tables that offered food. He found himself staring at the confusion, most of the dishes that he looked at were made of meat and judging by his smell he at least hunted those animals back in his previous life in the forest but the dishes right before him were prepared in a way that he didn't find appealing.

Picking up a silver plate and the maid, who manages the food at that table, had given him some cooked meat. And some rice on the side. At Izuku's request, the maid gave a nod and odd look but didn't bother with questioning his food choices.

Satisfied, Izuku grabs a knife, fork, and some chopsticks. He took a spot next to the massive window and at by himself. Dining in a meal that he certainly did not enjoy...

Meanwhile with Yami...

The number one hero was used to crowds. It was part of the job. However, her maternal instincts kicked in when Izuku was no longer at her side and disappeared into the masses. She was taller than the average woman but even then she couldn't find her adoptive son.

Izuku had always been a reckless boy since day one. While he did his part in studying academics and basic etiquette for many situations that can come with being a celebrity son. Izuku made it clear he did not enjoy her company. Yami of course understood his feelings towards her were justified but over the course these last seven months. His distance was always there. She made an effort to support him in anything he did, within reason of course, but Izuku would usually be hesitant or refuse her assistance in anything. Most days she didn't see him due to her occupation but it only multiplied the emotions of a caring parent would for a child she couldn't see. Even the days when she was home, Izuku didn't make the effort to talk to her. Always in his room either studying or sleeping. He would go outside at least twice a day to go hunt for some food. It pains her nowadays, she ate alone, the first few months she would cook dinner but Izuku wouldn't eat it. Always vomiting afterward. He wasn't used to his food being created in a factory, he had his meals right after the hunt. Which was her own fault for never bothering to ask? Then the times when they were in the same room, she would always make the effort to talk to him, however, even the most simple topics were always met with a hard time.

Yami was discouraged for a long time. She was a woman in her late thirties. Yet she never once had a boyfriend. No man to keep her warm and safe from the terrors of her past. All the men that she took interested in would only be with her for her powers, social standing, or wealth, sometimes a combination of the three. It had hurt her on many occasions but she was optimistic. However, her clock was ticking. She desired to settle down, start a family, and live the rest of her life in retirement. The only thing stopping her was the need to look for a successor.

The responsibility to find the person to lead the next generation. But over and over again she was met with disappointment. She had an option from an old colleague Nighteye, but that person turned it down.

The only option left was the boy she defeated in combat. The boy who she called him as a son. The boy who she began to love on a familial and even romantic surface. The boy keeps denying her advances to live a virtuous life one leading down the path of righteousness.

It aches her heart. She didn't know what had caused it, this feeling of squeezing in her chest. The feeling of being a Quirkless teenage girl back in middle school having a crush for the boy who rebelled against society but understood and respected the importance of family. Izuku made her feel youthful most days with that rebellious nature at heart.

Oh, sometimes she wishes she was young again. To be taken by a person who could provide the one thing that she could never achieve herself: emotional security.

It pains her that she was the cause of his suffering. Every day she regretted it. But had it not been for him all those years ago. She would have died in that forest by the hands of that monster.

"All Might." A rough voice greeted her. Yami's thoughts were pulled away but a friendly face and his family.

"Endeavor! Rei! I am so glad to see you. And young Shoko as well!" All Might greets the Todoroki family with a handshake from Endeavor and hugging both Rei and Shoko.

"Yami! It's so nice to see you."

"It is, how is everything?"

"Very well and peaceful thanks you and Endeavor's efforts." The white-haired woman said. Yami knew Rei since the marriage of Endeavor was announced. The two where good friends that hit-it off. Although, as the years that followed, Rei became more distant and depressed during their monthly phone calls. It is until a couple of years after Rei's fourth and last child came into the word was when All Might got word of Rei being sent to a mental institution.

It was during that point when she heard what was going on in the Todoroki household. How Endeavor would use Rei to breed the ultimate combination of their quirks. The sole reason for the marriage. To create an offspring that would surpass All Might. Yami did her best to help Rei get through therapy and after a few more years. She started to work for her agency. Which she promptly divorced Endeavor. While Rei was disowned by her family, she uses Yami's last name nowadays.

The mother has shared custody of all four children since the divorce.

Still, Rei is looking after Shoko until she was grown up to look after herself.

