Kurogiri's POV

The feeling coursing through my body as two officers uncuffed me was an indescribably mesh of happiness, relief and nervousness. On one hand, I was free, on the other, I would have to live with heroes, and be on the run from All For One as he may find out..

"Kurogiri- uh... is your name really just Kurogiri? No given name?" The officer mandating my position called out.

"Yes, sir."

"Huh...well, anyways, Kurogiri, you're free to go." He says and the interrogation room door opens, a seperate officer walking behind me to lead me out. As I walked into the brightening room, I see Aizawa in the corner of it all. With a stare of indifference, he walks over to me.

"Officer, I'll take him from here."

"Whatever you say, sir. Just be careful and have a safe ride home." He waves goodbye and heads back through the door. I turn my head to look back to Aizawa, and his cold stare was gone.. he was staring at me with such warmth and cordiality, it was like I was staring at someone completely different. It made me feel safe.

"Welcome back, Kurogiri. You'll be happy to know the league is safe in our hands and are doing just fine. They'll be happy to have you back." He says with a small smile plastered on his face as we step out of the grey, cement building that held nothing but cold and soulless resolve.

"Thank you very much for this, Eraserhead. I don't know how I could ever repay you for doing this for me... for us." I have no mouth, so I can't smile, but the corners of my eyes do lift.

"You don't need to repay us anything. As heroes, it's our job to help the victims of any sort of crime." He leads me to a car and we quickly sit in it. It was soft and warm, also smelling like lavender and..cheap leather.

"By the way, sorry for the scar on your cheek, Eraser."

"It's alright. Also, just call me Aizawa."

"..Whatever you say, Aizawa-"

...the name rolling off my tongue felt like poison. Familiar poison. His name. Him in general. Such familiar poison. So bitter yet so sweet...

"SHIRAKUMO!!!!!"

..ah, yes, that. I can't believe I nearly forgot.

I need to tell Aizawa. And Yamada... Kayama too. It wouldn't be right to have this kept secret from them. My closest friends... if they saw how far I'd fallen... the shame would be indescribable.

I can't even begin to fathom their reactions.

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"Most of the kids are here in the 1-A dorms. Some are out at the mall right now with the league, but they'll be back shortly." Aizawa led me through the courtyard of UA, guard completely down. It's almost as if he completely trusts me.

"I see."

"Yep."

The rest of our short walk was drenched in silence after the short exchange. For him it may have been comfortable, but the only thing I was able to see was the falling of debris... the look on Aizawa's face. The pure fear felt in that moment. The pressure of it all weighed down on me, and even though I was able my composure, my heart was breaking.

We reached the front door of the dorms, and Aizawa put his hand on the knob.. but turned to me slowly soon after.

"Are you okay with this? Do you want the kids to know about you?" His voice was of pure concern.

"The league is already known by them, so I don't see why not. Besides, someone in there already knows me." I say simply and Aizawa has a look of curiousness on him, but he decides not to question and speaks quietly before opening the door.

"Wait out here for a second."

He walks in.

"I'm back."

"Aizawa!!!"

"Dad! We missed you!"

"Yes, yes, I missed you too, problem children. Listen, I brought a surprise. You know Sako's boyfriend, yeah?"

"He fawns over him every second of the damn day, how could we fuckin' not?"

"Well...."

"Oh my god, dad, you didn't."

A small pause of silence, and shoes shuffling on the floor.

"Come on in."

I take it as my cue and enter the house. As I enter, the looks on their faces are incredible. They look shocked and happy. Well... most of them. There was Bakugou who held his stare of indifference.

But.. where's my nephew?

"Excuse me, Aizawa, is someone named Kuro-"

"Uncle 'Boro?!" Kuroiro entered the common room and stared in complete surprise at me. My eyes lifted in a smile and I held out my arms, he ran faster than I'd ever seen before and basically tackled me into a hug.

"UNCLE 'BORO!!"I saw the sheen of his iridescent tears below me. I held onto him gently and pat his back.

"It's good to see you again, Shihai.."

As Shihai cried into my chest, I saw Aizawa with a look of fearful surprise on his face as he stared at me.

" 'Boro? Why 'Boro?"

"His real name is Oboro, but I shortened it." Shihai answers and... a look so utterly shocked, so petrified, so confused made it's way onto Aizawa's face.

"Oboro.... Shirakumo..?"

"..Yes, Aizawa. Oboro Shirakumo. It's my real name."

"...mind if we speak later?" He asks but doesn't wait for an answer as he immediately walks out of the door, slamming it behind me. I saw a kid with unruly purple hair and unhealthy bags under his eyes have a love of absolute horror on his face.

