My Hero Academia Oneshots

123,123,don’t take your eyes off me

I’ll take the lead,you take one step

Hizashi sucked in a deep breath as he looked up at the building in front of him; the famous U.A. school building loomed above him. He tried to work up the nerve to take the first step,but the boy still hesitated for a moment. 

“(First Name),this way! This way!” A boy that Hizashi would later find out was named Sou shouted from the top of the front steps,waving his arms around. 

“Sou,you dummy! You promised you’d wait for me!” A rather small girl shouted as she ran by Hizashi,not noticing the blond at all. Her hair was tied back in a single braid,a (Favorite Color) ribbon the only thing keeping her hair from flying around her. She made it two steps up before she suddenly fell backwards,Hizashi watching with wide eyes as a cloud caught her. 

“You okay,(First Name)?” A boy with wispy blue hair,who would later become one of Hizashi’s best friends,called out as he hurried over to the girl. 

(First Name) just looked up from the cloud,unable to stop herself from letting out a laugh when she saw how worried he looked. “That’s not like you at all,Oboro! You’re supposed to smile,you dummy!” 

“Yeah,yeah! Be glad I didn’t let you fall!” Oboro snapped,grabbing her arm and pulling her to her feet. When he saw Hizashi standing at the gate,he grinned,waving his arms. “Hey,blondie! Come on!”

“Me?” Hizashi asked,staring at him with wide eyes when the boy nodded. He hadn’t expected a total stranger to call out to him,so he didn’t know what to do. 

“Maybe he’s shy..?” (First Name) asked Oboro,before letting out a sigh when the boy shrugged. She ran down the stairs and over to Hizashi,grabbing his wrist. “Come on,you’ll be late if you just stand there.” 

“How come you’re being nice to me?” Hizashi asked stupidly,just staring at the hand that was wrapped around his wrist. 

“Are we supposed to be mean to you?” (First Name) asked,looking back at him and letting out a laugh when she saw how shocked he looked. “You looked like you’d chicken out if I didn’t come get you,and Oboro never would’ve shut up if we just let an aspiring hero run away,so I went to get you.” 

“Thanks..” Hizashi muttered slightly,looking up when they made it to the bottom of the stairs. The first step felt like a hurdle,but when he saw the grinning faces of the boys further up that were waiting on them,he took it. 

“I’m Oboro! I’m gonna be the best pro!” The blue-haired boy shouted,grinning a bit. “And that’s our favorite little dancer,(First Name)! And the boy up there is Sou!” 

“Dancer..?” Hizashi asked,looking at (First Name) curiously; she didn’t look like a dancer at all. 

(First Name) let go of Hizashi’s wrist and ran up the remaining steps when she saw a boy with black hair,grinning as she pounced on him. “Shotaaaa!” 

Shota nearly fell over,his eyes widening at the girl’s sudden presence. “(First Name),let go.” He said,trying to push her off. 

“But I want a hugggg!” (First Name) whined out childishly,letting go of him with a pout when she saw a teacher glaring at them. 

“Hey,blondie,what’s your name?” Oboro asked Hizashi,grinning a bit as he watched the blond walk up the stairs. 

“I’m Hizashi Yamada..” Hizashi said,watching as the girl began to argue with Sou. 

“(First Name),Shota,Sou,this is Hizashi! He’s our friend from now on!” Obor shouted as he ran over to his friends with Hizashi following him awkwardly. 

“Nice to meet you,Hizashi,” (First Name) said,turning and sweeping Sou’s legs out from under him before putting him in a chokehold. “Now say you’re sorry!” 

“I’m sorry,I’m sorry!” Sou said,slapping his hand on the ground. “I won’t call you a bitch again!” 

(First Name) released Sou and grinned,not caring much when the teacher scolded her for trying to choke another student. 

Two days later,their first official training session occurred,and Hizashi was terrified when he saw (First Name) at work. “Is that really (First Name)..?” He asked Oboro,absolutely amazed. 

“Of course it’s (First Name).” Oboro said,grinning slightly as he watched the girl’s cloth creations dance around. 

“Ms.(Last Name),what on earth are you doing? When I said Quirk training,this isn’t what I meant!” Their homeroom teacher,Ms.Towa,asked the girl angrily. 

“Well you know what my Quirk does,right? Just having an image in my head allows my fabric to turn into anything I want,so it’s easy for me to make practice dummies for the entire class!” (First Name) said,grinning at the woman. “I can’t really improve my Quirk on my own because my creations do what I want,but the more everyone destroys them is the faster I have to make them,right?” 

“That’s absolutely.. Well,that’s absolutely right,but I expect you to stay on top of it! Don’t you dare goof off!” Ms.Towa ordered,watching as her class set to work eagerly. 

Weeks passed,and Hizashi found himself fitting in well with his new group of friends. 

“Hey,Hizashi,do you wanna go shopping with me?” (First Name) asked as she walked home with him one day. The others lived in the opposite direction,so it was just the two of them. 

“Shopping? What for?” Hizashi asked,raising an eyebrow as he looked over at her. 

“I need a new pair of sunglasses.. You’d look pretty cool with a pair,actually!” (First Name) said,looking over at him. “And you’d look super cool if you put your hair up!” 

“Put my hair up..?” Hizashi asked,shaking his head. “No way,my hair stays down.. The shades aren’t a bad idea,though..” 

“Just let me put it up for you once,please? Pretty please?” (First Name) asked,grabbing onto his arm and batting her eyelashes at him; she’d learned it was an effective way of getting him to do what she wanted after constantly begging him for his pudding during lunch. 

“I.. Fine,but only once..” Hizashi sighed,unable to turn her down. He knew he was only feeding into her childish behavior,but he didn’t really care. “Now just lead the way to the store,you overgrown toddler..” 

“Yay! You’re the best,’Zashi!” (First Name) said,giggling as she let go of his arm before starting to lead the way. 

When they arrived,Hizashi looked at the sunglasses curiously,trying on a few pairs and checking himself out in the mirror to see how they looked. While taking off one pair,his eyes widened when (First Name) slid a pair on his face,just letting out a sigh as he looked at himself. “Orange-tinted shades,huh? I have to say,I like them..” 

“They look great on you,’Zashi! I’ll buy them for you,but you have to promise to always wear them,’kay?” (First Name) told him,grinning when he nodded. 

After paying for the sunglasses,the duo walked out of the store,(First Name) letting out a giggle as she twirled around childishly. Hizashi had noticed that she always danced around when she was happy,hence the ‘little dancer’ nickname. 

A month passed,and Hizashi rarely took off his new shades,opting to wear them even during school. After (First Name) put his hair up one day,he just decided to keep it up; she seemed to love it,and he didn’t exactly hate it,so he kept it up to make her smile. 

“Hey,’Zashi,you like music,right?” (First Name) asked him one day while they were walking home,looking over at him. 

“Yeah,but why?” Hizashi asked,knowing she wanted him to do something. “What do you want?” 

“Well.. You don’t have to if you don’t wanna,but can you maybe come over today so we can study and listen to music together? We have that big test coming up,and I’m a bit anxious about it..” (First Name) muttered,looking down as she kept walking. 

“Your dad won’t be home,right? He looked ready to kill me last time..” Hizashi asked,shuddering a little at the memory. 

“Neither of my parents will be home tonight,actually! They’re off visiting my grandma,and they won’t be home until tomorrow..” (First Name) said,rubbing the back of her neck. “That’s actually why I wanted you to come over.. I don’t feel comfortable being alone.. You don’t have to come over if you don’t wanna,obviously,but I-”

“I’ll spend the night,” Hizashi cut her off,continuing to walk calmly. “We’ll study,I’ll sleep  on the couch,and I’ll leave before they come back.. How does that sound?”

“Really?” (First Name) asked,her eyes lighting up when he nodded. “Thanks,’Zashi! We can pig out and eat snacks!” 

“If you’re uncomfortable being alone,there’s no way I’ll leave you alone,” Hizashi told her,chuckling a bit. “Just tell me whenever you need me to be there,and I promise to show up,alright?” 

“Pinky promise?” (First Name) asked,holding her pinky out to him with a grin. 

“I pinky promise.” Hizashi said,wrapping his own pinky around hers and grinning. 

“Yay!” (First Name) said,pulling her hand back and leading the way to her house excitedly with Hizashi close behind. 

When they made it to (First Name)’s house,Hizashi watched as she unlocked the door and walked in,following her in and sliding his shoes off. “What do you want to work on first?” 

“Let’s just listen to music for a while first!” (First Name) said,grabbing his hand and pulling him down into her basement. 

Hizashi sighed as he followed her,knowing she’d put off studying for as long as possible. Looking around the basement,he let out a chuckle at how evenly split it was between a music room and a makeshift dance studio. “You dad’s a composer,right?” 

“Yep! He’s the coolest!” (First Name) said,letting go of his hand and running over to the radio. She turned some music on and turned to look at him,grinning when the music started to play. “Do you wanna dance?” 

“I don’t know how to dance,(First Name). You know that..” Hizashi said,his eyes widening when she walked over and grabbed his hands. He followed her as she pulled him over to the makeshift dance studio,looking at her in confusion. “What are you planning?” 

“I’ll teach you to dance,” (First Name) said,squeezing his hands and looking up at him. “Just don’t focus on me,okay? Don’t take your eyes off me.” 

“(First Name),I’m not sure about this.. I’m not exactly well-coordinated..” Hizashi said,looking down at her anxiously. 

“I’ll take the lead,so just take one step,okay?” (First Name) asked softly,taking a step back and pulling him into taking a step forward. She grinned when he did,gripping his hands tighter. “One step at a time,alright?” 

“Don’t blame me if I step on your foot,then..” Hizashi muttered,slowly moving with her. 

Despite Hizashi’s reluctance to dance with her at first,the two danced the night away. Hizashi stepped on her feet plenty of times,but they both smiled as they danced together.

A week later,the first day to begin planning their first school festival rolled around,and everyone in the class was in an uproar. 

“We’re doing a maid cafe!” Oboro shouted,slamming his hands down on his desk. 

“I’m with Oboro on this one! We definitely have to do a maid cafe!” Sou shouted,nudging Hizashi. “Come on,Hizashi,you’re with us in this,right?” 

“No way is ‘Zashi gonna agree with you pervs! You just wanna see the girls in maid costumes!” (First Name) snapped,glaring at her friends. “Hizashi,you’re on our side,right?” 

“I’m not saying anything..” Hizashi said,holding his hands up in surrender. “This is between you guys..” 

“We can do your stupid idea for a dance next year,(First Name),but let us have fun this year!” Sou told her,huffing slightly. 

“That’s it!” (First Name) snapped,lunging over her desk and jumping on him. She had him in a chokehold almost immediately,a few of the girls cheering for her as their poor teacher just sighed. “Say you’re sorry,you idiot! Dancing isn’t stupid!” 

“Just because you like dancing doesn’t mean everyone else has to suffer!” Sou said,trying to push her arms off. “Let go,you idiot!” 

“Just because you’re a useless pervert doesn’t mean the girls should have to suffer by dressing up!” (First Name) snapped,tightening her grip. “Now apologize!” 

“Um,(First Name)..? Your panties are showing..” Hizashi muttered awkwardly when he noticed the butterfly-print fabric.

“My what..?!” (First Name) shouted,letting go of Sou immediately and fixing her skirt as her face flooded with color. “Don’t say a word about that,got it?” She asked Hizashi,her face burning. 

“I’d never,I just thought you’d wanna know..” Hizashi told her,looking away with a blush. He hadn’t expected (First Name) to be the type to wear butterfly underwear; it was actually super cute. 

“We’re definitely doing a maid cafe,(First Name),so just give up already,” Oboro said,crossing his arms. “And you’ll look cute in a maid outfit,anyways!” 

“You guys are just being annoying.. Why don’t we just do a play?” Sui,a girl with a powerful fighting Quirk,asked. 

“If the girls dress up for it,fine.” Oboro said,sighing a bit; he just wanted to see (First Name) in a costume. 

“What story do you guys wanna do?” (First Name) asked curiously,tilting her head to the side. 

“Let’s do the story of the Princess and the Sun,” Taeko said,grinning a bit. “(First Name) would make a great Princess!” 

“And who would be the Sun?” Hizashi asked,looking over at her curiously. 

“Well we’d need Oboro to help with the effects,and Aizawa’s not the type to perform,so it’s either gotta be you or Sou.” Teru pointed out,yawning a bit as he pushed his hair back. 

