I entered my headspace as fast as I could, finding an email from Izuku's email account.

Dear (Y/N),

I'm here with your pro hero friends and dear God, I'm intimidated. Your parents have shown up, which I know is not a good thing for you to hear, but I couldn't not tell you. Your pro hero friends care about you deeply, and we've collaborated on a plan to get you out. We don't know where you are, or who you're with, or if you're getting these, but we love you, and we want you home.

I read through the rest of the email.

"My friends are geniuses." I whispered. Tomura shifted in his sleep, making me freeze. After several moments of silence, I continued reading.

Chiharu is updating the masses on only what we want them to know.

This may be out of line, but Temperature, Todoroki, weird ass, whatever you call him, he's creepy as fuck. Your dad threatened him after he said some of us were very close to you, and he just calmly said he was in love with you.

He said it so nonchalantly, like, 'Oh yes, today I went along and picked some daisies and went grocery shopping, confessed my love for someone, folded laundry, normal things!' WTF.

Anyway, I digress, you know I use comedy as a coping mechanism. We all miss you dearly.

STICK TO THE PLAN BITCH

WE LOVE YOU

WE MISS YOU

Come home soon.

Please.

With love,

Daichi and the pro hero's

I smile at his email, leaving the headspace only to see Tomura sleeping soundly in front of me.

My parents are there. I should have expected them to come, but I just didn't want them too. I pray for anyone that has to deal with them.

Daichi's email may seem insensitive, but I know he loves me. He's always using comedy to cope with trauma, so at this point, I'm used to it.

And this is where the plan begins.

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"I don't see how you're helping my daughter. You're all just sitting around, instead of looking for her!" (M/N) exclaimed from her seat in
(Y/N)'s office.

Every hero in the room wanted to scream at her and her husband that they were doing all they could, but they knew they couldn't. Chiharu stepped to bat.

"(L/N)-San, we want (Y/N) back just as much as you do, but we can't really do anything right now but wait." She explained groaning.

"Well while you wait around like bums, we're going to go check into a hotel." (M/N) growls, pulling her husband up and glaring at the heroes, Shoto in particular.

"I'll walk you out." Chiharu says. She walks out of the room behind the couple, every eye in the room in her. They waited a few minutes before she entered again.

"They're gone." She huffed, slumping down in a seat.

"Thank God!"

"I thought they would never leave!"

"Finally!"

"How does (Y/N) stand them?" Mina asked Chiharu in all seriousness. "They intrude on everything."

"She doesn't." Chiharu scoffs out. "And they damn deserve it. (Y/N) flat out ignores them. You know, she didn't even really want to be a hero till she met her teachers at U.A.? They forced her into it because they wanted a hero child. I'm not one to gossip, so if (Y/N) wants you to know more about that relationship she can tell you." Chiharu says. "But in my opinion, I hate her parents."

"Damn. Chiharu went hard." Kaminari said, making Sero snicker.

"If you guys would shut up, I'd like to tell you that she's read it." Daichi said, obviously on edge.

"So now we wait." Uraraka says.

"That's all we can do." Bakugo huffs.

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Shigaraki had to go again, leaving me with Dabi and Toga.

I laid on the floor of their room, feeling safe with them on either side of me. We all stared up at the ceiling in silence.

I shouldn't feel safe. These two people laying with me have killed people. Murdered people. But I feel at ease. More than I do with Tomura anyway.

"So, did he try anything?" Dabi asked, eyes still in the ceiling.

"Nope." I said calmly. "He brought me to a room with a double bed and said it was our room. He made me face him when we laid down so he could look at me."

"Creep." Toga said. "I swear to God, I could just slit his throat."

"You could slit anyone's throat and find pleasure in it Toga." Dabi said.

"Yeah, but I'd find EXTRA pleasure in slitting his. I don't like the way he treats (Y/N)." Toga whined, grabbing my arm and pulling it closer to her.

"Trust me, I don't either. But we can't exactly do anything about it. He's our boss." Dabi acknowledged, getting up on his elbows.

Why were they nice to me?

"He won't be doing it for much longer I think." I said. My eyes widened, realizing what I had said.

Fuck.

"What do you mean?" Dabi said slowly, flipping to face me. Toga pushed herself up, still holding my arm.

"Yeah, what does that mean?" She asked.

Cover your tracks.

"He'll lose interest soon enough. I've seen it happen with countless victims." I said solemnly. They nod in understanding.

That was close.

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Tokoyami took to circling (Y/N)'s office while his colleagues either went back to work or out somewhere to clear their heads. He looked at everything on her walls and her desk.

In the corner, she had a small flag pole with Japan's flag hanging limp on it's spindly clamps. On the walls were different diplomas, from the detective academy, her high school, she had her letter from the profiling agency saying she had passed the profiling test framed as well. A picture of her hung in a rectangular frame along with a newspaper clipping. The article was about her solving her first case.

Her desk was organized but yet messy at the same time, with things strewn about messily yet seemingly having order. He sighed, sitting down in her desk chair.

He barely knew her. She was a pretty face at a party, she shouldn't mean this much to him. They'd met once. Spoke once. Seen each other once. But he felt something with her. A tug at his heart.

It was love at first sight!

"Would you shut up? It was not love at first sight." The bird man addresses his shadow. "Simply... attraction."

Attraction my ass!

"Watch it or I'll go on a picnic. I will." Dark Shadow remains quiet at the mention of the sun. "That's what I thought."

"Hey man!" Ojiro exclaims, entering the office, bags in hand. "I brought food! Bird seed bagels, your favorite! I thought they might cheer you up!"

"Thank you Mashirao," Tokoyami says, his mind elsewhere. Tokoyami is handed his bagel as Ojiro sits across from him in the chair opposite the desk. "Mashirao can I ask you question?"

"Of course."

"Do you believe in love at first sight?"

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