Shigiraki hid a smirk behind his father's hand, looking at the familiar colored hair in front of him. The privacy mask lowered slightly, taking down a deep sip of whiskey.

"So, have you dealt with the little pest that eats our vegetables?" He asked, speaking in code so as to not raise the suspicion of the few daytime customers in the bar.

"Mmm, not yet. I might use a small hunting dog for it. Those tend to work well, but occasionally they turn into pests themselves." The curved lips replied,their hand absentmindly swirling the ice in the glass around.

"Right, what's the dog's name?"

"Alvah. She has been useful so far." The figure responded.

"Alvah? Why I thought she was one of the ones that failed the class." Shigaraki muttered, unamused.

"She did, but that doesnt mean she doesn't have strength. Her bite is strong."

"Right." Shigiraki nodded, slowly picking up a glass of water. "Have you found the cat? His sharp claws might help."

"I did but the cat is busy it seems. It's traveled to Hosu, and has been staying there for 3 more incidents. We might have to bring him in to tame him, but maybe our little pest could be an added deal. The pest was trained by him after all."

Shigiraki scratched at his neck, ready to hear more. The person in front of him smiled. Getting up from the seat.

"Sorry little cousin, but I have to get going. The little bush needs more trimming~" The figure teased as they pushed in the chair, silently placing the glass in front of Kurogiri.

"What if you cut it too much?" Shigiraki asked, staring into his shot glass.

"Not that big of a deal, it was already partially dead when I found it anyways." They moved their hand in a goodbye, exiting the bar.

Midoriya sat nervously next to Bakugo, having moved down as the purple haired teen went to fight. His and Kaminari's battle was the first of the newly shortened bracket.

He sat silently, swinging his feet and biting at his lip. His hands palmed at his skin as he tried to focus on the match, but his brain kept running.

He felt his thoughts drift to Stain, which eventually went back to when he was kidnapped. He rubbed at his eyes, a headache forming behind them as everything suddenly felt bright.

Bakugo placed a hand on his shoulder, causing the green haired boy to jump in his seat. He forced his green eyes to make contact with red, before he returned them to the match, a loud shout coming from it.

A ditzed out Kaminari laid on the ground as Shinso attempted to hold him down. Sparks of electricity buzzed off the blonde occusionally, making it difficult to completely keep his hands on Kaminari.

Midoriya stood up as soon as Midnight announced the match, briskly getting out of the 1-A section of students. He made his way down the hallway, not paying attention to where he went. Which eventually caused him to bump into someone.

"My apologies, young Mi-"

"Sor-" the apology flew out of his mouth before he could stop it. His eyes looked up to the dark abyss of Toshinori's, the both of them staring for a second.

An uncomfortable air sat around them, Midoriya weakly holding his arms close to his chest. His muscles felt tense under the number one hero's sight, and he slowly gritted out a question.

"What are you doing here?" Midoriya managed to get out in a calm voice, no stuttering or weird silences.

"I wanted to see how the students were doing in person, speaking of which. How have you been recently? I heard you are slowly being integrated into Class 1-A."

"I suppose I am, it been on and o-off I suppose-"

"Will you ever join 1-A in their training?" Toshinori asked, interupting Midoriya.

Midoriya brought a hand to his thigh, tapping it to his own beating heart. "Maybe, but I doubt I'd compare to them. They have very interesting quirks."

"Indeed they do young Midoriya, as do most these days..." Toshinori gave the greenette a soft smile.

Midoriya's breath shook as he breathed it in, his lungs feeling tired and as if they had one hundred pounds on them. "W-well, I have something to do... B-bye Toshinori-San" he managed to stutter out, briskly walking away from the hero.

"I know that I have a bad relationship with him but how the hell do i still talk so calmly with him?" Midoriya softly muttered, lost in his own thoughts.

He rounded a corner and fell into somebody, the person holding his shoulders so he didn't fall.

"Hi Midoriya." A slightly startled voice said, Midoriya looking up at the face of who caught him.

"A-h Shinso!" He meekly said as he straightened himself. "You did well in your match against Kaminari." He smiled, going next to Shinso for their small conversation.

They leaned against the wall for a moment, before Shinso kissed Midoriya's hair, putting and arm over his shoulder in the process.

"Thanks Darling" Shinso smiled, nuzzling himself into

"H-have you already been to the Nurse? You could have unnoticeable injuries due to the electrical currents." Midoriya asked, a blush covering his face from the pet name.