"I've... never seen Aizawa in a state like that." He gulps down the words. I need to explain myself... I really need to explain myself.

"Uhm... ignoring that... welcome home!!!" A kid with teeth for lips speaks with a nervous yet excited tone, and the air of the room relaxed.

"We're so happy to have you here!! The league, as well as some of our friends, are out right now, but they'll be back soon! For now, sit back and relax, you want a massage? I can give you one!"

"I can bake you a cake!"

"Would you like my life? I don't need it."

I was bombarded with questions from eager classmates.

"..a cake for all of us to share would be nice, I don't need a massage, but thank you for the offer, and.. please keep your life."

"Of course! I'll get right on it!" The boy who offered to bake for me dashed into the kitchen, the immediate sound of slamming cabinets and pans playing from the room.

I think... this'll be nice.

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Satou's POV

*Pap pap pap!*

"You're right babe, it is exciting."

While I was baking, Kouda excitedly papped my shoulders. He was really excited to see Kurogiri back. He used to be really scared of the villains, but now he trusts them a lot more than anyone thought he would.

"I hope Kurogiri likes chocolate.... actually, I'll make the cake three different flavors to be sure." I mutter to myself and begin gently opening cabinets and the fridge, pulling out vanilla beans, strawberries, etc.

While walking, I saw a few people staring out the window. Awase, Sero and Fukidashi.

"I miss him...."

"Why'd he have to leave...?"

"I swear to our lord and savior Stan Lee, if Togaru doesn't come back in the next 10 minutes I'm killing everyone in here."

They all stared longingly out of the windows in the front, awaiting their loves' arrivals. Awase's hand was pressed sadly against the glass, Sero's face was pressed up against it above his hand, and Fukidashi was hanging upside down from the ledge above, eyes glued to the outside.

"...uh...you guys okay?"

"No." They answered in unison.

"Missing your boyfriends?"

"...yeah."

"Well, maybe, to get your mind off of it... give Kurogiri a tour of the dorms or something like that..? Maybe play some video games with him."

"..hm... alright." Awase stood and walked into the living room.

"I'll be back, my love!" Sero kissed the glass and skipped in his steps to catch up to Awase.

"...Togaru likes video games." Fukidashi sighs sadly.

"Yeah 'Dashi's super clingy!!"

"SHUT UP, SERO."

"Make me, bitch!"

Sero ran off into the other direction, but Fukidashi's stare never wavered from the outside.

"So you're not moving, huh?"

"Nope."

"..well, tell us when they get here. And sit up for a bit, also..."

I quickly walk back into the kitchen and open the fridge, rummaging through it until I find the hidden stash of Caprisuns I keep in there. I take one out and walk back to Fukidashi. Once I catch his attention, I throw him the Caprisun. He catches it with ease.

"We don't want you to get a head rush."

"Ok, thanks dad."

"Sure thing."

"...wait when did we get Capri-"

"Bye, 'Dashi."

"You bitc-" I walk as fast as I can back into the kitchen. Through the small, open gap in the wall that shows the commons, I look at everyone just sitting around and questioning or talking to Kurogiri. Kuroiro happily sat next to him and listening intently as he listened to whatever story he was telling at the moment. Everyone was intrigued.

"You were brought back to life?!" Komori's jaw was agape, staring wide-eyed through a slit in her bangs.

"Yes, I was.." He paused a bit. "But I don't remember how I died."

The tone of his voice as he said it... it sounded like he was lying.

"That's freaky!"

"That's awesome."

"Is your spirit still intact? Was your soul shattered and you lost some pieces or do you still have all them all and feel alive? Did you see an afterlife????" You know a story is good when it has Yanagi on a spiel and asking questions. Kurogiri seemed very cool and answered her questions accordingly. It was nice, normally when she asks questions like this, people make fun of her for it or treat her rudely. It's nice to see someone that's actually sweet to her and keeps her out of her shell. She even had a small smile on her face.

I took a simple glance around the room to see if everyone was alright. Tokoyami, Aoyama and Kouda were all speaking in the corner away from everyone. Tsuburaba, Kaibara, Awase and Sero were setting up the Switch on the tv, Ojiro, Shinsou, Bakugou and Kirishima were headed to the gym to spar, Tetsutetsu, Tokage, Bondo and Honenuki helped Jirou tune the instruments on stage ans set up speakers, Kodai and Shouda played a chess tournament against Ibara and Kendou, and Poni gathered as many controllers as she could find for the Switch. Everyone seemed like they were happy and in a good mood. Heading back into the kitchen, I set the three seperate cake pans into the oven and leave them all to bake. Maybe I should also get drinks...