“I vote for Hizashi! I don’t want Sou’s dumbass ruining anything!” (First Name) said,puffing out her cheeks. “If I’m gonna be forced into playing as the Princess,’Zashi’s gotta be the Sun!” 

“I’m up for it.” Hizashi said,chuckling a bit. If he had to act as (First Name)’s prince for a day,he didn’t mind. 

Two weeks passed in a blur,everyone in their class working hard to make the play become a reality. Hizashi spent hours talking to (First Name) everyday,going over the script constantly to drill it into his head until the day of the actual festival rolled around. 

“Is she finished yet? It’s almost time!” Tetsuaki asked,trying to swallow his anxieties. He had been the unofficial director for the class,and the stress was eating him up. 

“Just give us five more minutes!” Sui snapped,tightening the strap on the dress. “She just needs to finish doing her hair! Call Yamada over!” 

“Huh? Why Yamada?” Tetsuaki asked,grabbing the edge of the curtain to try and pull it open. Before he could,Sui hit him with a brush,making him stumble back and curse. “Fuck,okay.. I’ll get Yamada.” He said,walking off. 

Hizashi paced and took a few deep breaths as he tried to calm down,feeling his heart racing. “I don’t know if I can do this.. Shota,I don’t know if I can do this..” 

“You’ll be fine,” Shota said,sighing a bit. “Just think of it as hanging out with (First Name).” 

“But what if I mess up?” Hizashi asked,looking over at him. “What if I screw it all up?” 

“Yamada,(First Name) needs you for some reason.” Tetsuaki said when he found the boy,letting out a sigh. 

“Thanks..” Hizashi muttered,walking off to (First Name)’s ‘dressing room’. “Hey,(First Name),can I come in?” He asked as he stood in front of the curtain. 

“Come in,but you have to promise not to laugh,okay?” (First Name) asked,sighing a little. She was beyond anxious about the show,but she also knew she needed to calm Hizashi down. 

“Alright..” Hizashi said,stepping in and looking at her; he thought the dress looked beautiful on her,but he knew she didn’t feel the same. “What did you need my help with?” 

“Can you tie my hair back?” (First Name) asked,holding the ribbon out to him. She knew playing with her hair made him happy,so she was hoping to distract him from his anxieties. 

“Of course.. I’ll do it for you anytime,” Hizashi said,taking the ribbon and brushing her hair out a little before tying her hair into a ponytail for her. “Are you as terrified as I am?” 

“Yeah,” (First Name) said,tilting her head back and looking up at him. “But do you remember what I told you when we were dancing?” 

“You told me to keep my eyes on you and let you take the lead..” Hizashi told her when he remembered the words,stepping back as she got up. “But what if I can’t focus on you?”

“Then count to three until you’re able to focus on me again. No matter how scared you are,counting to three repeatedly will help,” (First Name) said,walking over to the curtain leading onto the stage. “Now let’s go,Sun.” 

Hizashi stared at her for a moment,taking in every detail of her appearance; she truly looked like a beautiful princess. “Of course,Princess..” He said,snapping out of his daze and walking over to her. 

The play went beautifully,and Hizashi only had to count to three twice when he nearly messed up a line before he remembered it and calmed down. 

When summer rolled around,he was eager to meet up with his friends at a summer festival,standing and talking to Shota happily. “When do you think Oboro’s gonna show up?” 

“Who knows? You know how he is,” Shota sighed,his eyes widening suddenly. “Is that (First Name)..?” 

Turning to look in the direction his friend was looking,Hizashi’s own eyes widened,the boy absolutely breathless as he stared at her. She was in a beautiful baby pink kimono,her hair having a beautiful white hair pin keeping it in place. “Woah..” 

(First Name) stood by the stall quietly,completely oblivious to the fact that her friends had already arrived until she heard Sou call her name. Turning to look at them,she grinned and ran over as fast as she could,nearly tripping. 

“Did you make the kimono..?” Hizashi asked,amazed at how beautiful she looked. 

“Of course! We have plenty of fabric at my house,and since I can manipulate fabric,I decided to make one! How do I look?” (First Name) said eagerly,doing a careful spin and looking up at her friends. 

“You look like a hairbrush.” Sou said,wincing and whining when she punched his arm. 

“Nobody asked you,you dumbass! ‘Zashi,Sho,how do I look?” (First Name) asked,smiling at them innocently.

“You’re pretty.” Shota said calmly. While she was beautiful,he wasn’t one to give many compliments,so just calling her pretty was the best he could do. 

“You’re more than pretty,you’re gorgeous,” Hizashi told her,grinning. “Where’s Oboro at,anyways?” 

“I’m pretty sure he’s on his way,but he got scolded by his mom for being an idiot again.” (First Name) said,giggling a bit. When she spotted the boy in the distance,she waved her arms,giggling when he jumped off his cloud. 

“Sorry I’m late,you guys! My mom got mad when I told her we were all meeting up!” Oboro said,grinning as he made his cloud disappear. “You look pretty cool today,(First Name)! Dressing up for your boyfriends?” He teased,wincing when the girl elbowed him. 

“I’d never date any of you idiots!” (First Name) snapped,huffing and stomping away. “Now let’s go,you cloud-for-brains idiot!” 

“Yeah,yeah..” Oboro said,chuckling as he followed her. “You really do look pretty,you know?”

“You should just stop before she tries to hit you again.” Shota pointed out as he walked a few steps behind them. 

“(First Name),do you want one of those fried chicken skewers they have?” Hizashi asked,walking beside her and nodding towards the stall. “They look pretty good.” 

“Shouldn’t we..” (First Name) trailed off when she saw how eager he looked to eat,letting out a giggle; she couldn’t suggest they do something else first when he looked so hungry. “Shouldn’t we get plenty for everyone?” 

“Yeah!” Hizashi said,walking over to the stall eagerly. He ordered everyone two of the skewers each,sighing when (First Name) paid for it again. “You’ll go broke if you keep that up,(First Name).” 

“Well I make plenty of money,so don’t worry about me ever going broke.” (First Name) said,thanking the man running the stall when she was given her skewers and finding a place to sit with the others after they grabbed theirs. 

“What do you even do? You always say you have a job,but I’ve never once seen you actually working.” Oboro asked,biting on his skewer and wincing at how hot it was. 

“I help teach the kids at my mom’s dance studio how to do ballet,” (First Name) said,grinning. “It’s really cute to see them so excited!” 

“You know ballet?” Hizashi asked,absolutely amazed. “I knew you know how to slow dance,but I didn’t know anything about ballet..” 

“She’s been doing it since we were kids,but she’s barely any good at it. A monster like her should stick to becoming a hero.” Sou muttered as he began eating. 

“How’d you know she knows how to slow dance,Hizashi?” Oboro asked,looking over at him curiously. 

“Her parents left her alone one night and she asked me to stay over so she wouldn’t feel so scared,” Hizashi said,seeing the shocked look on Oboro’s face and sighing. “It wasn’t anything dirty,you idiot! We just danced for a while because she wanted to procrastinate and then I slept on the couch.” 

“Her father didn’t kill you?!” Oboro asked,shaking his head. “Dude,if he would’ve found you,you would’ve died! I slept over once when we were kids and he threw me out saying I was being disrespectful!” 

“I just left before they showed up.” Hizashi shrugged,eating calmly. 

“Before you ask,you’re not allowed over,Oboro. I’m still mad at you for breaking the glass flower I made last year.” (First Name) said,huffing as she started to eat. 

“It was an accident,(First Name)! I didn’t mean to knock it over!” Oboro whined,huffing childishly. 

“Since my father wouldn’t let you inside,you made a cloud and sent it into my room while floating next to my window like a creep!” (First Name) snapped,glaring at him. “And then,because you got distracted by Ms.Kayama walking by,you didn’t control it and knocked over everything on my desk! My father almost had a heart attack when he heard that crash!” 

“Why do you still insist on calling her ‘Ms.Kayama’ like she’s some sort of teacher?!” Oboro asked,glaring back at her childishly. “And if she didn’t look so beautiful,I wouldn’t have looked at her at all!” 

“Because she’s like a teacher to me!” (First Name) snapped,looking away and huffing. “Unlike you,I’ve been staying after school once a week to get more training from Ms.Kayama and the other second-years.” 

“That’s pretty cool,(First Name).” Hizashi interrupted before Oboro could continue the argument. 

“Thanks,’Zashi!” (First Name) said,grinning at him before she finished eating her food and throwing the trash away. “We should get started having fun.” 

“She really does eat quickly,” Oboro muttered quietly enough so only Hizashi could hear,throwing his trash away and looking at her once the others threw their trash away as well. “So what do you wanna do first?” 

“I get to choose?” (First Name) asked,her eyes lighting up when he nodded. “I vote we play a hit-the-target game!” 

“Sure,but you better not complain when we don’t take it easy on you.” Oboro told her,grinning. 

“I’ve been working on my aim!” (First Name) snapped,puffing out her cheeks. “So don’t you dare count me out!” 

“Says the girl who nearly cried last year because she couldn’t win a stuffed Pikachu and then realized she could just make it herself.” Oboro said,laughing when he saw how upset she looked. 

“I just thought it was cute,okay?!” (First Name) snapped,puffing out her cheeks and stomping over to the stall. 

After a while of walking around and enjoying the festival,Hizashi noticed a crying little girl,raising an eyebrow as he walked over to the girl. “What’s wrong?” 

“My.. My..” The little girl threw her head back as she kept crying,absolutely heartbroken over the fact that her kimono had ripped. 

“Hey,hey,it’s okay..” Hizashi tried to soothe her the best he could,looking over when he heard footsteps. Seeing (First Name) approach,he got an idea,waving at her to call her over faster. “Her kimono ripped.” He said once she got close enough. 

“How about I fix it for you,then?” (First Name) asked the little girl,who just looked up at her and sniffled. 

“How..?” The child whimpered out,her eyes widening when she saw a piece of fabric appear. “Your Quirk..?” 

“Yep! It’s the exact same fabric and print as your kimono,so the repair won’t even be noticeable,right?” (First Name) asked,grinning at her as she grabbed the sewing needles. While she usually just used her Quirk to sew,she decided to do it herself this time to give the child more time to calm down. “Can you tell me what your name is? And where your parents are at?” 

“Mama said not to talk to strangers..” The little girl said,watching as the woman started to patch up her ripped sleeve. 

“It’s really good that you listen to your mama,but you can trust us. We’re future heroes.” (First Name) said,smiling at her brightly. 

Hizashi nodded and chuckled a little. “No matter what,if you need help,you can always rely on a pro hero to help you out if you ask.” 

“That’s so cool!” The little girl said,grinning. “I’m Yu Takeyama! Mama and papa were eating,but I got bored and ran off!” 

“They’re probably worried sick about you,” (First Name) said,finishing up the repair and making the needles and fabric disappear. “Can you tell us where you last saw them?” 

“I dunno..” Yu said,looking around as she tried to remember where she’d come from. “I can’t remember..” 

Hizashi thought for a second,before realizing Oboro could help. He ran over to the boy and grabbed his arm,dragging him away from a ring toss game he was playing. “Hey,take this kid around the festival on a cloud and see if you can spot her parents. She’s lost.” 

“Fine,but you’d better win that game for me,” Oboro said,making a cloud and holding his hand out to the girl. “Come on,I’ll take you to find your parents.” 

“Is he safe?” Yu asked (First Name),holding onto the girl’s arm and looking at Oboro. 

“He’s another future pro,” (First Name) said,giggling a bit when she saw how distrustful the child looked. “You can trust him,I promise.” 

“Okay..” Yu said,taking Oboro’s hand and climbing onto the cloud. She gripped onto him tightly as they floated around,absolutely terrified that she was off the ground. 

“How were you so good with her?” Hizashi asked (First Name),absolutely amazed at how easily she had soothed the child. 

“The kids who come into the dance studio for the first time tend to get upset that their parents left them there,so I have to cheer them up,” (First Name) told him,grinning. “It’s part of being a hero,right?” 

“Yeah..” Hizashi said,smiling a little. “It is.” 

And just dance with me quietly

We don’t need words to say anything new

A year passed by in what felt like a flash,and the day of Oboro’s death hit everyone like a truck. Despite the group’s valiant efforts to keep themselves safe while apprehending the villain,they were all left standing in the rain while his body was taken away. 

School was cancelled the next day in order to allow for mourning,but when (First Name) didn’t show up after three days,both Hizashi and Shota dragged themselves to her house. 

“Shota,we need to talk to her.. This sucks for us,but (First Name) knew him even longer than us,and it’s..” Hizashi trailed off when he saw the soulless expression on his friend’s face,knowing his words had fallen on deaf ears. 