"And you Shoko, how have you been? Getting ready for U.A?"

"Yes, Auntie. Plan to go to U.A.?" The stoic girl says with a small smile. Yami nods at her.

"Well, I have no doubt you will get in. It's a matter of what you take away after your three years."

Shoko nods in agreement. Rei joins in. "Say, Yami, where is your son? Didn't you say you were bringing him along?"

"Yes, where is this lad? I saw footage of his fight with that villain. It seems he has some talent." Enji added.

"I would like to meet him." Shoko bluntly states.

"Well...I lost him when all of us went into the room. I don't know where he could be. I am planning on looking for him."

"Come Yami, he will be fine. If he can defend himself in a villain attack than there is nothing to worry about."

"It's not that. He is not good with crowds. Or even people in general." Yami says with concern in her voice. Rei picked it up and looked at Enji. The man merely nodded. While the two had divorced, Rei had forgiven him.

"I will go look for him. Do you have a picture by any chance?"

"Ah right here," Yami says taking out her phone and going into the albums. It was a picture of Izuku only in boxers using his handcrafted bow to hunt.

Enji looked at the picture, having a photographic memory of the teen's face.

"I will look around. We have about thirty minutes before the events start. Hopefully, by then I will find him and reunite with you."

"Thank you Enji/Endeavor." Rei and Yami thanked as the man went to go look for the teen.

"We should look as well. The place is as big as it is." Shoko says. Yami thanks her. The trio goes to find the young man as well.

Back with Izuku...

Sick. His stomach felt like shit. Izuku was vomiting all the recent food and some of his breakfast. Oh man, he hated it. He missed Tenka's cooking, she was better than anyone he came across, even himself.

"Ugh! Hur! *cough* *cough*." Izuku got up from the toilet and went to the nearby sink to rinse his face. The profuse sweating, his damped hair. He was not getting used to civilization. He wanted to hunt...needed to hunt. His legs shaking from the anxiety and stress. Backing away from the sink he looked at the mirror. His collar exposed as he was not breathing well from consuming the food. He left it like that.

Straighten and stretching his limbs, he fixed himself as best he could. Combing his damped hair with his hands. Izuku sighed a breath of relief, he wasn't eating for the rest of the night. He was gonna stick with water, which was gonna be hard since most of the liquid in the ballroom present was alcohol.

Going outside, he found himself in the crowd again. Instead of wandering around, Izuku took a spot next to the towering window again. This time he made sure to find himself a seat on one of the soft chairs where he could look at the rain as the chatter zoned out of his attention.

He liked the rain. Especially if it was quiet to hear, which unfortunately isn't at the moment, he found it a reminder of home. How rarely it rains but when it does, it makes him at ease. Just like so...

Leaning back against the soft cushion, Izuku gazes at the showers hitting against the glass. Arms crossed, he had a small smile on his face. Resting his arms on the sides of the chair. He relaxes as his body just zones out for a few moments.

Suddenly a loud sound echoed the room. With eyes of irritation, Izuku, and the other guest looked in the direction of the sound. There was a platform on the other side of the room and with it that little microphone that people use to make their speech sound loud.

For a moment there was no one, the lights dimmed. Dark enough for only the lights on the platform being the only thing that anyone could see.

Izuku got up instantly when a set of footsteps came up. He recognized it. The figure walking up to the podium dawning a two-tone suit and with his white fur present along with that recognizable scar on his right eye.

"Testing testing...okay this thing is on. Good evening ladies and gentlemen! I am Nezu Midoriya. The principal of the top hero academy in the east known as U.A. Academy."

"Nezu?!" Izuku shouted in surprise and in joy. His sickness leaving him as he rushes through the crowds to go meet his son.

"I am honored to host the Hero's Odari this year. I am grateful for the chance to host such an important event."

"Nezu!" Izuku cries out but his voice was muted by the audience's claps of respect and cheer. Izuku dodges and weaves between the masses but even this was getting ridiculous. His son was here?! He has the chance to talk to him, to ask him so many questions! To help him find Tenka! Izuku was almost tempted on using Primal but that would look an offense to all the heroes in the same room.

"So let us start off with a single pair dance!"

"Nezu!" Izuku calls one last time before he bumps into a person on the way causing both him and the other to lose balance and fall to the ground.

