CAT and I have arrived at my mother's apartment, and I'm more than willing to admit that I'm nervous. Time to man up and do the job. I knock on the door.

"One moment!' I hear her on the other side before the door opens, "Izuku?!" Mom tackles me into a hug, and I hugged her back.

"How are you doing, mom?" She pulls back before letting me in, CAT following quietly.

"I'm wonderful now that you're here! I thought you were coming tomorrow with Aizawa-san?" We walk to sit on the couch.

"I was. We still are. I'm just breaking the rules." Mom shakes her head.

"Somehow, that doesn't surprise me. I wish you could have warned me, though! I could have made a cake to celebrate how well you did at the Sports Festival!"

"Nah, I'm good, Mom. No need to worry about that stuff. If you really want to celebrate, we can go out to eat this weekend. That way, we don't have to cook, and we can celebrate as equals."

"I would love that, Izu. Now, you have to tell me about CAT. This is the most advanced you have built ever."

"Meow Meow!" CAT reacts, whipping its tail like an average cat and causing Mom to laugh.

"You must have put a ton of effort into this, sweetheart!"

"Over 72 hours, at least. I lost track after that. Requiring no sleep has its advantages." I respond.

"You haven't been sleeping?" Mom asks with a worried tone.

"Believe it or not, I have been sleeping better. A couple of hours at least. He has me working out early in the mornings in an attempt to get rid of some energy. It seems to build up faster than it depletes."

"It has been like that since you were a kid, Izu. Not even medicine or activity seemed to help. Well, the activity helped you a little. It slowed you down for a couple of hours before you caught up again, and even then, it was barely a change."

"Was Dad like this?" Mom thinks for a moment. I don't know much about Dad besides that he is supposedly overseas in America. That's it. He could be a top drug-leader for all I know, and I wouldn't know.

" He was hyper as you, yes. However, he was more restrained than you. He kind of knew his limits. You definitely take from his side there but in a more extreme case. He was a trouble-maker too. However, you top him constantly." Somehow, that doesn't surprise me because I always break standards and limits.

It's a part of me!

We continue our chat in a variety of topics until I head back to Shouta's place before I get caught.

---

"Fuck," I state. Yeah, fuck. I just arrived him to find Shouta already home. He knows something is wrong.

"Where were you?" Shouta asks with a glare. Time to think of something realistic.

"Stripper club teaching lessons." Actually, that's pretty realistic.

"The actual place."

"The gay bar beside that cheap-ass pharmacy."

"Izuku, I know for a fact that you didn't go there. Otherwise, you might look like you worked up a sweat. You wouldn't make a deal with Nezu over that. And don't bother lying because I checked all the places you frequent." Welp accurate. Before you ask, yes, I somehow bribed Nezu to keep a long conversation with Shouta going for me. Obviously, that didn't work so hot.

"Including the bars?"

"No, why would you go back to the bar?"

"Never know, drug deal?"

"Seriously? I want the place."

"My mom's place." That causes the man to rewind.

"Why? We're going there tomorrow."

"I didn't want you involved. Simple as that. The special moment you know." Shouta sits on the couch and sighs.

"You could have told me that. I should have known better...maybe. I never know with you anymore."

"Let's be honest for a moment here; if I had told you before, I would have been bored for an extra five seconds."

"You kill me mentally."

"It's not like I'm trying to!"

"Damn brat...good job on the Sports Festival, by the way, but I know for a fact you would have found a way out of that ice." Is he really trying to call me out now of all times? If I had my actual gear, yes. I didn't, though.

"Maybe I was trying to avoid All Might?"

"Sadly, I believe that."

"I seriously had no way out, though. The systems were frozen up."

"I believe the All Might statement over that."

"That is kinda sad for someone like me. How did you figure out I bribed Nezu?"

"Gut feeling. What did you bribe Nezu with even?" Hate that gut of yours, Shouta.

"A car for him to drive around the school in." Shouta facepalms. Honestly, it could be worse.

"Are you trying to destroy the school?"

"I would have already done that. I'd make it aggravating."

"You're lucky you have potential, or I would have already expelled you."

"AW, THAT IS THE NICEST THING YOU HAVE SAID TO ME TODAY DIRECTLY!" Shouta chokes on his water that he was sipping.

"Directly?"

"I know you like my singing! Otherwise, you would have said something bad!"

"Brat."

"Hobo."

"You're literally in my apartment."

"I thought it was Hizashi's place. You know, like a sugar daddy." I receive a glare for that. I MEAN, it's possible!

"I'm about to send your behind to Hizashi's place because you're aggravating- what are you doing?" I pulled out my phone during the conversation and opened up the squad messages.