Shota was the one to knock on (First Name)’s front door when they made it to the little house,looking up through his bangs when her mother answered the door. “Can we come in?” 

“You boys are friends of (First Name)’s,right? Of course you can come in..” Her mother said,stepping back and holding the door open wider so they could enter. “She hasn’t left her room much since Oboro died,so I’m afraid she might not be willing to talk..” 

“Thank you,ma’am..” Hizashi said,leading the way up the stairs and to (First Name)’s room. He knocked on the door once and waited for a reply,just pushing the door open when he didn’t get one. “(First Name)..?” 

(First Name) didn’t move from her bed,her face buried in the stuffed Pikachu Oboro had given her nearly two years ago. She had been crying herself to sleep for three days straight,and she’d rubbed her eyes raw from trying to wipe away the tears. There were dirty tissues scattered all over her floor and her bed,a box sitting beside her on the bed. She hadn’t even had the energy to climb out of bed and shower; her hair was a mess,and she knew she smelled horribly,but she didn’t care. She couldn’t bring herself to care about anything. Nobody understood how close she’d been with Oboro besides Sou,since the three of them had grown up together. With Sou overseas,she felt alone. 

“(First Name),get up,” Shota said,walking into her room and flicking the light on. “You can’t live like this.” 

“Shota,you shouldn’t..” Hizashi trailed off,sighing a bit as he followed his friend into the room. 

“(First Name),get up. I know you’re awake,” Shota said,shaking her shoulder. “You still want to be a hero,right? Oboro died because we weren’t strong enough,so you lazing around in bed all day isn’t helping anyone.” 

“Let go of me!” (First Name) screamed,jerking her shoulder out of his grip. “Don’t you dare touch me!” 

“Then get up! Oboro wouldn’t want this!” Shota shouted,his own temper flaring up. “Do you seriously think this is what he’d want?!” 

“Of course he wouldn’t want this!” (First Name) shouted,her voice cracking as her eyes once again filled with tears. “But that.. That doesn’t mean I’m not allowed to be upset..” 

“Of course you’re allowed to be upset,but that doesn’t mean you should just hide in your room!” Shota snapped,not caring that he had to be the bad guy. “You’re a hero,right? Act like it!” 

“Shota,this is enough..” Hizashi said,grabbing his friend’s arm. When he felt Shota try and jerk his arm away,he just tightened his grip. “I said it’s enough.” 

“Fine.” Shota snapped,stomping out of the room with Hizashi close behind. 

Hizashi was amazed when (First Name) showed up at school the next day. She had bags under her bloodshot eyes,and her hair was tied back sloppily with her (Favorite Color) ribbon,but she was there. 

The day went by slowly and silently for the trio,mainly since the only one who spoke was Hizashi,but they were together. He was able to walk home with her,even if it was in silence,and he was able to feel a little less alone. 

The days continued on like this for almost a month until (First Name) finally managed to speak to Hizashi again. It was only a few words,but it made him happier than anything else when she grabbed his wrist on their way home that afternoon. 

“Your parents aren’t home,huh?” Hizashi asked softly as he followed her into her house. When she sat on the couch silently,Hizashi shook his head,bending down and scooping her up before carrying her to the basement. 

“Let go..” (First Name) said softly,trying to push him back weakly. She didn’t want to be alone,but she didn’t want to dance. 

Hizashi put her down and turned on the music calmly,taking her hands in his as the same song played in the background. They didn’t need words this time as he pulled her over to the makeshift dance studio,holding her hands tightly. This time,Hizashi took the lead,keeping her close to him as they slowly danced together. 

“I.. ‘Zashi..” (First Name) whispered softly,burying her face in his chest as she gripped onto him. 

“I’m right here,(First Name).” Hizashi told her softly,holding her tightly. He relaxed when he felt his shirt get wet,glad she was finally crying in front of him. A few tears of his own slipped down his cheeks,but he just pressed a soft kiss to her head as he held her close. 

Two months later,Hizashi saw her smile again for the first time in what felt like forever. Since she was still hardly speaking,seeing her smile amazed him. 

“Mama,mama! Look!” A little boy shouted energetically as he pointed at Hizashi,looking at his mother. “It’s a troll!” 

“Kuro,you can’t say that! That’s rude!” The mother said,grabbing her son’s arm and bowing to Hizashi. “I’m sorry,he didn’t mean anything bad by it!” 

Hizashi let out a chuckle,his eyes widening when he saw (First Name) smile out of the corner of his eye. He turned to look at her,his eyes widening when he realized she really was smiling. Turning his attention back to the mother and child,he grinned. “It’s perfectly fine! I’m proud to look like a troll!” 

“Huh?” The mother asked,looking at him in shock. 

(First Name) lost it at that,unable to stop herself from laughing. She clutched her stomach as she tried to catch her breath,thinking it was absolutely hilarious that Hizashi was ‘proud to be a troll’. “You.. You idiot!” 

Hizashi stared at her in shock,before he started to laugh as well. “How am I an idiot..? If it makes people happy for me to look like a troll,it’s my job as a hero to style my hair that way!” 

“Yeah,yeah..” (First Name) said,her laughter finally fading. “You’re just an idiot..” 

“Yeah,I’m an idiot.” Hizashi said,a little sad he couldn’t keep making her laugh. He was happy he’d made her laugh at all,though,so he just waved goodbye to the mother and child and resumed their patrol. 

(First Name) slowly started to become herself,though the girl knew she’d always miss Oboro. When the day of the summer festival rolled around and Hizashi invited her out,she hesitated,staring at the picture they’d all taken together the previous year for a few minutes. “You would want me to go,wouldn’t you,Oboro?” She asked,feeling stupid that she was even asking the picture. Grabbing her phone,she texted Hizashi back,promising she’d be there soon. 

Hizashi and Shota waited together in silence,the duo having an unspoken promise between them that they needed to make (First Name) happy in Oboro’s place. 

“She’s pretty.” Shota said calmly when he saw the girl hurrying over to them after a while. 

“Sorry,did I make you guys wait long?” (First Name) asked when she made it to them. Her kimono was different this year; she hadn’t been able to even look at the one she’d worn the previous year. 

“Of course not.. You look great today,by the way..” Hizashi said,clearing his throat slightly. It felt strange without Oboro and Sou there,but he couldn’t focus on them not being there. “Do you want to play a..” He trailed off as he eyed the ring toss game,not wanting to say anything that could upset her. 

“Let’s get some chicken skewers first,and then we can play games..” (First Name) said,knowing she needed to try and face the things she was afraid of again. 

“Right.” Shota said awkwardly,taking a seat at a table and watching as they ordered. 

After a while,the group began to play games together,though Hizashi could tell how hesitant (First Name) was to face them. He did his best to support her,and he was glad when she was able to throw the rings. Even without Oboro there,he knew (First Name) would eventually be okay. 

123,123,don’t overthink this 

Just fall in my arms,we won’t be harmed

Hizashi entered college to become a teacher after graduating from U.A.,starting a radio show on Fridays to help (First Name) sleep better. He played their dancing song every broadcast,hoping she was okay wherever she was. 

Shota focused on hero work after graduating from U.A.,dedicating himself to becoming the best underground hero he could. He wanted to become strong enough to protect everyone important to him,though he wasn’t sure where (First Name) went after graduation. 

(First Name) focused on earning her qualifications to become an official hero costume designer,though she also worked with Tsunagu Hakamada for a few years until he began to gain too much public interest for her liking. She disappeared from his agency and returned to U.A.,becoming their official hero costume developer beside Higari Maijima. 

When Nemuri began teaching at U.A. and discovered (First Name)’s presence there,she phoned Hizashi immediately,explaining to him that she’d found where (First Name) had been hiding since graduation. She laughed when the blond promised to become a teacher there,knowing their reunion would be loud. 

When Hizashi officially became a teacher at U.A.,the first thing he did was stomp into the Costume Development Studio and yell (First Name)’s name as loud as he could without damaging anyone’s hearing. 

“Hizashi..?!” (First Name) asked,looking around the corner from her little side room and groaning. “No way,Nemuri was serious when she said you were gonna be a teacher here?” 

“How long have you been hiding here,huh? You disappeared out of nowhere after graduation!” Hizashi asked,huffing a little. Despite his desperate attempt at looking angry,he couldn’t help but smile a little. 

“I’m sorry,okay? I didn’t mean to just disappear without explaining,but I..” (First Name) sighed,looking down. “I worked with this one hero for a little while,and he offered me a place at his agency as a sidekick,so I took it ‘cause I needed the money to get my official costume designing license..” 

“And what does that have to do with you not telling me,huh?” Hizashi asked,narrowing his eyes as he stomped over to her. 

“I lost my phone,and I didn’t have your number memorized! I’m sorry!” (First Name) said,backing up quickly until her back hit the wall. “Hey,’Zashi,let’s talk about this,alright..?!” 

Hizashi kept approaching her,before he just wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tightly. “I’m glad you’re safe,(First Name)..” He told her,burying his face in her hair. She still smelled like the same conditioner she’d always used,and she still had that (Favorite Color) ribbon in her hair. 

“Hizashi..?” (First Name) asked softly,a bit surprised he wasn’t angry. She smiled a little and hugged back,burying her face in his chest and breathing in his scent; even after all these years,his scent was still a mixture of a dusty record and the same hair gel she’d used to put his hair up for the first time. “You haven’t changed much..” 

“You haven’t changed much either..” Hizashi said,holding her tighter. “I’m glad..” 

“Wanna go out for drinks after school? Catch up on old times?” (First Name) asked,looking up at him. 

“Of course,but I should probably head to my first class. I’m an official teacher now,after all,” Hizashi told her,chuckling a bit as he stepped back. “I’ll see you later.” 

“See you later.” (First Name) said,smiling a bit as she watched him leave. 

That afternoon,(First Name) and Hizashi walked to a bar together,talking happily as they caught up on old times. After one too many drinks,they began talking about highschool. 

“Y’know,I thought you were pretty hot back then..” Hizashi muttered,chuckling a bit as he took another sip on his drink. “Your hero costume was especially hot..” 

“You were the hot one!” (First Name) whined,leaning against her arm and looking up at him from across the table and giggling. “I had the biggest crush on you back then,you know?” 

“Really? No way!” Hizashi said,laughing. “I don’t believe it! I know I loved you,but there’s no way you loved me!” 

“I totally did! I thought you were super hot with your hair up,and you looked super hot with it down as well!” (First Name) whined,puffing out her cheeks before letting out a giggle. “I bet you look even hotter with it down since it’s longer now..” 

“Wanna see?” Hizashi asked,laughing when he saw how flustered she looked. His tone changed suddenly,his smile fading as he looked at her. “I thought you were in love with Oboro back then..” 

“Oboro..? No,no..” (First Name) said,shaking her head. “He was like a brother to me.. You,on the other hand,I loved you..” 

“Why?” Hizashi asked,leaning against his arm and looking at her curiously. 

(First Name) paused for a minute,her drunken brain trying to compute the question. “Dancing with you feels right.. And the way you called me ‘Princess’ during the school festival..” 

“Really?” Hizashi asked,laughing a bit. “You really are a little dancer..” 

“Oh shut upppp!” (First Name) whined,huffing childishly. “Why did you love me?” 

“I dunno..” Hizashi said,looking down at his glass. Even in his drunken state,he was hesitant to admit what he’d thought of her. “I just.. Fell in love with you.” 

“What made you stop?” (First Name) asked,giggling a bit when she saw how panicked he looked at the question. 

“I..” Hizashi trailed off for a second,gripping the glass tightly before taking another large swig of the liquid courage. Setting the glass back down,he looked at her,taking a deep breath. “Do you wanna dance?” 

“Dance..?” (First Name) asked,giggling when she realized he was trying to dodge the question. Deciding to take pity on him,she stood up and held her hand out to him. 

Hizashi let out a chuckle and took her hand,standing up and pulling her close to him. They started to sway as they danced,no music even playing this time. 

After a while,Shota finally arrived at the bar,his eyes widening when he saw them dancing. “What the fuck?” 

“Ah,Sho,you’re hereeee!” (First Name) said,stepping back and launching herself at him with a giggle. “It’s been a while!” 

“Yeah,yeah..” Shota muttered,holding her up and sighing. “Hizashi,how much did you guys have to drink?” 

“I dunno…” Hizashi muttered,huffing when he realized (First Name) was hugging Shota. “Let go of her! She’s my dancing buddy!” 

“If I let go of her right now,she’ll fall,you idiot..” Shota said,sighing as he held (First Name) up and paid for the drinks,grabbing Hizashi’s wrist. “Let’s go,you moron.” 