"Damn..." Izuku couldn't finish his thought as blinding light rain upon him. The masses around him had parted. Pushing himself up, he looked at Nezu who was smiling that damn jovial smile he all to remember.

"Oww..." Izuku turns his attention to the person he apparently bumped into. She was wearing a light green dress with a pearl necklace and bracelet. Her hair was done up in a ponytail but oddly enough it looked spiky.

Sensing all eyes on him. Izuku mentally groaned as he got up and walked over to the girl. He offered his hand while saying...

"Are you okay? Sorry, I bumped into you." He remembered basic manners and it was starting to drive him insane.

"Oh...I am fine. You just surprised me. Please look before bumping into someone."

"Will do. Can you get up?"

"Yes, thank you." She grasps his hands, Izuku gently pulls her up. She was taller than him by a few inches. Her eyes held black pupils and she had black hair.

Letting go of her hand, Izuku then turned to Nezu. He was about to speak before the sound of music played.

(Waltz of the flowers plays in the background)

"Let's start with some classical!"

Izuku and the girl next to him was puzzled. But the girl soon blushes from the embarrassment of an audience in this mass to be focused on them.

Izuku looked at his son as if this was a joke and judging by the wide grin on the little furball's face. It was and he had to humor him. Turning to face the taller girl. She looked at his stoic expression.

"Let's just humor them. Then we can continue the night separately." Izuku offers a hand to the girl, he was partially glad he was forced to learn basic etiquette for just about any social situation.

Still embarrassed, the girl complied and interlocks her left hand with his right, placing her right hand on his left shoulder. They danced together, the crowd remained silent. Many were amused to see a couple of teenagers dance for them. Izuku held back his anger in fear of hurting the girl he was dancing the floor with.

"Ah!" Izuku pauses at her quiet yelp of shock. A piece of her heel has broken off. Groaning even more in his head, the music didn't even seem to stop.

"Can you dance?"

"I don't think I can."

"Take off the heels."

"What?!" She whispered back.

"Look just take off the shoes and I will take off mine. We can dance easier that way!" Izuku argues back. The girl was red flushed at this point but she complied not trying to make a fool out of herself in front of these people. Izuku slipped off his shoes and kicked them away to the side. The girl did the same with her heels.

"Now, let's dance a bit faster." The music picked up and both of them slid and step across the floor. Izuku was helping the girl balance herself since she wasn't used to moving in a slippery environment. Izuku put in the extra effort to not yell at the girl for being so clumsy. His patience was running thin with each step and slide.

Eventually, the music hit its climax and the picked up the pace with Izuku taking the lead. This time the crowd was really enjoying it. Even the girl felt amazing in the company of the boy. He was the only one who wasn't enjoying this at all...

Sensing that the music was ending, Izuku picked up the girl from the waist and twirled her around in a beautiful notion that captivated many of the women in the audience and earned respect from the men. Rising up in the air, the girl felt her hair blow in the motion her arms free and not scared of the attention nor the touch of this stranger.

Once the music ended, Izuku gently places her down. The girl had a fun smile on her face while Izuku remained stoic. The two walked hand in hand to make sure that the girl wouldn't fall due to slipping. Both of them went to get their shoes and Izuku leads her to one of the nearby chairs. The spotlight was off him but he didn't keep his eyes away from Nezu...

"Thanks for dancing with me. I know my performance was kinda lackluster." The girl says to Izuku who took a seat next to her.

"It is not your fault, if I hadn't run into earlier than I wouldn't have made you break your heels." Izuku apologizes as he gets two glasses of water from a passing maid. Handing the girl next to him a glass, she nodded thanks to him.

"I am Momo Yaoyorozu. I assume you may have heard of my family?" She introduces herself for the first time that night.

"Nope never heard of your family," Izuku responds back bluntly catching the girl off guard.

"Really? It's highly unlikely since my family helped improved the heroism business nowadays with shareholders and investments in some agencies."

"Yep don't know your family nor your family business."

"Oh...well how about your name? It feels odd that you haven't introduced yourself yet."

"Izuku."

"Okay...Izuku, did you come here as a guest for some hero?"

"Yes, what about you?"

"Yes, my family works with the Tenya hero family. So I was their guest alongside their daughter."

Izuku felt himself getting bored. He could tell this girl wanted to talk to him but he wasn't interested in her. That damn dance put him on the radar. Even some of the guests still looked at him, expecting some more entertainment.