Squad Messages

Divorce Exists: Hizashi, are you busy at the moment?

Miccy: No, why?

Divorce Exists: Shouta's kicking me out.

Dadzawa: I am not, you brat. Also, change my name back, or I will hang you up tonight.

Divorce Exists changed Dadzawa to Hobo.

I have to lock myself in the bathroom. He can't come in unless he wants to see more than the world.

Hobo: Face me like a man.

Divorce Exists: There is a difference between being a man and fucking survival.

Miccy: What the hell is happening over there?

Divorce Exists: I locked myself in the bathroom. He doesn't want to come in case I'm naked.

Miccy: That is genius.

Hobo: Don't encourage this shit.

Divorce Exists: You know he's salty when he is cursing.

Hobo: Salty? Is that what you kids use nowadays?

Divorce Exists: Yes, you salty cracker.

Hobo: Cracker?

Divorce Exists: Oh wait, that an American thing. Shit, sorry. It kind of like calling me quirkless. Except cracker means white person. Too bad we're having those problems now with quirks. Maybe America would be more accepting of me.

Miccy: They would try to YEET you out of there the moment they saw you.

Divorce Exists: With the bullshit they go through, I would be mild in comparison.

Miccy: True.

Hobo: You wouldn't be allowed to go to America anyway.

Divorce Exists: . . . CHALLENGE ACCEPTED!

Miccy: Wait! You still need me to pick you up?

Divorce Exists: Check on me to make sure I didn't die.

Miccy: Got it!

Welp, with that out of the way, time to do the challenge.

"CAT, search the cheapest flight to America," I yell through the door because I left them outside. I know that I'm a shit owner. Don't tell me about it. CAT meows in my earbud before relaying some information.

"Do you have a destination?" CAT asks. Shit, what is a nice place to go?

"New York City?"

"I am searching, now," I lay against the door until I hear, "Emergency power-down activated." What the hell? I opened my door to see Shouta having pressed that hidden button in its tail in case it malfunctions.

"WHAT THE HELL? YOU KNOW HOW LONG IT TAKES TO GET THEM OUT OF THAT STATE? THAT IS TAKING ADVANTAGE OF INFORMATION, YOU ASSHAT!" The next thing I know, feel scarves wrap around me and my feet off the floor. He hung me from the fucking ceiling.

"That is what you get, brat." Welp, time to push some buttons.

"Isn't Hizashi suppose to be in this position? Does that mean he's a top?" I think I went too far.

"What the actual fuck, Izuku? That is far, even for you." Shouta decides to try that scary face that doesn't work on a quirkless bitch.

"I'M TRYING TO HELP YOU HERE! GIVING THAT FACE DOES SHIT BECAUSE I'M QUIRKLESS, REMEMBER?"

"You ever thought 'hey, maybe these two will work it out eventually?' "

"Yes. Then I realized you two had known each other since high school. You're not getting hotter. If anything, you're both screwed out of that because you two overwork yourselves. I would like to consider myself advanced in the dating section."

"You never even went on a date before."

"At least I know how to show off my body when need be. Seriously, if you wear a V-neck, you would already gain a ton of points."

"I don't care, Izuku."

"You should. Maybe that's why you're always salty. You need some love. I heard men get grumpy without-" a scarf muffled the rest of what I was supposed to say.

"Shut up. I don't need to hear this from a fifteen-year-old in my custody." The scarf is gone. Now I'm not going to shut up.

"Just say I'm your younger gay brother, and all things are good."

"Are you even gay?"

"Nope, I'm asexual or something. I like to keep my options open. I'm not picky."

"I was hoping you were gay, so I don't have to worry about you bringing home children."

"I can do that still, even if I was gay. I built CAT for fuck sakes! I bet I can build a baby!"

"You have been home for ten minutes, and I am already done with your shit. You're going with Hizashi."

"YAS!" I screech. Shouta leaves me for a moment before finding a pre-packed bag and dropping it under me.

"Should I feel offended?"

"Bitch, you have no emotions."

"True."

---

So I have been up for an hour, and Hizashi finally comes!

"Shouta, Izuku, you two alive?!" The man bursts in the door and the first thing he sees is my hanging from the door, " That's a no." He dashes over to me, undoing the scarves and catching me, helping me on my feet. Due to the shitty angle, I'm dizzy, so he has to grab onto me, "You okay?"

"I'm fine. I been stuck up there an hour. Oh, and Shouta says you can take me with you."

"Where is Shouta?"

"Taking a nap."

"Was." We hear the growl behind us and turn to find Shouta glaring at us, " Please take Izuku with you. I need a break."

"YES!" Shouta covers his ears. I grin wide as Hizashi drags me out of the house to his car, "What are we doing?!"