“Hey,I’m not a moron!” Hizashi whined,stumbling after him and huffing. “I’m smart!” 

“Yeah,yeah.. You have the keys to your place,right?” Shota muttered,looking at him. Seeing his friend nod,he held out his hand for the keys,sighing when Hizashi dropped them on the ground. “Can you pick those up?” 

“Sorryyy..” Hizashi muttered,grabbing the keys and placing them in Shota’s hand. When his friend began to tug him along,he followed obediently,chuckling a bit. 

“You two are definitely gonna have hangovers in the morning..” Shota told himself,knowing these two drunken idiots would regret it in the morning. 

Finally making it to Hizashi’s place,Shota set (First Name) down,the drunken girl whining and grabbing onto Hizashi instead. “You’re so mean,Shooooo!” 

“Yeah,yeah..” Shota waved her off and unlocked the door,holding it open. “Now get inside,you two..” 

“I’ll carry (First Name)!” Hizashi said,trying to pick the girl up. He fell forward immediately,slamming his face against the wall and letting out a whimper as he dropped (First Name). 

“Owwww!” (First Name) whined,sitting on the ground and letting out a sniffle. 

Shota forced back a laugh,a chuckle escaping him despite his efforts. He grabbed Hizashi’s arm and pushed him into the house before bending down and picking (First Name) up,carrying her in and putting her on the couch. “You two are idiots..” 

“We’re not idiots!” They shouted in unison,before looking at each-other and giggling. Hizashi stumbled up the stairs,nearly sliding down them when he missed a step,and then just collapsed at the top in a fit of laughter. 

Shota spent the night tending to the drunken idiots,relaxing when they were both finally asleep. When he got a text saying he needed to come back to his makeshift agency,he let out a sigh,leaving painkillers and glasses of water next to both of them before leaving. 

(First Name) was the first to wake up in the morning,the girl sitting up and groaning when she felt how badly her ass hurt from her fall. She looked around in confusion,her eyes widening when she realized she didn’t know where the hell she was. She grabbed the water when she saw it,taking a few sips after taking the painkillers. Her memories of the previous night slowly flooded back,her eyes widening when she realized she’d confessed to Hizashi. “Oh fuck..” She muttered,standing up as she decided to flee for now. She made a mental note to apologize to Shota the next time she saw him,put her shoes back on,and ran. 

Hizashi woke up soon after (First Name) had left,the blond waking up with a groan. His face and head were aching,but he sat up instantly when he remembered confessing to (First Name). “Shit..” He muttered,looking around. Seeing the water next to his bed,he grabbed it,taking the painkillers as well before crawling out of bed and making his way downstairs slowly. Seeing the empty couch,he relaxed,praying (First Name) couldn’t remember the events of the previous night. He had never meant to confess to her; he’d locked those feelings away after Oboro’s death. 

Since they were both too late to go into school,Hizashi and (First Name) missed that day,though they both returned the next morning. 

(First Name) stood at the gate,unable to bring herself to take the first step. She was filled with dread,knowing she’d have to face Hizashi today. “I should just call in sick..”

“(First Name)?” Hizashi asked as he rounded the corner,clearing his throat awkwardly. “Uh,hey.. Where are you going?” He greeted her,sighing when he realized she was trying to skip work. 

“I,uh.. I forgot something..” (First Name) lied horribly,her face burning as she looked away. Knowing Hizashi wasn’t stupid enough to fall for it,she decided to drop the lie,letting out a sigh. “Listen,’Zashi,what I said the other night..” 

“It’s fine,(First Name).. It’s all in the past anyways..” Hizashi said awkwardly,sighing. It wasn’t in the past for him,but he couldn’t tell her that. 

“Ah,right..” (First Name) said awkwardly,rubbing the back of her neck as she tried to calm herself down. “In the past..” 

“Right..” Hizashi said,grabbing her wrist and pulling her onto the campus. “Come on,you’ll be late if you just stand there.” 

(First Name) stumbled after him,her face burning now. She couldn’t help but smile a little,amazed he still remembered her words. “Thanks,’Zashi..” 

“Of course,” Hizashi told her,letting go of her wrist and running up the stairs. Looking back at her,he gave a giant grin. “Now let’s get to work,(First Name)!”

“Yes sir!” (First Name) said,running up the stairs and smiling a little. She could lock her feelings up forever if that’s what it took to stay by Hizashi’s side. 

Oh my brother,oh my brother,oh my lord

I’m not ready,I’m not ready,I’m not sure

A year passed,and (First Name) suddenly disappeared once again. 

“I want you to work with me,” All For One told the tied up woman,circling her. “I need someone to help take care of a very special child,and you’re the perfect one for the job.” 

“And if I don’t help?” (First Name) growled,glaring up at him. She knew she couldn’t win if she attacked him,but that didn’t mean she would go down quietly. 

“If you don’t help me,I’ll kill you and force you to help,” All For One said,sighing when he heard a knock on the door. “Enter.” 

“Master,I..” Kurogiri said as he walked in,freezing when he saw the girl. He recognized her,but he couldn’t tell why. “Who is that?” 

“She’s going to be a babysitter for the special boy. She has quite a unique Quirk,but I’ve decided to let her keep it. Do you like her?” All For One asked,letting out a chuckle as he rubbed his hand on the side of (First Name)’s cheek. “She’s quite a unique specimen,no?”

“Don’t touch me,you disgusting bastard!” (First Name) shouted,jerking her head to the side. She let out a yelp when the chair fell to the side,wincing as her head collided with the floor. “Fuck..” 

“A babysitter for the boy?” Kurogiri asked,ignoring how badly his mind was screaming at him to remember something. “I thought that was my role?” 

“She’s a special future pet of mine,” All For One said,setting the chair back up calmly. “Unfortunately,it seems like I’ll have to turn her into a Nomu after all..” 

“No!” Kurogiri shouted,his eyes widening when he realized he’d made the woman with the pretty (Favorite Color) ribbon disappear through a portal that shut immediately after. “What did I just do..?” 

“Open the portal again!” All For One ordered angrily,absolutely livid that his ‘prize’ had disappeared. 

“I can’t remember where I opened it!” Kurogiri said,angry at himself for making his ‘master’ angrily. In his mind,the faint remnants of Oboro laughed,knowing she would be safe with Hizashi.  

(First Name) winced as she appeared in her house,looking around in confusion. “What the absolute fuck..?” 

“(First Name)?!” Hizashi shouted from the kitchen,running out. He’d been looking for clues as to why she’d disappeared for a day or two,the boy sighing in relief when he saw her. “What the hell happened to you?” 

“I don’t really know..” (First Name) admitted,relaxing once she was untied. “I remember hearing someone break a window,and then I woke up to this really ugly guy looming over me.. He told me I was gonna be the babysitter of some kid,and then this wispy dude came in.. The ugly dude said I was gonna be turned into a ‘Nobu’ or something,and then the wispy dude,like,teleported me here or something?” 

“We’re going to the police..” Hizashi muttered,shaking his head as he helped her up. “You obviously can’t stay here,either,so go pack a bag..” 

“Yeah..” (First Name) muttered,unable to get the voice of the wispy man out of her head. It sounded familiar,but she didn’t know why. Shaking the thought out of her head,she went to her room and hastily packed a bag before heading back down. 

“Did he do anything to you?” Hizashi asked once she returned,relaxing when she shook her head. 

That night,after making an official police report,(First Name) temporarily moved into Hizashi’s house. 

“(First Name),you should seriously take today off..” Hizashi told her the next morning,sighing when she shook her head. 

“It’s safer for me to stay with you,right? I don’t know how they found out where I live,let alone anything else about me,so they could just as easily snatch me from here.” (First Name) said,tying her hair back with the same (Favorite Color) ribbon. 

“Fine..” Hizashi sighed,finishing up on doing his hair and heading to the front door. “Let’s go.” 

“Coming!” (First Name) said,skipping down the stairs and grinning. She slipped her shoes on and ran outside,eager to get to work. She enjoyed working on hero costumes,and doing upgrades always excited her,so there was no way she’d willingly miss a day of school. She skipped in the direction of their old highschool,smiling as she turned and looked back. “Hurry up,’Zashi!” 

“I’m coming!” Hizashi called out,chuckling as he ran after her. He chased her all the way to the school,chuckling as he watched her run up the stairs. He ran up and met her at the top,grinning when he saw Shota. 

“You two,stop and explain what happened to her immediately.” Shota ordered,narrowing his eyes. He’d listened to a half-assed explanation the previous night,and he was still unsatisfied by it. 

“I was kidnapped by this super ugly dude,and then this wispy guy teleported me home.” (First Name) said casually,walking into the building. 

Hizashi let out a sigh and explained it to Shota properly,chuckling a little. “She doesn’t seem as concerned as she probably should be,but you know how she is..” 

“She was fucking kidnapped..” Shota muttered,pinching the bridge of his nose. “I’m just going to pretend I never heard this..” 

“Thanks,Shota!” Hizashi said,heading inside with a grin. 

“It’s not a good thing,you idiot!” Shota shouted,sighing as he followed Hizashi inside. 

Living with Hizashi was actually quite fun,and (First Name) found herself not wanting to leave. 

“Hey,’Zashi,we need to get groceries!” (First Name) told him as they walked home together,grinning. “I’m craving hotpot!” 

“You promise to actually eat? You always say you’re craving something and then change your mind.” Hizashi asked,grabbing her arm and pulling her off to the side when she almost bumped into a woman walking. 

“Yeah,yeah! I’ll definitely eat!” (First Name) told him,grinning. “I’m starving today!” 

“As long as you eat,fine,” Hizashi told her,walking to the store with her hot on his heels. “But you’re cooking and doing the dishes!” 

“That’s no fairrr!” (First Name) whined childishly,puffing out her cheeks. 

“It’s definitely fair when you’re the one craving it!” Hizashi said,flicking her forehead with a laugh as he headed inside. Grabbing a buggy,he walked off to get the ingredients,knowing he’d probably end up cooking it anyways. 

(First Name) explored the store happily,grabbing a few bags of chips and some candy before dumping them in the buggy. “I’m getting melon pan and pocky as well!” She declared,rushing off to get them eagerly. 

Hizashi just let out a sigh,knowing (First Name) would end up buying as much candy as she wanted. “You’re gonna regret eating all of it.” He warned her when she came back over. 

“It’s not like I’m gonna eat it all at once!” (First Name) told him,huffing. “Have you gotten everything you wanted?” 

Hizashi just nodded a little,pushing the buggy over to the checkout line. “You’re too much like a teenager,(First Name).” He told her. 

“You two are a cute couple.” The cashier said as he started to ring up their items. 

“We’re not a couple!” (First Name) and Hizashi said in unison,both of them looking at each-other and laughing. 

“You’re such an idiot!” (First Name) told him between giggles,punching his arm playfully. 

“Well you said it too!” Hizashi told her,huffing slightly. “We’re both idiots.” 

“Sorry,I shouldn’t have assumed anything..” The cashier said awkwardly. 

“No,it’s fine! We’re just best-friends is all..” (First Name) said,grinning at the cashier. 

“Right..” The man said,a tiny bit of pink appearing on his cheeks as he read their total. 

Hizashi grabbed the bags as (First Name) paid,not missing how the cashier looked at her. He gritted his teeth,deciding to be petty after all. He held the bags in one arm,throwing his free arm around (First Name)’s shoulders,and led her in front of himself. “Come on,we need to get home and start cooking.” 

“Okay,okay..” (First Name) said,giggling a bit as she walked with him. She didn’t notice how annoyed he seemed,just thinking he was acting as weird as always. 

That night,Hizashi pulled (First Name) close and danced with her while they waited for the food to finish cooking,chuckling a bit as they danced. He had gotten better over the years,but he still wasn’t as good as she was. Looking down at her,he desperately wanted to kiss her,but he held back. No matter how much he loved her,he wasn’t sure whether it was a good idea to tell her or not.  

123,123,all of my memories 

Start to collide,there’s no use hiding

Another year passed,and (First Name) didn’t end up moving out of Hizashi’s house. They still weren’t dating,but they both felt more comfortable living together. 

“You two seriously just need to start dating already.” Nemuri told Hizashi one day after he’d come back from paying another visit to the Costume Development studio. 

“Huh? Why?” Hizashi asked,raising an eyebrow. 

“Because you’re literally both still in love with each-other,” Nemuri said,sighing and blowing her bangs out of her face. “It’s getting ridiculous at this point,Hizashi. How the hell have you been controlling yourself?” 