"What hero did you come with?"

"...All Might." Izuku hesitates.

Momo widens her eyes in surprise. She couldn't help but connect the dots on his first name.

"Izuku. As in Izuku Midoriya? Your him?" Momo questions as Izuku nodded grimly. He was getting more and more uncomfortable, as some people heard the girl.

"Yes...that's me. Keep it down would you? I don't need the attention of everyone in this room." Izuku scowled at the girl who visibly recoiled in her seat. Sighing aloud, Izuku got up off his seat.

"Wait! I am sorry!" Momo quickly followed him but she forgot her heel was broken causing her to fall forward. Izuku turns and catches the girl. She felt herself being wrapped around her waist and still unharmed by her carelessness. Her fingers gripping his chest, she didn't mean to act so scandalously in such a formal event.

"Just sit down and leave me alone," Izuku says with an unamused expression. He carries the girl back to her seat and gave her one last scowl.

"I'm sorry if I offended you." She looked with guilt and confusion.

"Tch." Izuku left her without any more words spoken. They were strangers, while she had intentions of getting to know him, he sure as hell did not.

Momo looked at his retreating figure with a sad expression. What did she do wrong? Was breaking her heel that bad? Or was it her looks? He seemed like a good guy judging by how he helped her during the dance but his expressions said differently. Maybe she was reading to much into this and the guy was simply having a bad day. Then again, she didn't expect that kind of behavior from the son of the number one hero.

Momo sighed, she wanted to get to know him. Coming from a home-schooled background, she rarely had any friends besides Tenya-Chan. Not many female friends and absolutely zero guy friends. Which made her all the more nervous during that encounter with Izuku. Yet as the two danced, she can feel herself enjoying his company.

With some ease, she created a new pair of low heels, something she could at least run in. As the red particle light faded and her new pair of shoes were on. She dumped the heels in a nearby trash can.

Momo took after the young man. Someone who she can see that would be a great friend...

"Shit!" Izuku curses as he began weaving and dodging the people. His mind was feeling numb, the food felt like poison to him. Eventually, he stopped to catch his breath. He couldn't continue, looking where Nezu should be. SHOULD BE?!

The little pack-rat was gone?! Izuku felt his impatience getting the better of him. Gritting his teeth the sound of them grinding against on another made him almost want to yell out his name.

Whatever...Izuku needed to get to the platform and track his scent. Walking forward, Izuku was about a fifth of the room by now.

Moving between the masses, Izuku really wanted to get by faster but his body felt really weak. Once he saw another servant pass by with a tray of water(thank god). He gladly got himself a drink. He passed by many other servants but they all had alcohol on their trays which obviously repulsed Izuku.

Chugging the water he went to go place it where it wouldn't matter. Just as he was about to continue his journey to his destination...

"You have no right to litter in a formal event such as this!" Izuku groaned as another voice was directed towards him. The teen didn't even pay any mind as he just walked along, it wasn't until a person stepped in front of him, presumably the person who calls him out.

"Don't go disrespecting the party!"

"Look...girl, I don't have time to deal...with you." Izuku felt his body starting to even struggle to make out words.

"You are not even an adult and your already drunk! How shameful!" The girl says crossing her arms over her chest. Izuku got a good look at the girl. Tall(again), this time with blue hair tied into a pigtail. She even wore glasses while wearing a dark blue dress but this one seemed more covered than Momo's dress.

"Seriously...I need to go." Izuku felt his body starting to wobble.

"Not until you follow the rules~"

"Alright ladies and gentlemen, thank you for your patience. Let us begin the next dance. I would like everyone to please make space for the following dancers!"

The spotlights came on again and Izuku was not amused whatsoever.

"I am going to beat his ass once I find him!" Izuku grumbles underneath his breath. Feeling the rays of light rain down upon him and the girl right before him.

The girl who was in his way was surprised by merely took off her glasses and put it in her handbag. Leaving it on the table alone. Izuku actually got hit with a boner right then and there. Damn, he wasn't expecting the girl to be this attractive.

"It seems we must perform. Though I am not afraid since your last performance with Yao-Chan was spectacular." She says grabbing his hand and leading him to where all the other dancers seem to be. Fighting every urge not to shout out god damn curses at Nezu.

