I'M FINALLY CAT FREE! PURRING FINALLY!

I know. That was bad, but it was worth the FRISK!

Fancy meeting you here, Death. Oh wait, it's just Shouta shaking his head in disapproval if he ever knew why I did this to myself.

I'm done.

So it's been a couple of weeks, and a bunch of shit has happened. First off, Shouta and I waking up in my bed was as awkward as I made it out to be. Haven't spoken about it since. If that ain't friendship, I don't know what is.

The second thing is that I finally remembered to show Todoroki the video. Here is an exclusive reaction to the video!

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About a week ago

I had to watch it with Todoroki in the cafeteria because the boy never has free-time after school because of his jackass father.

I might end up hacking custody from him. He doesn't deserve his son, nor does he deserve a family. If he has other kids, I will take them too. Shouta will have to fucking deal with it. Back to reality!

I sit next to Todoroki at the table with my laptop out, pulling up the video.

"Hey, mate, remember that video I keep putting off showing you? Well, here it is!" I start the video. There is more, but I'm going to skip to the juicy shit. CAT got to face Lord Ozai about half the time.

"Yes, now excuse me. I have some bitches to beat." I state.

"Who said you were dismissed?" Endeavor demands.

"Myself. I go by my own rules, you piece of shit." I swear I see stars in this boy's eyes.

"You're supposed to respect me, you brat!"

"Stop acting like a child and give me a reason you decided to talk to me in the first place."

"You seem like someone capable of taking on Shoto, even without your quirk due to...CAT here. Don't go easy on him. I need him to beat All Might."

"Uh, first off, don't tell me what the fuck to do unless you want trouble. Second, don't ever use me as a challenge to build someone up to beating bloody All Might of all people because that is just an insult to me. Finally, you don't need him to beat All Might. Don't throw your petty dreams at your son. If anything, he needs to leave your ass and get you arrested because you're just not a hero."

I didn't realize this before, but his flames actually lit up in anger! Think that would scare me? Try again! After I grinned at him, he seemed more reluctant. I guess I did like a Cheshire grin?

"You're insane. I don't know how you got here, but I can end you sooner than you can end me."

"Bet, See ya!"

"Izuku, could you actually ruin my father?" Todoroki asks. I've never seen somebody so happy about someone who smack-talked their father. Even if it's a cute little smile. That's something!

"Yip! I have enough proof to ruin his reputation, at least. He has crap on me. Your choice. I'm willing to help out anywhere I can." The truth!

"I appreciate that. Thank you, Izuku. You have helped more than you realize."

"Probably. I just do what I got to do."

I give Todoroki credit. He didn't want me to do anything because he knows that knocking down the number two hero could cause significant problems. Selfless boy.

Now I spoil him with food he can't get like candy and love! Well, as close to love as you're getting with me, which is beating each other up!

I don't know why he's going to his asshole of a father for internships, though. His choice. I'm not his mom yet.

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Third, I finally made cookies with Sato! Turns out, he's a fucking God. I'm not trusted off-campus by myself at the moment, so I forced him into the teacher's lounge to make them. That's a story of its own to tell.

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"I thought we were supposed to go to my place to bake?" Sato asks as we crawl through the window.

Suspicious as fuck, and I'm surprised I got him to do this, but alright!

"We were! Except I got in trouble for the whole cafeteria incident, and I've been really wanting to bake so might as well get Sugar-Man to help me! I already have the supplies, so anything you want!"

"Are we supposed to be here?"

"No, the door is locked with a reason."

"What the world, Izuku? For baking? I like my sweets as much as the next guy, but isn't this extreme?"

"Priorities, darling!"

We start making chocolate chip cookies because those are the bomb when we begin to hear slamming on the door.

"Uh, should we start worrying?"

"Maybe? I got this. Good thing they're in the oven already!" I walk over to the door, CAT right beside me to support its owner, "WE ARE MAKING COOKIES. LEAVE US ALONE, OR I WILL BURN THESE FUCKERS!"

"You seriously have no respect for teachers."

"The truth!"

"IZUKU, OPEN THE DOOR NOW!" Shouta screams through the door. I see Sato going to hide behind the couch.

"I'M STAYING OUT OF TROUBLE FOR ONCE!"

"How are you able to talk to him like that?!" Sato asks.

"He's used to my shit."

"He's scary!"

"Please, the only thing I'm scared of is my mom kind of." Lie. It's germs to the extreme, but I'm not going to expose myself like that. Welp, I hear the door unlocking now, "How come the one time I do something nice, I get in trouble!?" Shouta walks through the door, glaring down at me. The disrespect!

"Maybe because you locked the teachers out?" He asks.

"It's called a surprise, Zawa."

"No...why did you even need to lock...Sato?" Behind the couch, the boy reluctantly rises, " Did he make you do this?"

"Yes!" Pussy, you agreed to this.

"You're safe. Go to lunch before I consider otherwise." Sato literally runs off, leaving me with the demon in front of me.