“It’s not like I’m some beast,Nemuri. I believe (First Name) is beautiful,but I would never do anything that would make her uncomfortable,” Hizashi said,sitting down at his desk and sighing. “Now please stop talking as if you have a say in the relationship between (First Name) and I. As far as I’m concerned,she’s just a great friend.” 

“You two are way past the point of being ‘just friends’,Hizashi! You literally do everything together!” Nemuri said,letting out a sigh. “If you don’t hurry up and confess to her,someone else will come and take her away..” 

“Like who?” Hizashi asked,sighing. “I think I’d know if (First Name) wa-..” He started to say,falling silent when he heard a knock and saw a boy with blond hair peer into the room. 

“Excuse me,but could someone lead me to the Costume Development studio by chance? I’m looking for (First Name).” The blond,who Hizashi recognized as Tsunagu Hakamada,asked. 

“What do you need (First Name) for?” Hizashi asked,standing up. 

“That’s personal business,”  Tsunagu said,looking at him expectantly. “Can you lead me to the studio?” 

“Yeah,sure..” Hizashi said,not missing the smirk on Nemuri’s face as he walked out. Leading the way to the studio,Hizashi let out a sigh,knocking on the door before sliding it open once he was given permission. 

“Oh hey,Hizashi. What brings you back here?” Higari asked when he saw the blond,continuing to work on welding a replacement piece of armor for one of the hero costumes he was working on. 

“(First Name) has a visitor,” Hizashi said,walking over and knocking on the door to her side room. “(First Name),open up.” 

“Give me a second!” (First Name) called out,cursing loudly when she lost concentration and forgot the material a student had asked her for. She let out a sigh and opened the door,looking up at Hizashi curiously. “What’s up,’Zashi?” 

“You’ve got a visitor.” Hizashi said,moving out of the way so she could see the other blond. 

“Hello,(First Name),” Tsunagu greeted the girl,catching the door before she could shut it. “Mind talking to me for a bit?” He asked,narrowing his eyes. 

“Ah,no.. I don’t think I have the time.. I’m pretty busy,you know?” (First Name) asked,a bit panicked. She squeaked when the blond picked her up,thrashing around and shouting for Hizashi to help her. 

“Woah,woah,what are you doing?” Hizashi asked Tsunagu,blocking the doorway so the blond couldn’t leave with (First Name). 

“She owes me a very long explanation as to why she left my agency without explanation in the middle of the night a few years ago,” Tsunagu said,keeping (First Name) on his shoulder. “And I’m sure she’d rather not kneel for an hour where students could see.” 

“I don’t owe you anything!” (First Name) whined,struggling still. “Higrari,helpppp!” 

“Sorry,(First Name),but you did that to yourself.” Higari said,continuing to work calmly. 

“This isn’t fairrr!” (First Name) whined,waving her arms. “I left a note saying I had to quit working with you for a while,so how come you’re mad?!” 

“You didn’t give any explanation as to where you were going,so stop whining before I make you kneel for two hours!” Tsunagu snapped at her,carrying her out when Hizashi moved to the side. 

“Hizashi,you traitor! Help!!” (First Name) whined,reaching out for him. When he just waved at her,she puffed out her cheeks and finally stopped struggling,knowing there was no way she could escape. 

When (First Name) finally returned two hours later,Hizashi chuckled at the sight of how bruised her legs were from kneeling,knowing she’d been reprimanded. “You’re not gonna pull another disappearing act ever again,right?” 

“Shut up,you asshole!” (First Name) snapped,sniffling as she pressed ice to her knees. “You’re a meanie..” 

“Hey,you should be mad at him,not at me,” Hizashi said,holding up his hands in surrender. “So did he come all this way just to scold you?” 

“No.. He invited me back to his agency,” (First Name) said,looking over at him when she heard him take a deep breath. “I turned him down,of course,but he asked me to go out with him for drinks tomorrow.” 

“For drinks?” Hizashi asked,sighing a little. “I’m coming with you since you’re a useless drunk.” 

“He said it’s gotta be just the two of us,so maybe next time,” (First Name) said,yawning a little. “I don’t plan on drinking much since he’s really strict,so you don’t have to worry.” 

“Yeah,yeah.. Whatever you say.” Hizashi shook his head,unable to feel calm about her going out with someone without him. (First Name) was always a cuddly drunk,and he didn’t want her cuddling anyone else.
Despite Hizashi’s request for her to come home with him the following night,(First Name) went out for drinks with Tsunagu. When Hizashi got a call two hours later,he went rushing to the bar. 

“Please take this..” Tsunagu said awkwardly as he held (First Name) up,the girl giggling as she looked up at him. 

“You’re so pretty,Nagu! Hehe,I called you ‘Nagu’ like old times..” (First Name) said,grinning up at him before noticing Hizashi. “Ah,’Zashi! ‘Zashi’s here,Nagu! I want ‘Zashi!” She said childishly,making grabby hands as she reached for Hizashi. 

Hizashi took (First Name) from Tsunagu,letting out a chuckle. “How much did she have to drink?” 

“Quite a lot.. I warned her against it,but she started cursing at me,so I backed off.” Tsunagu admitted,chuckling a bit. 

“Did she force you into dancing or anything?” Hizashi asked,holding (First Name) close to him. 

“No,but she did cry because she wanted to dance with you. She called me her ‘third favorite blond’,and then said you were her favorite,so do with that as you will,” Tsunagu said,chuckling as he recalled the memory. “She turned me down immediately when I invited her back to my agency yesterday,but I will always keep a spot open at my agency for her.” 

“I’ll be sure she never wants to go back to you,” Hizashi said,his grip on (First Name) tightening. “She belongs with Shota and I at U.A.,where she can help future heroes become the people they want to be.” 

“Then I’ll be sure to raise my rank and invite her back to my side,” Tsunagu told him,smirking a little. “She had quite a bit to say about you,so I’ll be looking forward to the future.” He added,walking off calmly. 

Hizashi looked down at (First Name),letting out a sigh when he realized she’d already passed out. “You’re lucky you’re cute..” He muttered,carrying her home. 

(First Name)’s hangover the next day left her in bed all day,and Hizashi called off of work to tend to her. 

“Tsunagu said you wanted to dance with me last night and then you told him he’s your third favorite blond,so who’s your top two?” Hizashi asked her halfway through the day,chuckling when she groaned. 

“You’re my favorite,and the second favorite spot is left open for now..” She told him,waving him off as she rolled over. Her headache was still kicking her ass,but she let out a sigh as the memories of the previous night filled her head. “He asked me out,’Zashi..” 

Hizashi froze up as he listened to her,though he kept rubbing her back. “And what did you say?” 

“I turned him down,obviously,but..” (First Name) gripped onto the blankets tighter,hiding her face in them. “I should have just said yes..” She said softly,her lip trembling a little as she blinked back tears. She was still desperately in love with Hizashi,as she always had been,but nothing would come out of it. 

“Why not just go out with him,then?” Hizashi asked,regretting the question as soon as he asked it. 

(First Name) just gripped onto the blankets and kept her face hidden,not wanting to talk about this anymore. She knew Hizashi didn’t mean it,but that didn’t make the words hurt any less. “I’ll call him tomorrow,then..” She said,gripping onto the blankets and burying her face further. “And I’ll move out,too..” 

“(First Name),I..” Hizashi took a deep breath,before pulling his hand back. “Yeah,that’s probably for the best.. I’ll be in the living room if you need me..” He muttered,standing up and walking out. He walked downstairs and sunk down on the couch,cursing as he tried to think of what to do. 

After a while,Hizashi stood up,hooking up his speaker and playing their song. He stood at the bottom of the stairs,hoping she was willing to give him one last chance. When he heard her door open,he let out a sigh of relief. “It’s now or never..” He muttered to himself,knowing he needed to tell her tonight. 

“Why are you playing that song?” (First Name) asked as she walked down the stairs,still wiping away a few stray tears. 

Hizashi grabbed her hand,pulling her into his chest and gripping her hand. “Do you remember what you told me when you taught me to dance?” He asked softly. “You told me that,no matter how scared I was,counting to three would help,right?” 

“Yeah,but why?” (First Name) asked,sniffling a little. Her head hurt like hell,but she didn’t care right now. 

“123,123,right?” Hizashi asked,slowly swaying with her. He counted to three a few more times in his head,before he looked down at her. “I love you,(First Name).” 

“What..?” (First Name) asked,looking up at him in shock. “What did you just say?” 

“I said that I love you,” Hizashi said,putting his hand on the back of her head and pushing her face into his chest. “So don’t leave me,okay? Don’t talk about dating someone else,either..” 

“Are you.. Are you serious?” (First Name) asked,gripping onto him. “For how long..?” 

“Of course I’m serious..” Hizashi told her,holding her tightly. “And honestly,I have no clue how long.. Looking back,it could’ve been love at first sight,or even at first dance,but I just know that I don’t want you to leave me.. I’ve never once wanted you to leave me..” 

“Fuck,’Zashi.. You’re an idiot..” (First Name) choked out,letting out a sniffle. “I.. This whole fucking time..” 

“I’m sorry..” Hizashi said softly,holding her tightly. “I know I’m a selfish idiot who only admitted it when it was almost too late,and I know me loving you doesn’t excuse what I said,but I just..” 

“It’s fine,’Zashi..” (First Name) said,pulling her face back and wiping her eyes before smiling up at him. “I love you too..” 

Hizashi looked down at her,his heart racing. He’d known for a long time that she loved him,but hearing it out loud made him happy. “Can I kiss you?” He asked softly,gently touching her cheek. 

“Of course..” (First Name) said,pressing into his touch and smiling up at her. When Hizashi tentatively kissed her,she pulled him deeper into the kiss eagerly,desperate to make up for the years they’d spent running around like idiots. 

That something that’s always been 

Maps in my mind become maps of your eyes

Two years passed,and (First Name) and Hizashi got engaged hardly six months after they’d officially started dating,and they got married hardly six months after that,much to the shock of everyone they knew. After their marriage,the duo spent their first year of marriage peacefully.. Up until the day Nemuri mentioned kids.  

“You and (First Name) would have a cute baby,don’t you think?” Nemuri asked one day,Hizashi choking on his coffee and spitting it out all over his paperwork. 

“What..?!” The blond asked once he’d finally caught his breath,looking over at her. “What the hell is wrong with you?!” 

“I’m just saying that I think you two would have a cute kid!” Nemuri said,holding her hands up in surrender and laughing. “I mean,haven’t you ever thought about kids?” 

“Of course I have,but that doesn’t mean (First Name) and I should have one..” Hizashi muttered,cleaning himself up and sighing when he realized he’d have to restart his paperwork. 

“Well why wouldn’t you guys?” Nemuri asked,leaning against her arm and grinning. “I think you’d be a good dad,and I know for a fact (First Name) would be a good mom..” 

“If she ever brings it up first,then fine,but I’m not gonna bring it up first..” Hizashi told her,glaring at her. “And don’t you dare bring it up to her,either.” 

“I won’t,I won’t! I just definitely think you two should think about it.. I mean,you’re not getting any younger,you know?” Nemuri told him,giggling when she saw how annoyed he looked. 

“If (First Name) is the one to bring it up,then fine,but you have no say in this,Nemuri.” Hizashi told her,sighing as he restarted his paperwork. 

“Hey,Shota,has (First Name) brought up having kids?” Nemuri asked Shota when he walked in,the boy holding his hands up in surrender and backing right back out of the room. 

“I’m not in this argument,” Shota said,before sliding the door open once again. “So don’t bring it up to me again,Nemuri.”

“Why not? I know (First Name) likes kids,so she’s definitely talked to you about it as well,right?” Nemuri asked,puffing out her cheeks. 

“What do you mean by ‘as well’?” HIzashi asked,looking over at her. 

“I mean,she’s mentioned it to me a few times..” Nemuri admitted,looking away with a laugh. “She was the one who brought it up first,actually.. When we went drinking the other day,she mentioned how cute she thought babies were,and then she whined about how she wanted one with you.” 

“Seriously?” Hizashi asked,his cheeks going red at the idea. When he saw Nemuri nod,he looked away and cleared his throat. “Then I might just bring it up to her..” 

“Hizashi,you two only got married last year. Enjoy it for a while longer.” Shota warned,knowing his words fell upon deaf ears when he saw how excited Hizashi looked. 

After making it home that night,Hizashi once again put on their song,grabbing (First Name)’s hand and pulling her close. 

“What’s this about?” (First Name) asked,giggling a little as they started to slowly dance around their living room. 