"Yea, I did. What were you wandering out here for?" Shinso asked, his mouth right next to Midoriya's ear. The greenette felt a shiver go down his spine, with the taller teen's face so close to his own.

Midoriya separated himself from Shinso's grasp, his mouth starting to move a mile a minute "W-well we should head back to the seats!" He blurted out, his brisk feet carrying him down the hall.

Shinso caught up to him with long strides, linking their hands together. "Just until we reach my class, okay?" Shinso asked, looking into Midoriya's emerald green eyes.

"Y-yea okay.." the greenette said in a soft voice,turning his blushing face away from Shinso. The purple haired teen smiled at the shorter one.

The two of them walked in sinct, sharing occasional glances and smiles. Shinso felt his phone buzz within his pocket,but he left it there to keep the peaceful atmosphere.

They soon arrived infront of the 1-A seating area's door. Midoriya let go of Shinso's hand,moving his up to slide the door open. Suddenly it slammed open by itself, Bakugo's scowl greeting them.

"Hi Kacchan!" Midoriya greeted, a pleasant smile on his face. Bakugo greeted the smaller like normal, before finally noticing Shinso and scowling at him.

The tired teen returned the gesture, before slipping past the blonde to his seat. Bakugo looked back to Midoriya, who was looking up at him with big puppy dog eyes. Bakugo instantly knew what the smaller wanted.

"No Deku." He growled,only to have the puppy eyes get bigger and sadder. Bakugo huffed, tearing off his jacket and shoving it into Midoriya's arms, causing the boy to smile.

"Awe that was so nice of you to give him you jacket Bakugo! Are you two dating? You would be really cute! " Mina asked as she saw Bakugo shove his UA jacket at Midoriya.

The greenette and blonde looked at each other for a moment, not sure what to say. Bakugo made the first move.

"He stabbed me in the arm a few months into third year of middle school, pinkface."

Midoriya gave an innocent smile, slipping the oversized jacket over his jacket, making his torso look nothing like a torso. He enjoyed feeling like a nothing less blob.

Shinso sat down in Midoriya's spot, next to Todoroki who stood up to let them in. Midoriya tried to get past Shinso, the two of them akwardly bumping their lower halves together.

A soft apology left Midoriya's lips, Shinso starting to return the gesture before Present Mic started talking.

"Down for this round we have the explosive boy Bakugo Katsuki and the defying gravity girl Uraraka Ochaco! Both of the students are from class 1-A!!!" The voice hero announced, excitedly pumping a fist in the air.

"Since these are you students Eraserhead,who do you think will win this?" Present Mic asked, smiling at his husband.

"They're both strong in their own ways,but Bakugo is a head on fighter and tends to attack first and think second. Uraraka however plans and attacks,but spends too much thinking at times." Eraserhead commented, holding his phone in his hand as he waited for a response from his son.

Shinso pulled out his phone, Aizawa having messaged him earlier. He pulled up the chat, under a picture was the message 'Youre not slick, Hitoshi'. The picture looked like it was taken off a security camera, and it was him and Midoriya holding hands in the hall, him staring at Midoriya with doting eyes.

He saved the photo for himself, and turned to show it to Midoriya. The greenette was currently occupied with watching the match, a random notebook in his hand as he observed Uraraka touched the fragments of ground that Bakugo blew up.

Shinso instead took a picture of the cute sight, seeing a light mumbling barely escaping the boy's lips. The tired teen leaned in to see what the cutie was mumbling, also taking a peak at the notes.

There was a detailed drawing of Uraraka in her hero suit. A few comments of 'too big','needs more padding' and a few small scribbles of things to change. The page next to it had details on her quirk,possible teamups between classmates and newer heros and what type of heroics she would best be suited to.

Shinso placed his chin on Midoriya's shoulder,which spooked the green haired boy making him flinch. Shinso stuck out his tongue as he had bitten it.

Midoriya looked over at him, his hands hovering over the other's face. The greenette inspected Shinso's tongue, and upon noticing it was fine sighed and sunk into his seat.

A big boom came from the stage, Midoriya's head twisting so hard you heard it crack. A hand abstinent mindedly reached up to it. Shinso noticed a few scars stretching across it, a bunch of fine lines laid in two rows, about an inch apart.

"Hey Midoriya, what's with-"

"Anddd Bakugo Katsuki wins!!! We will have to take a small break to fix the stadium though!" Present Mic announced, spinning around with excitement. Eraserhead turned off his mic, and got up from his chair.