"Hey look it's that boy again."

"Wow, what are the odds?"

"Man, he gets to dance again?"

The voices of the spectators irked Izuku to no end. Eventually, he found himself with five other dancers. There was a man who literally had wooded hands. It almost looked like a crazy prosthetic limb but it was fully functional and mobile to be one. His partner was a blond woman with purple pupils. Wearing a beige dress that was reveling more than it should, not that Izuku minded the view.

(New World Symphony 9th Minor plays)

Unfortunately, Izuku didn't have time to pay attention as the music began to play in the background. Unlike the dance with Momo, footwork was faster than before. Izuku could tell that moving fast was this girl's style. The two held each other in the same manner as the other dancers.

"What's wrong? How come you are not following the rules of the dance? ?"

Izuku gave her quirked eyebrow. A script? Like this dance had a step-by-step that he didn't know about?! He thought it just mere movement along with the music. Oh man, he was so done with this nonsense.

Pulling the girl close to him, she cried in surprise as Izuku looks at her dead in the eyes and says. "Fuck. The. Rules."

With nothing anger and frustration guiding his every move. He took the girl by surprise and the two danced at a fast pace, catching the other dancers by surprise.

"Wow, it seems we have a hasty pair," Nezu comments making Izuku grit his teeth.

The whole dance was a big blur, unlike the first one. Izuku really did not seem to remember much that went down. All he knew was that his limbs burned like hell and his stomach felt empty. Fucking painful.

Sweat dripping down his body making his dress shirt cling onto him which didn't go unnoticed by the girl. She felt hot as well, moving so fast with her partner was exhilarating. As their bodies inch closer and closer to the point where they were making contact. She felt his warm and sweaty body. It made her flushed by that was quickly overshadowed by the rush of them moving across the floor together.

Izuku couldn't even begin to think anymore. His mind was dull and all because of some shitty food that fucked him up.

He heard the song nearing its conclusion and thanked whatever god that it was over. Once the final note was finished so did Izuku finished the dance with a pose. Like the last one.

This time the dance ended with the girl and him mirroring pose as they kept their opposite hands together, balancing them both.

Izuku stood up straight and tried to let go but the girl clearly had something more to say.

"That was an amazing dance! Even though you didn't follow the rules of the group dance."

Izuku could only nod, he wanted to sit down somewhere quiet.

"Can we give a round of applause for our dancers?"

Izuku sharped his mind to focus on where Nezu was, he looked up and found the mouse-dog-bear hybrid just sitting up on one of the chandler's microphones in hand. Questionable yes, but uncharacteristic of Nezu? Nope.

Once the spotlight ended, Izuku was about to leave but felt some resistance. Looking back at the girl who recomposing herself, she stopped him from leaving.

"Will you lead me back to the table? I am afraid I cannot see to well in the dark."

Izuku didn't say anything and just took lead. He felt the girl grip him tighter. It was hard to find the table and for the girl to retrieve her handbag and equipping her glasses.

"Before you leave. I want to say make sure you follow the rules, they are there for reason."

Izuku gave her a look of annoyance. "The reasons aren't always right."

The girl felt challenged by this boy. She was about to argue otherwise but another voice interjected.

"There you are!" Izuku cringed at the voice.

"Yao-Chan? Glad to find you here. Your parents were separated by my family once we entered."

"Ten-Chan! That was a great performance, though you didn't follow the planned dance as intended."

"Well thanks too...my apologies what is your name?"

"Izuku..."

"Yes, it was thanks to Izuku here that we ended up throwing regulations and rules to the wind."

"Really now?" Momo asks as she turns to Izuku who was looking at the ceiling with an annoyed look on his face.

"Speaking of great performances, yours was really great to Yao-Chan."

"Thanks. It really came out of nowhere though. Didn't they said they already had dancers selected?"

"Yes, that is random. But the audience sure did enjoy it."

"I hope so because I enjoyed it," Momo says then looking at Izuku who wasn't paying any of the girls any mind. His arms crossed as he looked like he wanted to rest.

"What about you Midoriya-San, did you enjoy the dance?"

Izuku opened an eye at the girls before closing it. He was in serious pain.

"It...was good." He struggles to say.

"Thank goodness, I thought for a second there you didn't enjoy it. Even after my mishap with my heels."