“Nemuri told me something interesting today..” Hizashi said,looking down at her with a chuckle. “She said you told her you wanna have a baby soon..” 

“Huh?” (First Name) asked,her face burning from embarrassment. She nearly stepped on Hizashi’s foot,but she managed to correct her step at the last second. “I mean.. Yeah,kinda,but I..”

“Why didn’t you just tell me?” Hizashi asked,pressing a kiss to her forehead. “I love kids,so I’d never say no about it..” 

“I just didn’t know how to bring it up..” (First Name) muttered,gripping onto him. “But I definitely want a baby..” 

“Then we can have one.” Hizashi told her,grinning as he scooped her up and carried her up to their room. 

123,123,don’t take your eyes off me

I’ll take the lead,you take my breath away 

A year passed with no luck,and (First Name) and Hizashi were both getting anxious about it. Right when they were about to consider going to the doctor about it,(First Name) took the last two tests. 

“What if something’s wrong with me?” (First Name) asked,looking up at Hizashi as she snuggled into his side. 

“(First Name),you’re fine.. It could just be bad luck,you know? Nemuri said that it takes plenty of people even longer than a year..”  Hizashi told her,rubbing her back and sighing a little. “It’s about time to check the tests,right?” 

“Right..” (First Name) muttered,crawling out of bed with a sigh. Walking over to the bathroom,she looked at the tests; two little lines on both of them. “Hey,’Zashi.. Come here.” 

Hizashi got up and walked into the bathroom,raising an eyebrow. “What’s up? Something wrong?” 

“Do you see two lines as well?” (First Name) asked,holding the tests up. 

Hizashi leaned forward a bit to get a better look,his eyes widening. “Two lines is positive,right?” 

“Yeah..” (First Name) said,squeaking when he scooped her up. She held onto him tightly,letting out a laugh as she held onto him tightly. “We’re gonna be parents!” 

“We’re gonna be parents!” Hizashi repeated happily,grinning. “Fuck,we’re gonna be parents,(First Name)!” 

“Finally!” (First Name) said,laughing as she held onto him tightly. 

“Fuck,we gotta tell Sho and Nemuri,they’re gonna scream..!” Hizashi said,carrying her downstairs so he could get his phone. He dialed Shota’s number first after setting (First Name) down on the couch,putting it on speaker and grinning. 

“Hello?” Shota asked as he picked up the phone,letting out a tired yawn. 

“(First Name)’s pregnant!” Hizashi told him eagerly,grinning when he heard his friend take a deep breath. 

“Are you serious?” Shota asked,unable to hide the shock in his voice. “Congratulations,you two.”

“You’re gonna be an uncle,Shota! You should sound a bit more excited!” (First Name) whined,puffing out her cheeks. 

“Yeah,yeah.. We can throw a party for you in a few months,but for now,just be careful.” Shota said,chuckling a bit. 

“We’ll talk more later! Love you,ya old man!” Hizashi told him before hanging up and dialing Nemuri’s number. 

“Hey,Hizashi,what’s up?” Nemuri asked as she answered the phone. 

“(First Name)’s pregnant!” Hizashi told her,feeling like an excited puppy. 

“Seriously?!” Nemuri shouted,letting out a loud cheer. “It’s about time! I get to be an aunt!” 

“That means we can’t go drinking anymore.” (First Name) pointed out,giggling a little. 

“Well you can just drink some apple juice or something!” Nemuri told her,laughing. “I’m gonna be an awesome aunt,just you wait!” 

“We’ll talk more later,okay?” Hizashi asked,chuckling when she hung up without even replying. Turning back to his wife,he grinned. “(First Name),do you wanna dance?” 

“When do I not wanna dance?” (First Name) asked,giggling and grabbing his hand as she jumped up. She turned on their song,starting to slowly dance around the room with him. 

Five months passed,and Hizashi was constantly bragging about his twins to his coworkers.

“When he’s born,my little Keishou is gonna be absolutely adorable! And my darling little Haruhime is gonna be perfect!” Hizashi rambled,showing them the ultrasound pictures once again. 

“We know,Hizashi..” Shota muttered,sighing a little. As much as he loved his idiotic best-friend,he’d been shown the same picture almost hourly for a week now,and it was starting to get old. 

“Nemuri,look! Haruhime’s such a cutie,right? And look at Keishou! He’s so handsome!” Hizashi said,practically shoving the pictures in her face. 

“Yeah,yeah..” Nemuri said,pushing his hand back and sighing. “You need to focus on grading papers..” 

“You know,I gave everyone who wrote about how pretty my precious (First Name) and how perfect my little twins are a bonus? It’s saving half the class’s grades!” Hizashi bragged,grinning. 

“You’re serious?” Nemuri asked,letting out a sigh. “You really amaze me,Hizashi..” 

“I’m gonna go check on (First Name) again!” Hizashi said,grinning as he walked out and scurried through the hallways. Making it to the studio,he threw the door open. “(First Name)!” 

“Hizashi,seriously? You were here barely an hour ago..” (First Name) sighed,pinching the bridge of her nose as she continued to work on the costume she was designing. “You need to focus on your classes.” 

“I know,but I just wanted to check on you..” Hizashi whined,hugging her from behind and pouting. “Have they been kicking much?” 

“No,so go focus on your paperwork. I know your classes had to do three-page essays the other day,so you need to focus on grading them.” (First Name) told him,not even looking at him. 

“You should hurry up and go on maternity leave,you know? I don’t want you to stress yourself out..” Hizashi told her,kissing her cheeks and grinning. 

“We’ve been over this a hundred times already,Hizashi. I’m not going on maternity leave until they’re ready to pop out,” (First Name) told him,leaning into his touch and sighing. “I need to be here to help with making the costumes.” 

“But what if you pass out or something from overworking yourself? I read online tha-” Hizashi started to say,getting cut off when Sekijiro walked in and dragged him out. “(First Name),I love youuu!” He whined out.

“You’re seriously slacking on grading,Hizashi. If you don’t stop going to visit her,I’ll get Shota to tie you up whenever you try and leave the teacher’s lounge.” Sekijiro told him,sighing. He had been the one constantly fetching him since the others didn’t want to bother with it,and he was getting fed up with it. 

“Fineeeee…” Hizashi whined,huffing childishly. “You’re all so mean.. She’s just too cute with that big old tummy..” 

“Yeah,yeah..” Sekijiro muttered,dumping him off in the teacher’s lounge. “Now just stay in there,you idiot.” 

“Bully..” Hizashi pouted,stomping back to his desk and flopping down. 

Despite (First Name)’s words,she was forced on maternity leave three months later,and Hizashi couldn’t be more of a wreck. 

“I need to call (First Name) again..” Hizashi muttered,reaching for his phone. 

“You’ve called her three times in the last hour!” Nemuri snapped at him,snatching the phone. “Let her sleep,Hizashi!” 

“But what if she’s gone into labor or something!?” Hizashi asked,huffing. 

“Then she’d call you,but right now she needs to rest up. She’s not even due for another four weeks,” Nemuri told him,sighing. “I get that you’re worried,but you’re only gonna stress her and the twins out if you keep this up.” 

“Sorry..” Hizashi muttered,pouting as he returned to working. “This sucks..” 

“Yeah,yeah..” Nemuri muttered,putting his phone off to the side and returning to her own paperwork. 

(First Name) was having a great time on maternity leave,using her Quirk to make human-sized cloth ‘dolls’ that did the housework for her. She wanted the house to be absolutely spotless for when the twins arrived. 

Standing up and walking by the nursery,she peered inside,smiling a little at how absolutely adorable it was. Nearly everything the twins had matched,and she thought it was absolutely adorable. Hizashi had insisted on painting the walls himself,and she couldn’t help but smile when she saw the overlapping handprints they’d made. Pressing her hand against it,she giggled when she realized how her hands had swollen up a little,getting distracted when she felt her stomach growl. 

Making her way downstairs,(First Name) dug through the cabinets,getting annoyed when she couldn’t find any pocky. She made the cloth ‘maids’ disappear and then walked over to the door,sliding her shoes on after a few minutes of struggling. Grabbing her wallet,she headed out,deciding to head to the convenience store. 

Halfway to the store,(First Name) got distracted when she heard someone in an alleyway,pausing and peering down it curiously for a moment before continuing her walk. 

“(Fi.. rst.. Na.. me)...” Kurogiri muttered,peering at her from the alleyway. Faintly,in the recesses of Kurogiri’s mind,Oboro was cheering for her; the girl who had always loved children would finally have her own,and he hadn’t missed the glimmer of the ring on her finger. 

A while later,after getting her desired snacks from the store,(First Name) started her walk home,smiling a little and rubbing her stomach when she felt a kick. While passing the same alleyway,she looked down the stretch,her eyes widening when she faintly saw a wispy figure. “Hey,I know you..” She muttered,stepping towards the alleyway without thinking. 

Kurogiri stared at the woman,unsure as to why he couldn’t bring himself to capture her; All For One had ordered him to capture her if he ever spotted her again,but he couldn’t bring himself to move towards her. When she stepped towards him,he moved back. He knew her,but he didn’t know why. 

“Hey,thanks for last time!” (First Name) called out,giving him a giant grin. “You saved me!”

Kurogiri winced when he felt his head start to hurt,warping himself away quickly. Memories flooded into his head of a little girl laughing and calling for someone named ‘Oboro’,of her nearly falling down a flight of stairs before a cloud caught her,and of a boy with blond hair smiling as he sat next to a boy with black hair while they were eating. He didn’t know them,but he did,and it hurt. 

After the man had disappeared,(First Name) just sighed and walked home,smiling a little to herself. She had finally managed to thank him for saving her back then,but she still felt hurt for some reason. 

Weeks later,(First Name) delivered the twins with Hizashi by her side. When he held them for the first time,Hizashi broke into sobs. 

Oh my lover,oh my lover,hold on tight

I’ll be better,I’ll be better,I will fight 

Another year passed,and (First Name) approached Toshinori the day he enrolled as a teacher at U.A. with a question. 

“Hey,All Might,I need to ask you a favor.” (First Name) told him after pulling him aside when nobody was looking. 

“What is it,Mrs.Yamada?” Toshinori asked,keeping his voice down since he could tell she didn’t want anyone to hear. 

“You can make people disappear,right?” (First Name) asked,looking up at him. “Not killing them or anything,of course,but just.. Taking them away and hiding them?” 

“Yes,but why?” Toshinori asked,raising an eyebrow. “Is there someone in danger?” 

“You’re not allowed to tell Hizashi,alright?” (First Name) asked,relaxing when he agreed. “A few years ago,I disappeared for two days. This really ugly guy took me,and he wanted me to take care of this kid or something,and I only managed to get out after this other dude helped me out..” 

“Ugly guy..?” Toshinori asked,a bit confused. “How was he ugly?” 

“He didn’t have a human face.. Like,he looked like a potato..” (First Name) explained,sighing. “It wasn’t him,but there was a guy I didn’t recognize that followed me around the store the other day,and I just.. I just know he was going to do something.. I went through a bunch of alleys and everything before heading home once I was sure I’d lost him,but I just.. I can’t relax.” 

“And you want me to make you disappear?” Toshinori asked,looking down at her. He had a bad feeling about who the ‘ugly guy’ was,but he didn’t want to believe it. 

“Me and the twins,yes.. I know it’s cruel,but I can’t risk it.. I know Hizashi will believe me,but he’d try to come with us,and he can’t leave here.. U.A. needs him here,his students need him here..” (First Name) told him,gripping her necklace tightly. “He mentioned the fact that he ‘let me keep my Quirk’,and I.. I just know he’ll try something. If he’s after my Quirk,and he can somehow steal it,he’d definitely target the twins..” 

“Right..” Toshinori said,realizing it really was All For One that had taken her. “Tomorrow,call out of work but make Hizashi come in.. I’ll sort out a way to get you out of Japan.” 

“All the way out of Japan?” (First Name) asked,looking at him in shock. 

“If you have any friends overseas,give me their names so I can contact them. You can’t stay in Japan if you’re being targeted,” Toshinori ordered,writing down the only name (First Name) had given him; Sou Hisaki. “I’ll contact him and see if he’s willing to offer you a place to stay,but you won’t be able to contact Hizashi for your own safety.” 

“Right..” (First Name) said,clenching her fists. She had to disappear again,but she didn’t want to leave Hizashi. “Thank you,All Might..” 

“You’re doing the right thing,Mrs.Yamada.” Toshinori told her,feeling bad for her. 

“Please,just call me (First Name)..” (First Name) told him,stepping back. “I’ll see you tomorrow,then..” 