"DOES ANYONE HERE WANNA PLAY SMASH?!" I heard Sero scream.

"WOOOO!!!!!" Over half the room yelled in response.

I laid against the counter tiredly, the heat of the oven radiating onto me. I closed my eyes to rest, but soon heard a pair of footsteps coming towards the kitchen.

"Hey, Satou, you wanna play Smash?" Awase peaked his head into the kitchen doorway. He looked mildly surprised at my tired and slightly sweaty figure.

"Nah.. I'm good. I have to keep an eye on the cake." I say and he perks a brow at me.

"Y'know what? Nope. You're tired. Go out, take a nap on the couch, sit and talk with Kouda, do something aside from bake."

"But.. I like baking." At this point he grabbed my arm and dragged me out of the kitchen. Despite being so lean, he was surprisingly buff.

"Even so, over-indulgence is unhealthy, and half the time I'm over here you're either baking or lookin' after our fuckass classmates. Take a break." He shoved me onto a couch and walked back into the kitchen, setting a timer on his phone.

I was sat next to Kurogiri now, a comfortable silence between us.

"Is everything he said true?" He asked politely.

"...I guess so. I do spend most of my time baking and taking care of our friends."

"..Then he's right, take a break once in a while. Back when I was still with the league, I was basically the same. Looking after them, cleaning up their messes. I love them like family, but that doesn't mean it didn't tire me out. Take time for yourself." He spoke quickly, but not too fast to keep up with.

"...Thanks, Kurogiri."

"Of course, now take a nap. You look exhausted." He scooted over to give me room. I did as he asked with a smile, lowering myself down slowly and resting my head on the arm rest. As soon as the side of my head hit the cushion, I was out like a light.

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I was woken up a little while later by a loud thump coming from the front door. It was shortly followed by the squeaking of shoes and shuffling around.

"IT'S THE OTHERS, THEY'RE HOME!!!" Fukidashi screamed and ran out of the building. I sat up slowly as I saw him run with dazed eyes and a hazey mind, standing up while slightly hunched over.

I trudged over to the door and looked out to see Fukidashi and Kamakiri on the ground, Fukidashi's arms squeezed tightly around the other. It looked like this was a daily occurence, as Kamakiri pat his lower back with a small smile on his face.

"Togaru!!!!"

"Hey, Manga.." The two laughed.

"Welcome back everyone, you'll never guess who's home." I waved at them. I looked back and saw Honenuki, motioning him to get Todoroki, Midoriya and Touya from Todoroki's room as they all got home early.

"I feel like I should be scared."
"I'm excited!"

"I hate surprises."

"You won't hate this surprise, Shiggy!" I smiled at him and led everyone inside.

"Close your eyes everyone~" I said as they all came inside. Reluctantly, they all did so.

I waved Kurogiri over and he did so, hiding the small skip in his step as he saw everyone come back.

"Open them!"

Everyone's eyes were wide open, and somehow widened even more as they saw him. They were frozen, except for Sako, who ran directly into Kurogiri with tears in his eyes. He kissed whatever was covered by Kurogiri's mist and, soon enough, everyone else joined in on the group hug.

"KUROGIRI!!! WE MISSED YOU SO MUCH!!"

"DON'T YOU EVER FUCKING LEAVE US LIKE THAT AGAIN!"

At this point, Touya had come down the stairs already. His eyes were excitedly fixated on Kurogiri.

"YOOOOOO KUROGIRI!!!" He tackled him in a hug.

"It's wonderful to be back." He tightened his grip on anyone he could reach.

I smiled at the heartfelt display, and turned to close the door.... until I saw a something small peaking from beneath our welcome mat.

Curiously, I bent down and pulled it from beneath, revealing it to be a letter.

I opened it with caution. Inside was only a single slip of paper, with a sentence in all caps.

"WE'RE COMING FOR YOU."

There was nothing else on the slip, until I turned it around and saw a symbol on the back...

I couldn't tell what it was, it looked like a sharply drawn flower with eight petals...

Either way, my heart was plummeting into my stomach. If this was someone's idea of a joke, I don't know how or why they'd think it'd be funny, but a sneaking suspicion within me told me this wasn'f fake... we were being watched... studied... hunted.

An attack was coming, and we didn't know how to stop it, or who it was by.

This is all that ran through my mind... until... I remembered something...

...

...

"Shit Fukidashi and Kamakiri are still outside-"

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(A/N: Not dead, just unmotivated!!)