"Hey bandages where are you going?" Mic asked, the overcom still on. A mumbled answer of 'coffee' was heard, followed by Present Mic sighing.

Bakugo soon bursts into the seating area, Midoriya looking up with a quirked eyebrow.

"Why the hell are you looking at me like that, Deku?" Bakugo sneered, closing the door then crossing his arms.

"Nurse" Midoriya signed, a pout on his face as he mimicked Bakugo's motion. The blonde huffed as he rolled his eyes, starting to go to the seat he was in before.

Bakugo's feet left the ground as he was heaved onto Midoriya's shoulder. The blonde made a startled grunt, punching Midoriya's back like a toddler.

"LET ME THE FUCK DOWN." He demanded, a few explosions sizzling on the greenette's back. The teen let out an inaudible sigh, clicking the door shut as he left the room. The class could hear the angry blonde's screams as the pair left down the hall.

The soft taps filled the nurses room as Midoriya paitently waited for Chiyo to look over Bakugo's ears and joints.

"Young man, you should know not to put off such powerful blasts while in recovery! Not to mention not wearing your earplugs! You should know better young Bakugo."

" Right... Thank you Chiyo." Bakugo said begrudgingly, knowing his mother would beat his ass if he didn't thank the woman. The two of them looked over to Midoriya, his lips moving with furrowed brows. His silent mutterings and foot tapping made them worried for him.

"Izuku dear, are you alright?" She asked, him not responding. She tilted her head, getting off of her stool and calling his name again.

"Hey, Deku." Bakugo called, also getting up but he went to tap the boy's shoulder. Midoriya flinched in on himself, jumping a tad back to better see the situation.

"Oh... do you need something?" He asked in a soft voice, taking the corner of his lip in to chew. He felt his fingers dig into the fabric of his hoodie, the feeling too rough for his liking.

"Does it feel hot?" He asked suddenly, unzipping Bakugo's UA jacket off of himself.

"Izuku if you got another fever I swear I will lock you up." The nurse groaned, going over to feel his tempature as the boy kneeled down.

"You don't seem to be too hot. Have you gotten enough sleep recently? Or any dizziness and shortness of breath?" She asked, leading him to a bed to lay down.

"I got.. fourish hours last night? I haven't been keeping track. And I felt dizzy while walking around earlier but I didn't think it was a big deal." He mumbled, sitting on the matress as he felt Bakugo sink next to him. The blonde rubbed circled against his back, which started to cause pain in his chest.

He let out a small whimper, which caused the flood ducts to soon open. His breathing raced forward, but he forced it to calm down. A few more tears slipped before he wiped them away and stood up.

"Ah Midoriya, you shouldn't leave if you anxiety is spiking like this."

"O-office." He shoved out of his mouth, running out the room and down the halls. Bakugo growled, facepalming as the woman shook her head.

"He is going to run himself dry of energy." She complained, picking up her phone to ring Nezu. The blonde thanked her one more time before going back to the stands, his classmates watching Iida and Ashido go around the stadium.

"Oh Bakugo! How are ya bud?" Kirishima greeted, patting the blonde's seat as an invitation. He shrugged, slamming his body into the seat as Uraraka sighed.

"I really thought I had a chance against you, but you're just that strong, huh?" She questioned, a pout on her face as she looked at him.

Bakugo scoffed, moving into his seat so that one of his legs was backed against his torso,the other on the ground.

"You had the right idea pink cheeks, just don't be so damn stupid and announce your plan right before you do it." He growled, glaring down at the battle field.

"Says the guy who screams 'die' right before every attack." Shinso deadpanned, sticking his tongue out as the blonde looked back.

"WANT TO SAY THAT TO MY FACE YOU BASTARD?!?" Bakugo roared, expolosions firing off his hands.

"Wow how did you know I was born out of wedlock." Shinso scowled, glaring at Bakugo from a higher row of seats."

"ILL KICK YOUR ASS!!" The angry teen screamed out, causing the 1-B asshole to poke his head over the dividore.

"Wow. I know that you class 1-A douchebags are complete assholes, but the fact your class can barely get along is sad-" Monama complained, before being knocked out by kendo, who pipped out a small 'sorry!'

A few 1-A students snickered as they looked back to the match, seeing Mina kick Iida in the face as he held her arm ways apart. Ouch.

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Have this now because i simply didnt want to upload it earlier