“Right..” Toshinori said,watching as she walked off. 

That night,after walking home with her husband,(First Name) turned their song on and grabbed Hizashi’s hands,holding onto him tightly as they slowly danced around. Their living room no longer seemed barren; it was full of toys the twins loved playing with throughout the day,as well as pictures they’d taken together. 

“What’s wrong?” Hizashi asked her softly as they danced. 

“I just wanted to dance.. It’s been a while,you know?” (First Name) asked,holding onto him and smiling up at him. 

“Yeah,it has been..” Hizashi said,chuckling a bit as they kept swaying together. 

“I love you so much..” (First Name) muttered,leaning into his chest; he still smelled like old records and hair gel,but he also smelled like family. 

“I love you too,” Hizashi said,kissing her head and breathing in her scent; she smelled like that same old shampoo,but she also smelled like family. Opening his eyes,he saw that same (Favorite Color) ribbon from all those years ago,the boy smiling a little when he heard a wail from upstairs. “Sounds like Haru’s awake.” 

“I’ll go get her..” (First Name) said,stepping back and walking up the stairs. She smiled when she saw her daughter reaching for her,bending down and scooping her up. “What’s wrong,lovebug? You usually sleep straight through the night..” 

“Ba..!” Haruhime squeaked out,pointing at her brother’s crib. 

“You wanted your brother?” (First Name) asked,giggling a little as she walked over to Keishou’s crib and picking him up; it was hard to hold both of them at once,but she was used to it. 

“Ugh..” Keishou grumbled,gripping onto his mother’s shirt and glaring at his sister with a pout. He didn’t like being woken up,but snuggling with his mother made it better. 

“How about you two sleep with mama and papa tonight?” (First Name) asked,carrying them out of their room with a smile. 

“Aww,do our little royals wanna cuddle?” Hizashi asked as he walked over,scooping Haruhime out of (First Name)’s arms and holding her close. “What’s wrong,little princess?” 

“Ma..” Haruhime muttered,pointing at the door to the nursery as she snuggled into her father. 

“What’s wrong,Haru?” (First Name) asked,feeling like something was wrong. She passed Keichou to Hizashi and pushed the door to the nursery open once again,flicking the light on. 

“What’s wrong?” Hizashi asked,raising an eyebrow. Unlike his wife,he didn’t feel like anything was weird. 

(First Name) looked around the nursery closely,checking their closet. When she didn’t find anything anywhere,she flicked the light back off and shut the door. “It was nothing,I was just checking to see if their babysitter had moved something..” She lied,taking Keichou back. “How about we get to bed,hm?” 

“Let’s go,then.” Hizashi chuckled,carrying Haruhime into their room. 

When (First Name) stayed home the next day,Hizashi reluctantly went to work,oblivious to his wife’s plan to disappear. After giving each member of their little family a kiss on the cheek,he left,waving at them with a grin. 

Once Hizashi was gone,(First Name) made her cloth ‘maids’ appear,making them pack bags for the twins while she packed her own bags. She kept the twins close to her the entire time she was packing,not taking her eyes off of them for more than a second. She knew something was wrong,but she couldn’t tell what. 

“Mama..” Haruhime whined out,trying to slide off the bed. 

“Haru,please just stay still..” (First Name) said,picking her up and putting her back. “Play with Kei,okay?”

After a few minutes,Keichou tried to crawl off the bed. “Mama..” 

“Kei,Haru,please..” (First Name) said,picking him up and putting him back before returning to packing. When she heard a knock on the door,she scooped both of them up,slowly making her way down the stairs. “Who is it?” She asked through the door,clutching the twins close. 

“It’s me,” Toshinori said,looking down at her when she cracked the door open. “Did something else happen?”

“Last night,there was.. I think there was someone here..” (First Name) said,opening the door wider and moving off to the side so he could come in. “Haru woke up to something,but when I checked their room,there was nobody there..” 

“Then you definitely can’t stay..” Toshinori sighed,knowing he really did have to send her away. “What do you want me to tell Hizashi about this?” 

“Tell him the truth,but don’t tell him where we are..” (First Name) said,making the cloth ‘maids’ carry the bags downstairs. “I know it’s bad,but he can’t come with us..” 

“You’re doing what’s best for everyone. The man that you described,if he truly wanted you,he’d kill Hizashi and the twins..” Toshinori said,not missing how painful the news seemed for the girl. “There’s a car outside that will take you to a private airport. The pilot’s name is Asahi Kirai,and Best Jeanist will be accompanying you guys until you make it to your destination safely.” 

“Thank you..” (First Name) said,watching as the ‘maids’ packed the car. “I don’t know how to thank you enough for this..” 

“It’s my duty as a hero.. If you need anything,anything at all,just call me. I’ll do my best to help you,” Toshinori said,his eyes widening when she handed the twins off to him suddenly. “What are you doing?” 

“There’s something else I need to grab upstairs..” (First Name) said,walking upstairs. She looked around the room she and Hizashi had shared for a few years now,taking a deep breath when she saw how her side of the closet was completely empty now. Reaching back,she gripped the end of the ribbon and pulled,feeling it unravel. Setting it on the bed,she took one last look around the room and walked back out,walking back downstairs. 

“Mama..!” Haruhime whined,making grabby hands. She didn’t like how Toshinori was holding her,so she definitely wanted her mother. 

“Mama..” Keichou babbled,making grabby hands as well. He was just a mama’s boy through and through,so he wasn’t content with being in Toshinori’s arms. 

“Come here..” (First Name) said softly,taking them from Toshinori. She held them close,her heart aching as she forced back tears. She cleared her throat,stepping out of the house and walking down the front steps slowly. 

“Ba-ba..!” Keichou said,waving at the house with a giggle. 

“Ba-ba!” Haruhime copied,waving at the house as well. 

Standing in the doorway,Toshinori waved at them,watching as (First Name) got in the car and the cloth ‘maids’ disappeared. 

(First Name) didn’t break down crying until after the car door was shut,holding the twins close as she cried; she didn’t know when they would be able to come home. 

“Mama?” Keichou asked,patting her face as he tried to console her the best he could. When she started crying harder,his own lip trembled,the little boy letting out a wail as he started crying as well. 

Seeing her brother and mother crying,little Haruhime began crying as well,letting out a loud wail. “Papa!” 

“Shh,shh..” (First Name) choked out between her tears,trying to soothe them. 

Eventually,the car pulled up to the airport,(First Name) looking over when the door opened. Seeing Tsunagu,she began crying once again,the blond doing his best to console her. 

“Hey,it’s okay.. You’re doing what’s right..” He said,rubbing her back. “Can I take Haru..?” 

“No! Mama!” Haruhime shouted,gripping onto her mother and glaring at him through her tears. 

“Then how about Kei?” Tsunagu asked,trying to take the little boy. He winced when the toddler kicked him while trying to get away,deciding to give up on helping (First Name) carry them for now. “Alright,alright.. (First Name),I’m gonna load your bags onto the plane,okay? When I’m done,we need to leave,alright?” 

“Okay..” (First Name) said,sniffling as she finally calmed down a little. Holding the twins close,she watched blankly as Tsunagu loaded up their bags,knowing the twins had no clue what was happening. 

After Tsunagu had finished loading up the plane,he escorted them onto it,sitting down next to her to help her with the twins throughout the flight. 

That afternoon,Hizashi returned home in high spirits,confusion filling him when he saw Toshinori on the couch. 

“Why are you here?” Hizashi asked,raising an eyebrow. When he didn’t hear anything from upstairs,he took a few steps forward and peered into the kitchen,frowning when he didn’t see (First Name). 

“We need to talk,Hizashi..” Toshinori said,standing up and clearing his throat. 

“Yeah,sure,but where are (First Name) and the twins?” Hizashi asked,narrowing his eyes when he saw how nervous Toshinori looked. “Where are they,All Might?” 

“I can’t tell you that..” Toshinori said,clearing his throat. “Before you get angry,just hear me out,alright? (First Name) approached me and told me about how she was kidnapped a few years ago,and the man who kidnapped her happens to be an enemy of mine..” 

“And what does that have to do with my family?” Hizashi asked,trying to bite back his temper for now; when it came to matters involving his family,Hizashi Yamada had never been an easygoing man. 

“That man could easily kill you and the twins if he wanted (First Name),and it’s not like we could have just given her to him,so (First Name) and I both agreed that it was for the best that she leave with the twins until their safety is assured..” Toshinori said,holding his hands up in surrender. “I would’ve sent you away with them,but she insisted that you stay here..” 

“Get out.” Hizashi growled,narrowing his eyes when the man didn’t budge. “I told you to get out!” He shouted,watching as Toshinori left. He shut the door and locked it once the man left,walking around the house. 

Nothing was really missing from the kitchen besides some of the baby food and the baby bottles,but it still looked empty to him. He didn’t like it. 

Looking around the living room,Hizashi realized that there were a few toys left behind; (First Name) had probably prioritized their favorite toys when packing. Walking over,he picked up their two little elephants,clenching his jaw as he stared down at them; they were the first things he’d bought for the twins. 

Still holding the elephants,Hizashi walked into the dining room,seeing the open coloring books on the table. While the twins weren’t exactly able to color properly yet,there were still a few lines of purples and greens on the pages from their scribbles,the man running his fingertips over the pages gently before heading upstairs.

Hizashi stopped in front of the nursery,not quite ready to see the room empty. After a few minutes,he pushed the door open and flicked the light on,looking around the room. Their closet was empty,as were their cribs,but the thing that made his heart ache the most was the sight of the overlapping handprints he and (First Name) had made when making the nursery. Clearing his throat,the blond fought back tears,flicking the light off and walking out of the room. 

Walking into his room,Hizashi realized he felt numb. Seeing their closet devoid of (First Name)’s clothes hurt,but reality hit him when he noticed the (Favorite Color) ribbon on their bed. He took a deep breath as he walked over to it,picking it up and gripping it tightly as tears began to fall. “Fuck..”

For you,for you,for you 

A year passed of fake happiness for both Hizashi and (First Name),both of them feeling wrong without the other there. After All For One’s capture,(First Name) had called Toshinori to see if she could come back,but he’d ordered her to stay there until Tomura was apprehended. After he was captured later that year,he finally gave permission for her to return. 

(First Name) sucked in a deep breath as she got off of the plane,the twins holding her hands as they walked with her. When she saw a familiar head of blond hair running over,she let go of their hands,holding her arms out as her eyes filled with tears. “Hey,’Zashi..” 

Hizashi hugged her tightly,gripping her tightly and burying his face in her hair as he started to tear up. “Fuck.. Fuck,I missed you guys so badly..” 

“Papa..?” Haruhime asked,tugging on his pants and looking up at him. Her eyes sparkled when she saw his familiar face,reaching up for him. “Papa,up!” 

“Papa!” Keichou shouted,grabbing onto his leg and giggling. 

“You guys remember me?” Hizashi asked,letting go of (First Name) and scooping both of them up. He held them both tightly,pressing kisses all over their faces. 

“I showed them pictures everyday..” (First Name) said,wiping her tears away. “We all missed you a lot,’Zashi..” 

“You have no clue how badly I missed you guys..” Hizashi said,pressing a kiss to her face. “We have a lot to talk about,though,so we should get going..” 

“Right..” (First Name) said,making the cloth ‘maids’ carry the bags to the car as she walked over to it with Hizashi. 

Hizashi put the twins in their carseats,much to their annoyance,and kissed (First Name) once again before getting in the car with her. “We’re going to U.A. before we head home. They implemented an all-dorm policy because of all of the villain attacks,and Nezu already agreed to giving you your job back..” 

“Alright..” (First Name) said softly,squeezing his free hand as she watched him drive. It felt amazing to be home.

After arriving at U.A.,Hizashi got out and got Haruhime out of her carseat,holding her close as (First Name) got Keichou out. “Are you ready to see auntie Nemuri and uncle Shota?” 

“Muri..?” Haruhime asked,tilting her head to the side and grinning up at him. 

“Sho!” Keichou said,gripping onto his mother and giggling happily. 

“Do they know I’m home?” (First Name) asked,looking over at Hizashi curiously. 

“Nope. Toshinori and I spoke about it in private,and Nezu promised not to tell anyone,so we’re gonna surprise Shota in Class 2-A’s dorms.” Hizashi said,grinning as he led the way to the dorms. 

“Me walk!” Haruhime said,wriggling around. When she was placed on her feet,she grabbed her father’s hand and walked with him,giggling as she did so. 

