Izuku was awake long before he was 'woken up'. 

Akane made a point to be the one to wake him every day, though the boy had taken to being a light sleeper waking up himself a good half-hour before she ever got close to his door. 

She would open his door, pad over to his bed in her slippers and robe, sit on the edge of the mattress, then start running her hands through his hair. She'd be careful to not shift the set of ears he had to wear while he slept, the same type of bunny ears though on a head band-link thing that let him sleep while having them on, while she pulled her legs up to curl around him a bit. Akane would then run her hand over his shoulder and down his arm while telling him it was time to get up. 

Then he'd act the part of stirring awake, rubbing his eyes and yawning lightly before nuzzling into her side. 

She'd chuckle, pet his hair some more, then get up to grab him an outfit for the day before leaving it on the chair for him. Finally she'd pad back out of the room and close the door for him to get dressed and meet her in the dinning room. 

Like a true mother would. 

Only she wasn't. 

She was a mad woman who had an obsession with being a mother, plus an obsession with things she found cute and wanted control over. 

He just happened to fit her fantasies.

So much is his luck.

Izuku got up, grabbing the outfit for today, his work uniform, and made his way to his bathroom.

His villain uniform was much like what she made him wear everyday but slightly different.

The skin-tight, black shorts cut off right at his thighs, the material was shinny, almost like spandex but not as easy to rip and tear apart. A pair of suspenders where attached to the shorts, going over the green dress-shirt. The shirt had short-sleeves, like some mockery of an elementary school uniform, and it buttoned up the front. 

Next was his black bowtie with green bunny faces. He had a pair of black fishnet tights that went half-way up his thighs, held in place with a pair of garters that had been made to show a heart pattern and connected with his shorts. His green high heels latched around his ankle, silver buckles shapped like bunnies. 

He wore white gloves, green lacing around his wrist tied like bows. 

The final touch was the mask. 

Something right out of a masquerade party, covering the top half of his face with twisting green and black lines spreading out like butterfly wings. The band that held it in place went around his head, connected with a set of bunny ears made just for this. 

Izuku slung his utility belt across his hips, the green pouches filled with everything from electronic pelts that could shock someone just as well as any taser-to smoke grenades. He slid two daggers into the sheaths the garters had built into them, one of each side. Then he checked the retractable blades placed into his heels, stopping on the ground then flexing to retract them again. 

Built into his gloves, where tiny pads on his fingers that he could switch to different modes by pressing the palm of his right hand. There were three modes; sticking, electric, and claws. Each one was pretty self explanatory. 

The mask had lenses over his eyes that could switch to night-vision and thermal if he tapped a small button on the band. 

Over all . . . It was an awesome suit, but he still felt sick to his stomach in it. 

He had yet to kill anyone, Akane claiming she didn't want blood to taint her baby bunny. And that was one of few times he was grateful for what mask he was made to wear. At least he didn't have to murder another living person. 

When he finished, Izuku made his way to the dinning room. He pushed his mask up to his green curls, willing his cheeks to blush and wiggled his hips to make the attached cottontail twitch. Akane liked him to act like he was actually a bunny, twitching his nose, wiggling his hips, pulling on his fake ears, all things he could do to convince her he truly accepted this roll she had him in. 

He was bashful, twitchy, cuddly, a bit of a cry baby, and very cute. 

At least to everyone else. 

In reality he had stopped the self-conscious nonsense he was born with awhile ago. He didn't have the time to worry about embracement when staying alive and keeping his mother out of harm's way was all he cared about. There was no time for letting his brain stutter when someone looked his way with a gleam in their eye, or when someone rather good-looking spared him a glance. 

Izuku pushed open the ornate black door, poking his head in before squeaking and hiding behind the door. 

"Come in, Bunny." Akane was dishing out breakfast with Ena sitting at her usual spot at the left of the head of the table. They both were in their work uniforms, telling Izuku he was right to assume they might cancel training for the day. 

Akane stuck to a business suit look, as if she ran some upstanding company and not a ring of criminals. She wore a blood red three piece suit, the vest a darker red than the rest, with a black undershirt whose top two buttons were undone. Her black, ankle boots were high heels with red buckles on the sides. 

A demon ready to make a deal. 

Ena's outfit was much more eccentric, playing into her devilish looks. The black body suit was adorned with white and red accents to play-up her curves, the unneeded belt she slung around her hips a piece of red leather with white studs. She also wore boots, though they went up to her knees, the black off-set by white and red striped laces. Ena left her arms out in the open, her body suit cutting off after it's sweetheart neckline, though it did have an attached choker. 

"Thank you, Mother." Izuku murmured as he sat down to eat, across from Ena and to the right of where Akane sat at the head of the extremely large table. The whole dinning room was extravagant, all dark wood with gold and red highlights. "What's our job today?" Izuku poked his own cheek, tilting his head to the side as he dangled his feet off his chair. 

Akane sighed, running her hands over the top of her teacup. 

"We are meeting with a guy who has been clawing his way up the ladder in the Underworld. Our goal is to feel him out, maybe see if we should try and work with him or if he needs to be taken out. His name is Chisaki Kai, or he goes by his villain name, Overhaul."