Because I deny I will bring it up later, David didn't go to jail because they still needed him for shit. He's only being carefully inspected.

Do I think he deserves a harsher punishment?

HELL YES! HE GOT HIS DAUGHTER IN THIS SHIT FOR FUCK SAKES!

But that isn't my choice. Moving on, I got Melissa's number legally.

Score!

Alright, alright, time for the actual story!

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The moment that stupid plane landed, I jumped out of the door and rolled down the railing.

Actually did. With a broken arm.

"Midoriya, be careful! At least wait for me!" I hear Yagi in the background, begging. That is probably because he is still salty that I did my surgery.

Do you know how expensive it is to have people to do your surgery? SUPER FUCKING EXPENSIVE! Why am I going to pay someone when I have the supplies to do my own? The only real problem is pain.

I can suck it up and deal with that, honey! I haven't taken a pain relief yet!

I do wait for him, though. When he finishes climbing down the stairs like a pansy, he glares at me with his blue eyes for a moment before asking, " How do you have so much energy when you should be slowed down?"

"Pain doesn't do shit to me!"

"Language..." He sounds so tired of me right now. I kinda feel bad. Like, two percent, I feel bad. That's a rather large percentage for someone like me! Usually, it's one percent. That's considered lucky! Nevertheless, I decide to remain quiet while walking.

We enter the airport to head to the conveyor when a thunderous voice overrides everyone else's voice.

"IZUKU!"

Holy shit, it's Hizashi! Jeez, he is loud without his quirk. I turned around to see my squad, Hizashi, Nemuri, and Shouta, approaching me. Hizashi is the first to walk up to me, look over me, and pull me into a harsh side hug.

Everyone seems off. Fuck you, Nezu, because now I notice this shit!

"Let's just hurry with your stuff and get your arm checked over," Shouta growls. Damn, someone is salty. Like that threatens me! Apparently, he threatened Yagi because he is gone.

The moment I get my shit, Shouta is at my side. He grips my free arm and forces me forward while taking my bag.

"Would you like to let go? I can walk?" I'm kind of confused if I may be honest. All I get in response is a tighter grip.

Alright then.

I turn my head to see Hizashi and Nemuri behind us, flashing me a look that I interpret as 'bitch, you are about to die.' Let's ask them! I raise my voice for them to hear, " Want to explain what is going on with this man? Did you two not get it on last night, Hizashi?"

"Izuku! Do you not know how to censor yourself with these kinds of things?!" The man in question screeches. Meanwhile, Nemuri is softly laughing, almost as if she is limiting herself. Surprisingly enough, Shouta doesn't react at all. He just walks faster, causing me to speed up as well. I have a feeling I won't get a response from him.

"No. But seriously, I need an answer. I'm attempting to worry here."

"What do you think it is?" Nemuri asks. I mean, there is a lot of shit he can be mad about. The thing is that I haven't been around him for an entire day, so I have done nothing! I wasn't allowed to prank him at all! Oh, wait...

"What time was it when All Might called?"

"That was in the middle of the day." He should have been up at that time. Wait a minute...that tone that readers can't tell!

Why do we bother fixing the wall at this point?

"You know, don't you? You just won't tell me." Two nods. Oh, fuck me! Not literally, but more like kill me. During our conversation, Shouta led us out of the airport and has forced us into the car that the UA staff shares. I'm forced in the back with Satan here, and Hizashi and Nemuri are in the front with bliss.

Lucky.

Now, what have I done to piss Shouta off?

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Alright, so we are at UA, and I still have no idea what is going on. Shouta drags me inside the building towards the devil woman's office.

Recovery Girl's office.

WHAT THE FLIPPITY DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS?! I HAVE BEEN A GOOD BOY, THE WHOLE TIME!

I'm forced inside the office to see Recovery Girl prepared for something. The moment I walked in, she smacks me upside the head with her cane.

"WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!" Yeah, I'm salty now.

"For worrying, everybody! Now, go behind the screen. I need to do an x-ray on your arm." Recovery Girl states as she pushes me in the direction. Thank gawd, I wore no metal today.

"But, my arm is fine?"

"I'm not going to believe you until I see it myself. Be quiet before I wack you again."

"You will find a reason to anyway!" That's the absolute truth. I will be surprised if I don't have a bald-spot from her by now.

This, of course, gets me a hit from the cane again.

It only takes a couple of minutes. When I step out, I spin in circles to release some pent-up energy. Recovery Girl faces the three adults in the room as I walk over to join them.

"Well, believe it or not, Midoriya's arm is done correctly. It seems to be healing correctly, as well. The only thing I would have done differently is knocking him out and giving him pain medication."

"This is why you should have more faith in me," I say with a smirk.

"Except you didn't account for complications, Midoriya."

"Social Darwinism! I die, I die - damn, stop hitting me! And you wonder why I have mental problems!"

"Unless you want to keep that cast on, I recommend you be quiet!" Sadly, I got to shut up because I kinda want my arm back, " I didn't expect you to go quiet."

I wasn't born yesterday, Grandma! I ain't going to respond to that. Recovery Girl kisses my cheek, and I feel my arm heal. Yay, my arm is back! Suddenly, I stumble. I close my eyes as my vision betrays me as I am dizzy! The last time that happened was when I drank too much...so always! Thankfully, I'm able to catch myself, but I feel a hand grip my upper arm of the unbroken arm.