"You're the leader, you choose."

"Go home, order take-out, eat, then just dance?"

"You know me so well, Dadzashi!" I fake tears because both of us are as dramatic as fuck as he starts driving.

"Dadzashi, huh? I'll take it!" Hizashi gives me a huge grin.

---

We arrive at Hizashi's apartment, and it's way better than Shouta's place because it's not a freaking trashcan. Now, we were supposed to order take-out, but I decided that as a treat for him, I will make him his favorite food. He accepted that so now I made some soup for him. Hopefully, I didn't poison it somehow. Anyway, I was busy setting up the table while he got out of his costume, and when he stepped out, I thought Jesus was at my door.

I will be honest; I did scream.

"WHAT THE HELL, LITTLE LISTENER?! ARE YOU OKAY? DO I NEED TO CALL EMERGENCY SERVICES?!"

"MAYBE, BECAUSE DAMN YOU LOOK HOT! WHAT THE HELL YOU HIDING THESE LOOKS FOR?!" Like, Hizashi is fucking hot! He has his hair down in a partial man-bun, and it makes me want to scream! Which I did. And I thought Shouta was going to be hot, but Hizashi took that fucking cake and threw it in the bloody ocean!

"Oh. You're lucky everybody in the apartment could care less."

"I feel you would have been kicked out anyway."

"Yeah..."

"Can we send a picture to Shouta? He would really like it."

"Okay? Why?"

"If you two would stop playing ignorant idiots, you would know. Now stand in front of the window like this...there...yes, there you go queen!" I adjust his position before taking a picture and sending it to Shouta. I'm not going to look for a response because I'm petty.

"Please tell me you have food ready. I'm starving."

"Sit down and eat then." We go ahead and sit down to eat. I think I nailed it because he has stars in his eyes. Thanks, Google! Too bad, the meal is interrupted in the middle with a knocking on the door.

"Let me check on that. Get the gun ready."

"CAT, cannon!" Don't worry; CAT can turn into a cannon-like on a pirate ship!

"Over-dramatic."

"Who do you think I learned it from?"

"True." Hizashi opens the door to reveal Nemuri," Girl, what are you doing here?!" Welp, no use for the cannon this time.

"I heard we were rebelling on Shouta, so I want to join the fun!" Nemuri exclaims. She looks better in regular clothes instead of a fucking dom outfit, but I can't say shit.

"Should have sent a warning."

"If I did, Shouta would know and take Zuzu away from us!" Zuzu?

"True." Zuzu? I need to cut in.

"I take a lot of things, but 'Zuzu,' not one of them. It makes me sound like a child!"

"You are a child. Now, tell me how you got kicked out."

"Multiple factors. I think the main thing that did it was telling him that he would be a bottom in sex." Nemuri bursts out laughing.

"How the hell did that come into a conversation!?"

"He tied me up, and I asked him if Hizashi was supposed to be in my place and if he is secretly a top." Hizashi blushes as dark as a cherry as Nemuri struggles to get ahold of herself.

"DAMN, THAT IS AMAZING! MY GOD, WE NEED MORE PEOPLE LIKE YOU IN THE WORLD!"

"If that were the case, the world would be ending as we speak. Ruled by Izukus."

"Are we going to ignore the fact that Izuku pretty much stated me in there!?" Hizashi screams without his quirk. Damn, he's loud even without it.

"If you two would just fuck already, we wouldn't have this problem!"

"Hold up; we're skipping over the main stages?" Nemuri asks.

"Um, they've known each other since high school. If that doesn't say anything, I don't know what does."

"Truth."

"NEW TOPIC!" Hizashi yells from the top of his lungs.

"FINE! NEMURI, DID YOU EAT?!"

"YES, SO WHAT ARE WE DOING NOW!?" We take a deep breath. We are over-dramatic fucks.

"Hizashi, you said you have Just Dance, right?"

"Oh yeah, we dancing bitches!" Hizashi exclaims as he sets everything up.

---

I look proudly at my first place five stars as my bitches have a mere 3 and 2 stars.

"Where the hell did you learn to dance?!" Hizashi asks me.

"Stripper club." Truth by God himself. Sadly.

"I'm serious!"

"I'm serious too!"

"I thought that was a joke!"

"No? When have I ever lied?"

"To Shouta?"

"For our safety. Besides that, I very rarely lie unless it's a surprise." Nemuri cuts in.

"You brought your stripper outfit?"

"I have a good pair of boxers. Why?"

"I want to see you dance."

"Back to Just Dance!" I am surprised I can pole-dance in general. It helps and all, but geez. Good thing all the students have a couple days of vacation, or we would have been screwed over school because of how sore we are! We danced ALL NIGHT LONG!