~ Third Person P.O.V ~

While Uraraka desperately tried to hold Todoroki back before he lit the blond male aflame, Katsuki as well as the others were still trying to comprehend this newly found information. If Izuku never told Todoroki about the bullying. . . how the fuck did Kaminari know? It didn't prove everyone's theory about the electrical blond being the traitor; however, it did only heighten it. How the fuck did Kaminari know information Izuku never even disclosed with anyone? 

"Someone want to explain to me how the fuck I didn't know this?!" Todoroki growled, wanting nothing more than to bash the blond's face in.

"Because Midoriya never told anyone, weren't you paying attention Todoroki? Ribbit." Asui asked, she wasn't even trying to be sarcastic when she said- it just. . . happened.

Inhaling through his nose, the duel haired male repeatedly reminded himself that the green haired girl was, in fact, a girl. If not? He probably would have tried to fight her- only to have Uraraka float him or something.

"Todo, please calm down. . . me and Kacchan are past all that stuff. Plus, it happened ages ago- he apologized now let's just focus on the task at hand, yeah?" Izuku said soothingly, patting his best friend on the shoulder.

"Fine," The younger, yet taller, male grumbled. "But you and me are having a talk later Bakugo." Todoroki added sternly.

"Yeah, yeah- whatever Icy Hot."

Rolling his green orbs, Izuku turned his attention back onto everyone else in the room- his stern look catching all of their attention. "Look, we don't have any hardcore evidence- but Kaminari is raising a lot of red flags. . . We should probably take this stuff to Aizawa and see what he can do about it." 

His fellow classmates nodded their heads in agreement, most of them still looking a bit worried, or apprehensive on certain things. But they agree nonetheless.

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The raven haired man released a tired groan, rubbing his face exhaustedly- for he was abruptly awakened from his nap by most of his students. "Is this the same Kaminari we're talking about here? The one who thought dogs lay eggs?" Aizawa asked, listening in on all the 'evidence' they had to give him. 

"Yeah, we get it Kaminari is a bit of an idiot- but if he were the traitor it could all have been just an act. We don't know that for sure, but with your help maybe we could figure it out." Kirishima grumbled, crossing his arms across his chest.

"And with all due respect sir," Iida started, "we wouldn't all be here if we didn't believe it was true. I'll admit it's far fetched because of our lack of evidence- but there's only so much we can do."

"Yeah, what the extra said." Katsuki seconded.

Heaving an amalgam sound between  snort and a high pitched scoff, Iida glares at the blond. "I have a name you know! You should really start being more respectful to your fellow classmates Bakugo-"

"Shut up!" The Bakusquad said in unison, turning their attention back onto their tired teacher.

"Wait a minute. . . remember that crazy chick who tried to drain our blood? And the guy who made replicas of people. . . what if that happened to Kami?" Asui suggested, "Because think about it- no one, I don't care how good of an actor someone is, no one can fake being as stupid as Kaminari is. And he's definitely been acting. . . smarter."

There were scattered murmurs of agreement and nodding of the heads from everyone else.

"It's. . . a possibility," Izuku mumbled, his mind racking a million miles a minute at this new idea presented to them. Thus resulting in him getting lost in his own train of thoughts.

"Look," Aizawa groaned, "not that I believe an idiot like Kaminari can be the traitor or anything- but I do, however, trust most of your guy's' judgement. So the best advice I can give you is to catch him in a lie. If he's not the real Kaminari we know. . . it'll show- I'll have some pros on stand by."

"And how does one go about doing that?" Ojiro asked, tilting his head to the side.

 Sighing, Aizawa lays back down, sipping his sleeping back up to his eyes as he closes them. "You're all smart, figure it out yourselves." He said, albeit it was a bit muffled.

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Kaminari, (Toga) , lazily sprawled himself out on the couch- phone in hand as he scrolled on some social media app. The plan was for Izuku to go up and talk to him, seeing as though he apparently had a crush on him. Get him talking and eventually say or ask something that isn't true in hopes of the blond going along with it while the others watched from afar.

"Hey Kami!" Izuku chirped, inwardly cringing at the nickname. "What are you up to?" He asked, sitting down by th boy's feet.

"Oh- hey Midoriya, nothing much just looking through Instagram." He said, his yellow eyes morphing into pity. "I heard about you and Bakubro not being friends anymore. . . how are you holding up?" Kaminari asked.

The freckled male sucked in a breath, conjuring up the best sad expression he could. "As best as I can. . . It just sucks ya know?"

Kaminari nodded his head, sitting up and wrapping an arm around Izuku's waist. "I'm sorry dude- he's an idiot." He said softly, planting a peck on Izuku's temple. A few eyes had landed on Katsuki at the sight of the kiss, grateful that the boy still, in fact, couldn't see.

Lord only knows what he would do if he could.

"But on a happier note!" Izuku exclaimed, "A few of us were talking about going to the Water park. . . you know- like we did last year." He said, now this was the lie- Izuku was hoping the blond would slip up and go along with it.

"Oh yeah for sure, that was uhm. . . that was really fun last year!" Kaminari chuckled.

"Yeah. . . it's too bad you got sick in the middle of us being there. . . huh?" The smaller male pressed, a small smirk forming on his face.

"Totally man, that sucked." 

"Mhm. . . Too bad you're not the real Kaminari." Izuku uttered, without giving him a chance to react- the smaller male pinned him down on the couch. His hands clasping around Kaminari's wrists, precluding him from trying to twist out of it.

Izuku really was strong.

Seeing as though this was everybody's queue, Asui used her tongue to firmly hold the blond into place- relieving Izuku of his duties to join the others in a battle ready position.

"Now," Todoroki growled, activating his left side and holding it dangerously close the boy's face. "Who. The fuck. Are. You?"

Hello Cricket Cultists!!

There's literally only like, one or two chapters left soooo. . . I can't wait finish this book- as sad as I am so see it end- I really want to have time to focus on other projects!

Until we meet again!!!