"Izuku, are you okay?" I hear Hizashi's worried voice.

"Yip! I just got a hang-over is all!" I respond way too happy.

"Midoriya, when was the last time you slept and how long?" Recovery Girl asks. It takes me a moment to recollect my thoughts and open my eyes.

"Yesterday morning for an hour," BANG, "COME ON!"

"Before that?" Oh boy... I ain't going to tell the truth on that.

"Three hours the night before." Another wack! I DON'T THINK THIS IS WHAT A NURSE DOES! A rough voice ruins the silence.

"Tell the truth, Izuku." Damn it, Shouta.

"Wednesday night, a couple of hours?" I can feel the shock, even from Shouta.

"That's four days on barely any sleep, Midoriya." You know it's bad when he calls me by my family name.

"It works, though!"

"Based on his energy, I thought he was in better shape. Apparently not. That will get him killed early. Then he did surgery on that lack of energy? I'm not sure how he is still standing. Have you tried medication?" Recovery Girl asks as I hear her scribbling away.

I feel the hand gripping my arm tightly. I finally look up to see Shouta. For some reason, I thought it Hizashi holding me, but it's him.

"Uh, yes. I even tried the adult stuff as a kid. If I may be honest, I'm in a better position now than I was as a kid." That is the truth. I can hear the sigh in the room that indicates that Shouta is speaking once more.

"I'm taking him home and forcing him to sleep as soon as you remove that cast." Recovery Girl gets to it.

"But I feel fine."

"I will be surprised if you don't pass out within a few minutes. You're running yourself down, Izuku. You need to sleep. I don't know how your mother hasn't forced you at this point." I stiffen up and try to pull from his grip, but I'm stuck here.

"Deal with me your whole life, and you will get it."

"I'm able to get you to sleep."

"Don't ask me how. I swear you sneak drugs into my system somewhere."

"You would notice if I did."

"True." Once Recovery Girl removes the cast, Shouta is already pulling me out with the squad right behind us," Jeez, pushy."

"Get a call in the middle of the day saying your dumbass kid is cutting themselves open for surgery, and you will get it." Damn, reflect! Quick, I need a comeback!

"That I can't relate to because I would just stab them myself!" Shouta glares as me as he forces me in the car.

Hizashi attempts to help while getting in the driving seat," Izuku, I think he is trying to indicate something."

"That doing surgery on myself is stupid? Yes, but at least now I can say that I did surgery to myself! Imagine the fame I could get!"

Nemuri looks at me, confused, " How do you have energy after all that? That would have knocked anybody out easily."

"I don't feel tired, like, ever."

"Sounds like a blessing."

"A curse for anyone who lives with him," Shouta mutters.

"Hey, at least you have a guard human 24/7!"

"Except, I have to guard you to make sure you don't pass out."

"How many times have I passed out? Not drunk, of course, " No response, " exactly. Fight me, bitch."

"Where's CAT? I can get a message from it if you are about to." I go quiet. Oh, the pain and suffering! " Izuku?"

"CAT got destroyed. The leg was broken because I was inside, and the dude I was fighting was metal bending. He bent the leg to snap my arm. Then I used an Ultra Blast to destroy a huge fucking metal cube with All Might."

"Does that mean you two are finally getting along?" Hizashi asks.

"Nope, I'm salty with him because I had to save him twice! Twice!"

"Damn."

"Hizashi, language," Shouta tells his boyfriend.

"But Izuku literally just cursed!"

"I gave up on fixing him. I can prevent you from turning to his side." I feel offended!

"What's wrong with Izuku's side?"

"This is the same kid who can probably take over the world within two weeks."

"Bitch, three days!" I slide in.

"See?"

"Then, you want to be on his good side!" Hizashi exclaims.

"Oh, boy..."

Good thing for you, Shouta; we are here!

I, of course, am the first one to hip hoppity out of there because I hate sitting still.

"Hey, I have an idea! Let's have a cuddle party!" Hizashi exclaims.

"I don't mind joining!" Nemuri says with a flirtatious grin.

"As long as it is in my room and that we aren't doing a quad-some, I don't care. I don't want to smell the sex in Shouta's room." I state. That earns me a smack upside the head from Shouta.

"I don't care, but we aren't partying. Izuku needs sleep."

"My God, you treat me like a child."

"Because you are one."

"But my IQ is higher than yours; therefore, I'm the adult here!"

"They judged wrong then. Come on." Shouta grabs the back of my neck to force me into the apartment. He leads me straight to my room, pushes me down, and lays beside me. Nemuri goes on my free side while Hizashi takes his boyfriend's space. Don't ask how we fit. We just fucking do.

"You know, we have the wheels of a car. Like, we could be the fastest car in the world!" This earns laughter from Hizashi and Nemuri. A hand runs through my hair, gently massaging.

"Shut up and sleep, kid. I have punishment tomorrow."

"What kind of punishment games?"

"That's my boy!" Nemuri says as we high-five.

". . .just be quiet, both of you." That was a legit question! Well, he seems calm now. It only takes me a minute to knock out.

Don't take pictures, or I will kill you. We totally don't cuddle like the gay hoes we are.

There is the fluffy moment no one asked for! You're fucking welcome!