"I'm socializing with somebody other than a hobo, porn-star, and radio-star?" I attempt to cover myself. The timer goes off, and I walk from the conversation to pull them out and place them on the stove.

"Seriously?"

"NO COOKIES FOR YOU!" I say with Gordan Ramsey's accent.

"I really don't care. You need to eat."

"That's what the cookies are for."

"Actual food."

"It is actual food if you eat the whole plate along with a bento I made."

"I shouldn't have to deal with you during the school day."

Demon man. He still got cookies somehow. He had to make his food that night.

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Fourth? I'm not keeping track.

Actually, I don't think there is anything else significant, so I will just summarize the rest.

I hung out with my mom, so Hallelujah there! We mostly talked about things that happened over the two weeks that are gone. I at least have my materials back, so we chat while I'm working on something.

Shinso and I have been getting along great through our pain and suffering! By that, I mean Shinso's pain and suffering. I have no damn limits. He decided to try out Shouta's scarf, something that will take forever for him, but I will let him for a while before recommending new gear. He's getting better physically, so I can have to give him credit.

He still denies that he's Shouta's secret son.

Then, I figured out what happened at the Sport's Festival with Iida. His brother, Ingenium, was taken out by Hero Killer: Stain. He's still alive, but I don't know too much. I can actually empathize with Iida because it felt fucking terrible seeing Shouta against that Nomu. I hope he doesn't do what I did. He can't think up quick plans like me. He isn't impulsive enough for that yet. However, I have a feeling he will. Revenge is a mighty strength, yet a weak mind. It doesn't help he is going to Hosu, the location of Stain's last kill. I can't help much because he will deny me anyway, but I will keep an eye on him. That's why I hacked his phone to continually give me a location! He won't even notice!

Finally, I worked on my costume. I changed a few features on it! Starting with the costume itself, it looks mostly the same; however, I made it all rubber. The first time I tried this, it was body tight, and I don't feel like showing off my dick size, so I made it looser. It covers my whole body except my face with a thin vest underneath. I added a new feature as well: Mobility gear 2.0!

I'm willing to admit that the original mobility gear had some problems. The main problem is that it sucks in most locations. I need walls to swing myself around, and reasonable situations like that are hard to come by. I decided to change it. I got rid of the grapples for now and made gloves and boots filled with compressed gas with adjustable nozzles. To get them to work, I move the handle strings attached to each of my fingers. It was a bitch to figure out, but I got it to work. It lets me run around at top speeds with the boots, and I can use the ones in my arms to succeed in a backflip.

It took forever for me to learn, but I got it!

Besides that, I made the nunchucks apart of my official arsenal as a capture weapon in case my batons can't do anything. The only difference is I made it so they can catch on fire if I need it to instead of just heating up. Speaking of batons, I added two new features. One I won't talk about yet, but the other lets me press the two ends of the batons together, creating a staff because you got to have a lot of ways for one thing.

The final detail is a headset along with mini earbuds that I can give to heroes if needed. Shouta suggested that and I have a feeling it's so he can keep with me during the internship, but oh well!

Speaking of internships, today is the day we start them! Oh boy! A whole week of dealing with Shouta! You can hear the sarcasm dripping from my voice!

Well, I'm forced to be here with the other students to see them off and hear Shouta's speech.

"Everyone's got their costume, right?" Everyone raises their case except me. He said it was a waste of time to bring it here, " You know you are not to wear your costumes without expressed permission or use your quirks. Stay out of trouble and don't anything stupid. Now get out of my sight." Shouta starts walking off. I face everyone.

"Basically, don't do something stupid and die! Have a nice time!" With my signature grin, I follow beside him, leaving behind freaked out kids as they walk to their stations. I had already said my goodbyes earlier, " So, what are we doing, Eraserhead?"

"I hate hearing that from you of all people."

"I'm attempting to be professional here."

"Something you can't do in the first place."

"Harsh blow, mate." Shouta ignores that.

"I need to assess your combat skills before I decide to throw you out. With and without gear." Damn, I can face him with. Without, I would have to dodge always.

"Yes, sir."

"I already hate this."

"I have done nothing wrong."

"The sad part is that it is true." Damn hypocrite.

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We are in a field. An open field. Shouta chose this on purpose because there isn't much for me to take advantage of. We are going without support items first. He even forced me to leave CAT at home. Hope CAT isn't too lonely.

I don't care what you say. Robots have emotions too!

"You ready?" Shouta asks.

"Ready as I'll ever be." I sing as I take as much distance as possible. I have a simple idea.

Plan A: Wear him down and then take him down. Plan B: Don't fuck up plan A.

I try. The basic idea is while Shouta is as fast as a jaguar, but he can't last nearly as long as me. I have a couple of tricks up my sleeve. I'm not powerless, after all.