"Uh-Huh," Izuku said absentmindedly.

"Midoriya as in~"

"That's enough ladies, let the lad be. I am going to bring him back to his mother." A rough voice interjected. Izuku opened his eyes in all seriousness as much as he could muster. The man was tall and hulking with red hair and blue pupils. Dawning in a red suit.

"It's time kid, now let's get you back to Yami-San." The man brought him up by the arm. Endeavor looked at the sickly kid, he was sweating so much but he assumed the kid was merely tired from the performances he displayed for the crowd. Izuku followed along with the man.

"Farewell Midoriya-San!" Both girls gave their goodbyes, Izuku could only muster a nod and began walking with the giant man.

"So Midoriya as in the number one's son?" The tall blue-haired girl asks. Momo nodded in affirmation. Both had a feeling that they will see him soon...

With Yami...

The blonde woman was still waking with Rei and her daughter Shoko around the ballroom. During the pauses, one of the big-screen television sets would light up and focus on who was performing. The first dance she was surprised. Her son was dancing with the heiress to the Yaoyorozu family.

How skillful and graceful Izuku was, even when he and the lass kicked off their shoes and danced freely. Yami was proud of Izuku even just performing no matter if it was good or bad.

The second dance even surprised her more as another Heiress danced with her son but with few other pairs. How her son moved fast and swift it was eye-catching.

She would talk to various heroes and their guests about Izuku.

Asking what was his quirk or where was the husband? It was all easy to answer/lie too. From what she pulled out of the records of Izuku's previous family. There was only a single mother, the father was not in the picture. So she just said that Izuku was her son's quirk was related to hers and that father had passed away. Easy enough, but Rei, her best friend knew better.

"Yami. I know when your lying but if it's too uncomfortable for you to say. But is Izuku really your son?" Rei whispers but that last part was heard by Shoko who looked in shock.

"Rei what are you talking about. Of course, he is."

"Shoko dear could you give us a moment, I need to have a private chat with Yami here," Rei says, already sensing the lie that Yami just spilled out. Shoko nodded as she moved to another table to look at the screen of the current dancers now.

Yami looked with some nervousness at Rei. The white-haired woman gave a look that said "do not lie to me" while taking Yami to a secluded part of the room.

"Now Yami I am going to ask a series of questions. You are going to answer them honestly understand?"

Rei gave stern look as Yami nods.

"When and where was Izuku born?"

"Japan...obviously."

"What's his favorite food?"

"Meat..."

"Where did he live with his father before coming back to you?"

"In the countryside..."

"Alright last question. What does he take after you?"

"His...his..."

"Yes, go on. I am listening."

"His...courage?"

"I see...your a horrible liar and a terrible mother," Rei says coldly.

"I'm sorry." Yami offers her sadden expression.

"Don't be sorry to me, be sorry to yourself. I mean look where has lying going to get you. I don't care how the relationship between you two came to be, but I hope that you aren't using that young boy for your own gain."

"No, I am not!"

"That's another lie. What's happened to you Yami?"

"It's cause I owe that boy a second chance at life."

"What?"

Yami begins to tell a summarized version of what's been going on with Izuku, from the day she destroyed his home to adopt him into the family. Yami even began to explain the behaviors that Izuku would display when he started living together. Then she would go on about how her feeling for her son was driving her crazy and it was affecting Izuku as well.

Rei listened to this with a stoic expression, she felt too many things from what she was being told. It would explain her thoughts about Izuku being so reserve with social interaction with others when Yami was the opposite. His uncomfortable and sometimes angered expressions when they showed him dancing with his partners.

"That boy... you are causing nothing but pain for him," Rei says.

"That's crazy. I have been all my effort into making sure Izuku adjusts well into society. Into our way of life."

"Maybe he doesn't want to adjust, his home, all he ever knew was taken from him. By a hero fighting a villain. I don't blame his perception of society now since it revolves around heroism and villainy."

"Rei I am not the bad guy here!"

"I didn't say you were. It's just that boy...no Izuku was unfortunate to experience that kind of loss."

"Well, all lost people before Rei."

"Yes, but how would you feel if you were stuck with the person that caused her death?" Rei questions causing Yami to stay silent.

The two women remained that way, eyeing one another. Rei knew that Yami was not considering Izuku's perspective fully.

"Mother." A voice broke the tense silence.

"Shoko." Rei offered her daughter a smile to remove the tension in her being. She was a mother of four so she knew what it meant to understand your kids even if the things you want for them are not the things they want for themselves.

"Are you done with your talk? Father has arrived back with Midoriya-San." Shoko asks to which both ladies nodded and followed the youngest Todoroki.

The three arrived at a table. Endeavor and Izuku have taken their seats. The man looked at the boy while the teen leans back while drinking some more water.

Yami could already tell something was wrong. Izuku looked pale, sickly pale and his dress shirt was sweaty. Rushing forward, she places a hand on his cheek getting his attention.

"You have a fever." Izuku was burning hot underneath her touch. Izuku couldn't utter a word as he nods. All he wanted was to rest but the voices of many people and the music that played in the ballroom were keeping him awake and stressed.

"So that explains it," Enji says drinking a glass of whiskey.

"What do you mean?"

"Izuku here was barely able to talk when I found him. He was with the young ladies who he danced with earlier. At first, it seemed he was just tired but as we got here and waited. He seemed more dilated. Figured he was tired but he asked a lot of water every time a butler or main passed by."

Shoko seemed curious and was about to ask something before Izuku became too tired to speak but Rei grab her hand and stopped her. Shaking her head, Shoko only nodded at her mother's demands.

Mother and daughter took a seat next to Enji and Yami took her seat next to Izuku. The boy was drinking many glasses of water. Yami knew that the event would last for about two more hours so she felt bad that Izuku had gotten sick in such a short amount of time.

"He needs to rest. This crowd isn't doing him any good." Rei says as Yami nods.

"Izuku. Can you walk?" She asks with concern.

"Let... sit down," Izuku says as he finishes another glass of water.

"Alright, dear. Just let me know if you need me to help move out of the room." Yami got a nod from Izuku.

"Let me get some towels. I need to cool him down." Yami says as she rushes off to the lady's restroom leaving Izuku in the company of the Todoroki family.

"Midoriya-San. Keep talking to me okay. You're burning up right now." Rei moves her seat next to Izuku and uses her quirk to cool him down a bit. Izuku shivers but doesn't say anything.

The cold breeze from her fingertips made his body helplessly quiver in numbness.

"Well, well if it isn't the boy from the red light district." A voice got his attention as Rei and her ex-husband looked at the voice.

"Midnight." Endeavor greets.

The woman dressed in one of the sexiest dress of the whole ballroom approached the table. She stood behind Izuku's seat and leaned over. Izuku struggles to look at her.

"You..."

"That's right dal. It's me, the woman who you blew off at the club." She said with a smirk.

"Still can't handle the food eh? Don't worry it took me a couple of years to get used to it as well." She says stroking the damped curls of Izuku's hair.

The teen shook her off as best he could but he was too tired and sick to do anything.

"Nemuri! Don't go wandering off again! The girls are going to dance some more. You coming?" Another voice called out as Izuku smelled a familiar scent. He just couldn't figure out where though. A red-haired woman with a short haircut in a long red dress approached them. She too immediately stopped and noticed him. For a brief moment she as silent waiting for something to happen but seeing the sickly teen doing nothing but paying her some attention, the newcomer looked at Nemuri.

"Yea I will be right there. Is Shouka still being reluctant to dance? Because I really want to see her dance."

"Yea, Miruko is still trying to get her to join the rest of us." The redhead said.

"Fine let me handle it since I did bring her here. Later kid and don't go getting yourself into trouble now."

"Shino! Nemuri! Hurry up the next song is about the play!" Another woman joined the crowd.

"We're coming Ryuko! Let's get on the dance floor ladies!" Nemuri cheers as she departs with the other two women. Once the music began Izuku felt himself get even sicker. Almost wanting to throw up. Rei quickly tended to him.

"Midoriya-San do you need help?"

"No...going...to...restroom," Izuku says covering his mouth.

"Please we can help you." Rei insists but Izuku shook his head. He was tired of social interactions. Instead, he walked off in the direction of the toilets.

Meanwhile which Yami...

The woman just finished getting some paper towels for her son. She was concern sure, this wasn't the first time that something like this had happened to him when consuming food. Aches, fever, even the chills will get to him. Yami regretted bringing Izuku along, she thought that the teen had become somewhat alright with crowds and outdoor food that she thought to think of what would happen when something like this started. She could hear another song play in the background. It was almost done.