The man doesn't give me a chance to think as his ribbons try to attack me and I dodge to the left with a roll, picking up some dirt with my left hand secretly before getting up and dashing forward. Hippity hop gotta avoid this bullshit. I keep approaching, and Shouta decides to take his chance and approach forward, getting ready to throw a left punch towards me.

Too bad I'm not willing to take that.

I cover up my mouth and nose with my right hand before closing my eyes and throw the dirt down, causing a little bit of a dust cloud. Coughing can be heard from my demon friend. I could take him right now, but I'm afraid he can take me down. Hence, I slide around him on the right, opening my eyes before taking a moment to grab something from his back before running off. I don't know why he has a full knife on view, but he does. I run back to give myself space, holding the knife in my right hand. Now I can have some fun.

"Should have known you didn't jump over the ribbon for a reason at the beginning." Trust me, I hate this too, mate. Dirt is yucky. There are multiple things I can do with a knife. I could use the gleam to blind him for a moment, but his goggles could block that. I could throw it and probably catch his shoulder. I hit an eye before, so that's possible. But I can't go hurting him. Logistically speaking, I made it harder for him to kill me if he were an enemy.

That is a plus there.

I can't go hand-to-hand with him because that is a lost asking to happen. I could do the dirty trick again but aim for his face, but that is predictable. There is one thing I'm good at. My acting skills are spot on. I haven't responded to his sentence with a reason, and I keep looking at the knife. I haven't moved.

"Izuku?" I hear him ask.

You take advantage of any weakness you see.

I press the knife against my hand before cutting my palm, blood oozing out of my cut. It takes everything not to breathe in the smell.

"Izuku!?" I hear him approaching. I look up with my psychotic grin on my face, stopping him in place.

"What's wrong, Eraserhead? Don't like seeing a little bit of blood?"

Shouta is frozen in place as I approach, the blood dripping on the ground as I approach. I maintain eye-contact with him. If what I did something similar in the cafeteria, I should be able to cause the same thing here, right? I stop in front of him, the grin being erased from my face.

"Life isn't fair, huh? That's why I will take any advantage I get."

With that, I kick him in the stomach, causing him to fall down, and I pin him down, being careful not to get him bloody. But...

"Izuku, the fight is over, you won. Come on."

I start to feel nauseous as I stand up from him.

"Izuku?" I hear him, but the smell of metal is getting to me. I start holding my breath. I let go of the knife before I do something stupid though this is stupid anyway, so more stupid.

Suddenly, I feel sting then wrapping around my hand, covering the smell. It turns out, Shouta had brought a first-aid kit with him because he knew I was going to do something stupid. I take a deep breath and open my eyes to see him looking at me. I take a moment before I go bipolar on him.

"Welp, what a great way to start this week! Ready for the next run?" I state as I quickly get up, flashing a smile instead of my sick grin.

"No, we need to discuss what happened."

"Did I do that thing I did in the cafeteria?"

" Are you aware of what you were doing at that time?"

"Kind of? It happens when I feel emotional. Like, at the speech for the Sports Festival, how I project?"

"You are definitely projecting yourself. You have more power than you realize."

"Like a quirk?" Got to make a joke somewhere.

"Possibly. " Good thing I didn't happen to be drinking water.

"What?"

"Do you think so?"

"I'm going to hope you're fucking with me like I was because no. You would have erased it otherwise."

"Glad you maintained some sanity somewhere."

"That's intelligence, not sanity, Eraserhead."

"Are you okay, Izuku?"

"Tech-Sass, and yes."

"I get to refer to you how I like it because I'm your teacher, so calm down."

"You're still going to hear me complain. Do I get my gear now?"

"Nope, hand-to-hand combat now. I'm only letting you continue because you would get pissed off at me otherwise, and I deal with enough of your shit."

"Polite, thank you! Now, time to die!"

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I wasn't kidding when I said time to die. No gear, including Shouta and dirt, means he can literally kick my ass any day at any time.

Yes, I can dodge and all that junk. Shouta happens to have more experience. I did take free lessons when I was little, so I can beat Bakugo up.

I did. Multiple times. After that, it became instinct. I'm simply too used to Bakugo.

Shouta is simply too quick. Sure, I can learn from his movements and dodge, but he can switch a move rather easily, giving him an advantage. The only advantage I have is I last forever while he slows down, making it easier to dodge. I can continue till backup arrives, but not win.

"I'm surprised you have experience." Shouta pants.

"I had to to survive bullies," I state, barely worn down.

"I guess so. I was going to do gear as well, but you're talented in those. We're going to work on hand-to-hand combat for a while." I nod, getting straight to it.

If I said something, I would be complaining because I wanted to beat Shouta up with my gear. Maybe a little bit of testing.

My life.

Never goes as I want it.

I should put something sentimental here like 'but that's okay because that's what makes life unique.'

Let's be honest for one fucking moment.

I don't care who you are, you want it to go your way.

Wow, Shouta is right. I really am a distracted little puppy. I go from training with Shouta to some sappy shit.

Where is my mentality?

Out the window, apparently!