After getting ready to leave the bathroom when the door opened and came in one of the Pussycats. Shino Sosaki. She had a phone in her hand as she didn't pay any mind to All Might.

"Umiko, you don't have to apologize. It's okay, your already a couple of months pregnant. You wouldn't want to be at a place as lively as this."

"I know...sorry, you never liked these events anyway."

"It's okay little sister. Only a couple of more hours until the events done. Anyway, have you picked a name yet?"

"I was thinking Kota. Since it's a boy."

"Kota...I can't believe it, I am going to be an aunt. Your gonna be a mom."

"Thanks to that boy who saved me and Kota. Izuku was his name?"

"Yep...though he wasn't looking so hot tonight."

"Why did something happen?"

"He isn't adjusted to consuming food cooked in society yet."

"Wait...so he's like you and Nemuri?"

"Yes. I smelled it on him. He noticed me too. It's been a long time and he's grown up from the little boy that he once was."

"Is that so?"

"Uh-Huh. Listen sis I have to go. Take care now."

"Bye Shino."

With the sound of the beep, Shino turned to look at All Might who was looking back at him. "It's rude to listen to other's conversations. Can I help you All Might?"

"You mention my son. How do you know him?"

"Pfft. Your son?" Shino glares at the woman before walking towards her.

"You took that boy away from the only thing that reminded him of his real mother. You have no right to claim him as your own. The world may have been fooled but people like me know better."

"I asked you a question Mandalay! How do you know my son?!"

"Why should I answer you? You may have the power over him but you definitely don't have the respect."

"At least I am willing to help him get a better life!" Yami shouts. Shino merely flared her killing intent.

"You call capturing him, making him learn the rules and expectations of society a "better life"? I wonder what's keeping him motivated to stay in a place that is most certainly hell for him." Shino walks past Yami but stops at the exit.

"Your gonna learn that all your efforts will be for nothing All Might." With that Shino leaves the restroom. Alone, Yami grits her teeth, her nails digging into her palms.

"What the hell would she know?" Yami questions before taking the paper towels along with her...

Meanwhile with Izuku...

"Huff..." Izuku breathes heavily. Leaning on the wall for support. His body was sweating even more. He so desperately wanted to get away from all those people.

His body was close to giving out. At any moment he could feel himself collapse.

Eventually, he found one of the many restrooms in the ballroom and opened the door with much trouble. He fell down on his face and began to crawl, he wondered why there weren't any urinals but that was in the back of his mind.

Crawling underneath one of the stalls, Izuku climbs up to the toilet bowl and releases himself. The amount of blood and mesh mixed together made him understand that he really fucked up this time...

"Guh..." He felt another amount leaving his body as soon his vision turned a dark red. Rubbing them, he found he was bleeding. Not just from there but his nose and ears. His senses were blocked out and couldn't make out anything. Not even able to see the toilet water with his blood and vomit mixed together.

He hurled a few more times before falling down on the tiled floor. He could barely breathe. Soon he found himself unconscious...

3 Months later~. The night of the Entrance Exam

Izuku sighed to himself, he remembered the events of that night, one of his worse experiences with food from civilization. As a consequence of that night, Izuku was bedridden for two days. It took him some time afterward to adjust himself to eat any kind of meat from his hunts. He kept to himself even more. Rarely a few times a week he would run into Yami but left before any conversation was produced.

For the next three months, it flew by. He was now studying at a level he should be at. So the written test was manageable.

Due to his physical capabilities, he was having an easy time going through the robots. He actually took this chance to vent some anger at the helpless pieces of metal and wires.

Then came the zero-pointer, besides carrying a girl to safety, nothing amazing happened. Once he saw how big it was and remembered how the proctor told them to not fight it. He did as expected. The day of the entrance exam went by fast. Soon it was time.

Once he got his results, he would be transferred to living on campus from what Yami told him after he came home.

He was glad though since he was starting to get tired of living with the unbearable woman. He didn't have to listen nor be in the presence of her constant attempts of trying to make the relationship between him and her more than just a lie.

At least now, he was getting closer to his goal...

Author Note:
Komori is the Japanese word for Bat(the mammal).

Zo is the Japanese word for Elephant.

Odori-meaning Dance.