“Do you wanna walk,Kei?” (First Name) asked the little boy,giggling when he shook his head. Holding him close,she walked on Hizashi’s other side,holding his hand tightly. 

Making it to Class 2-A’s building,Hizashi pushed the door open,holding his hand up to silence the rowdy class as (First Name) walked in with the twins. 

“Who is that?” Eijiro asked Katsuki,who just shrugged and rolled his eyes. 

“Can one of you go tell Shota to come here? Tell him it’s an emergency,but don’t say anything else,alright?” Hizashi asked,chuckling when Izuku went running to tell his teacher. 

“Mr.Aizawa,come quick! There’s an emergency!” Izuku shouted,banging on his teacher’s door. 

“What’s wrong now,problem child?” Shota asked as he opened the door,sighing when Izuku just pulled him towards the common area. His eyes widened when he felt someone pounce on him from behind,the boy turning his head to look at her. “(First Name)..?” 

“Hey,Sho! Sorry,but I wanted a hug!” (First Name) said,grinning when she saw how shocked he looked. Her eyes widened when he actually hugged back,before she slowly hugged back,giggling a little. 

“Welcome home,you idiot..” Shota said,letting go of her and taking a step back. “Fuck,Hizashi didn’t say anything about you coming home anytime soon..” 

“Sho!” Keichou shouted,tugging on his pants after waddling over. “Sho,up!” 

“Is this Kei? He’s gotten huge..” Shota muttered,picking the boy up before spotting Haruhime in Hizashi’s arms. “And that’s the little spring princess,huh?” 

“I know,right? They’re both the cutest!” Hizashi said,grinning as he held his daughter close. 

“Unc Sho?” Haruhime asked her father while pointing at Shota,grinning when her father nodded. 

“Um,Mr.Aizawa,who are these people..?” Ochaco asked awkwardly as she watched the scene. 

“Oh,you guys are Class 2-A,right? I was the one that created your initial hero costumes!” (First Name) told them,grinning. “I’m (First Name) Yamada,Hizashi’s wife!” 

“You’re Mrs.Yamada..?! Like,the Mrs.Yamada?!” Izuku shouted,his eyes sparkling. “I’ve been following your work for years!” 

“Is she famous or something,Deku?” Ochaco asked,even more confused when he shook his head. “How do you know about her,then?” 

“Well,actually,there’s a story from Mt.Lady that aired a few years ago asking her why she wanted to become a hero,and she brought up a woman with a sewing Quirk that cheered her up when she was a kid after she’d ripped the sleeve of her kimono,and I kinda connected the dots to Mrs.Yamada! She’s also worked with Best Jeanist in the past,back when he was still a smaller hero! Rumors had it,though,that she disappeared when he gained traction!” Izuku rambled,grinning. “Could you show me your Quirk?! Can I draw you in my notebook?!” 

“Huh..? I mean,I guess so,but why?” (First Name) asked,raising an eyebrow. 

“Don’t encourage him..” Shota warned,sighing a bit as he held Keichou. 

“I just wanna see it in person! I’ve heard of the work you did with Best Jeanist! You were amazing! Can you make one of the ‘cloth dummies’ or whatever they’re called?!” Izuku told her eagerly,looking like an excited puppy. 

Seeing how excited the boy looked,(First Name) let out a sigh,making a trio of the cloth ‘maids’ appear. “They can do almost anything I ask,but they can’t speak. Regardless,please refer to them as ‘cloth maids’ instead of ‘cloth dummies’,as they do a variety of tasks. What tasks would you all like them to do?” 

“Ooh,make one do the laundry!” Momo said,her eyes sparkling. 

“Can one clean the dishes?!” Denki asked,not wanting to clean up. 

“I suggest one doing a dance!” Tenya shouted,pushing his glasses up. 

(First Name) gave the orders,thanking the ‘maids’ as they set to work. “Now then,are there any of you that would like new hero suits?” 

“Mama..!” Keichou shouted suddenly,making grabby hands. He giggled when his mother took him from Shota,holding onto her tightly and snuggling into her. 

“They’re both super cute! How old are they?” Toru asked,reaching out to pat Keichou’s head. 

“They’re two and a half now,” (First Name) said,turning away before Toru could touch Keichou. “But please don’t touch either of them unless they reach out for you.”

“Mr.Aizawa said he didn’t know you were ‘coming back’,right? Where have you been?” Momo asked curiously,tilting her head to the side. 

“We had to go into hiding for a while because of All For One,” (First Name) said,rubbing Keichou’s back as he held onto her. “Since we’re able to return without worrying much about someone hunting us,I’ll be returning to working here.” 

“Oh,Shinso,(First Name)’s the one who made your scarf,so make sure you thank her.” Shota ordered,smiling a tiny bit when the purple-haired student did as told. 

“Thank you,ma’am.” Hitoshi said simply,bowing his head lightly. 

“It was a lot of fun to make it,actually,so don’t worry about it! I hadn’t had that much fun making a suit since I had to make Mr.Togata’s suit a few years back,” (First Name) said,giggling. “I look forward to working with all of you in the future,but for now,we should go greet Nemuri.” 

“She’s probably hanging out in the teacher’s lounge.” Shota told her,waving as he watched them leave. 

(First Name) carried Keichou all the way to the bottom of the steps before setting him down,grinning a little as she ran to the top. “Come to mama,Kei!” 

“Mama..!” Keichou whined,making grabby hands. He could crawl up the stairs easily enough,but he wanted to be carried. 

“You can do it,Kei.” Hizashi encouraged him,chuckling a little. 

“Mama..” Keichou whimpered out,grabbing onto the step and standing up. He crawled up two of them before he nearly fell,Hizashi catching him before he could hit his head. 

(First Name) rushed down the stairs the second she saw him fall,scooping him out of Hizashi’s arms and holding him close. “I’m sorry,I’m sorry..” She said,rubbing his back as he clung to her. “You were pretty cool,though,you know?” 

“Coo..?” Keichou asked,holding onto her tightly before smiling a little. 

“Me try!” Haruhime said,wriggling around in her father’s arms. 

“Haru,I don’t know if you wanna try.. You saw Kei almost fall,right?” Hizashi asked her,chuckling when he saw how determined she looked. He put her down carefully,watching as she slowly crawled up a few of the stairs. When she almost fell after making it up four steps,he caught her,chuckling and carrying her up the rest of the way. 

Hizashi led the way to the teacher’s lounge while carrying Haruhime,(First Name) by his side as she carried Keichou. He knocked on the door when he made it there,before sliding it open. “Nemuri?”

“Hey,’Zashi,wha-” Nemuri started to say,her eyes widening when she noticed the child in his arms. Looking past him,her eyes locked on (First Name)’s face,the girl out of her seat in seconds. “(First Name)?!” 

“Hey,Nemuri!” (First Name) said,passing Keichou to Hizashi and hugging the older woman happily. “It’s been a while,hasn’t it?” 

“You’re telling me!” Nemuri said,laughing a bit. “Geez,it feels like it’s been years.. Look at how big the twins are! I bet they don’t even remember me!” 

“Muri!” Haruhime said,giggling as she waved at the woman. She let out a squeak when the woman started to pinch her cheeks,trying to wriggle away. 

“You’re so cute!” Nemuri squealed,before turning her attention to Keichou. “And look at you,Kei! You’re such a big boy now!” 

“Mm..” Keichou muttered,hiding his face in his father’s side and gripping onto his shirt. 

“It’s about time you came home,(First Name).” Nemuri said,looking at her and smiling brightly. 

“It’s good to be home.” (First Name) said,grinning at her. 

Four year later,after Eri had reverted him back to being human,Oboro Shirakumo knocked on the front door of a little house. 

“I got it!” Little Haruhime shouted as she opened the door,looking up at Oboro curiously. 

“Sissy,mama said wait!” Little Keichou said,trying to pull his sister back. 

“Hi there.. Are your mommy and daddy home?” Oboro asked,chuckling when he saw a little (Favorite Color) ribbon in Haruhime’s hair. 

“Mama’s with Yuu,” Haruhime said,narrowing her eyes as she stood there. “Why?” 

Oboro covered his mouth,trying not to laugh at how intimidating the little girl was trying to be. “I’m an old friend of hers. Can you tell her to come here?” 

“Go get mama.” Haruhime ordered Keichou,who ran off quickly. 

(First Name) rocked their youngest child,Yuu,off to sleep,setting him in the crib and looking over when Keichou ran up. “What’s wrong,lovebug?” 

“Mama,there’s a man at the door.” Keichou told her,grabbing her hand and pulling her downstairs. 

(First Name) laughed as she followed her son down the stairs,her eyes widening when she saw Oboro. “Oboro..?” She asked in disbelief. 

“Hey there,little dancer,” Oboro said,holding his arms out. He chuckled when she launched herself in them,holding her up and chuckling. “I’m back..” 

“Fuck,you idiot..” (First Name) muttered,gripping onto him tightly and letting out a laugh as she wiped her eyes. “Does ‘Zashi know? Or Nemuri? Or even Shota?”

“That little girl,Eri,was brought in by All Might and reverted me back to myself. Since he pulled some strings,I was released,” Oboro explained,holding her tightly. “You were never hurt,right?” 

“No,no.. You saved me,even when you were Kurogiri..” (First Name) said,looking down with a laugh when Keicho tried to push them apart. 

“Mama's papa's bride,not yours!” Keichou told Oboro,glaring up at him fiercely. 

“Huh? Oh,no,I’m not in love with your mama. I’m pretty much your uncle,” Oboro told him,chuckling a little as he let go of (First Name). “I’m Oboro.” He added,holding his hand out to shake Keichou’s hand. 

Haruhime narrowed her eyes even more when her brother retreated to hide behind her,trying her best to glare at Oboro. “Don’t scare my brother!” 

“I’m sorry,I’m sorry!” Oboro said,laughing a little. His eyes widened when Haruhime kicked his knee as hard as she could,laughing when (First Name) scolded her. “It’s fine,(First Name),it didn’t even hurt..” 

“That’s not the point!” (First Name) said,shaking her head. “Haru,remember what mama taught you? If you’re gonna kick someone,aim for their ankles,not their knees.” 

“Sorry,mama.” Haruhime told her,puffing out her cheeks. 

“You’re raising a mini version of yourself..” Oboro muttered,genuinely afraid of the tiny girl now. 

“Well she needs to learn how to properly punish idiots,so of course,” (First Name) said,stepping aside and holding the door open. “Now come inside. I’ll call the three of them and tell them to come home.” 

“Where are they at,anyways? School’s not in session today,right?” Oboro asked as he walked in,looking around the house with a chuckle. 

“U.A. has a dorm system in place,so they spend most of their time there with their students,” (First Name) said,grabbing her phone. “Haru,Kei,play nicely with him,okay?” 

“Yes,mama.” The twins said in unison,smiling innocently as their mother walked off. Once their mother was out of sight,Haruhime kicked Oboro’s ankle as hard as she could,giggling when he fell over. 

“Haru,mama said to be nice..” Keichou muttered,trying to pull his sister away. 

“It’s ‘cause he scared you. If he scares you,think about how scared he’ll make Yuu,” Haruhime told her brother,glaring at Oboro. “We gotta protect Yuu and mama and papa.” 

“Right..” Keichou said,trying to look as tough as he could. 

“You two are definitely your mother’s children..” Oboro muttered,rubbing his ankle and chuckling. “She was just like you guys when she was a kid.” 

“You knew mama when she was a kid..?” Haruhime asked,her eyes lighting up a little. “What was she like?” 

“She was sassy and mean sometimes,but she was shy and quiet other times,” Oboro said,cursing when Keichou kicked him. “What was that for?” 

“Mama’s not mean! Mama’s an angel!” Keichou said,puffing his cheeks out. “She’s the prettiest,bravest,and coolest hero ever!” 

“And what’s your father?” Oboro asked,rubbing the spot the kid had kicked. 

“Papa’s the cool one,mama’s the pretty one!” Haruhime told her brother,glaring at him childishly. “Uncle Sou is the brave one!” 

“Uncle Sou’s smelly!” Keichou snapped,glaring at his sister. “Mama’s the best!” 

“Papa’s the best!” Haruhime shouted,shoving him. “Stupid Kei!”

“Mama’s the best,you cow!” Keichou shouted back,shoving her. 

Oboro just watched them both in shocked silence,not sure what to say. “Um,don’t you guys think your mother and father are both the best?” 

“No!” They shouted in unison,glaring at Oboro as if he were stupid. 

“Haru,Kei,can you two go check on Yuu for me?” (First Name) asked,peering around the corner with a knowing smile on her face; she was used to their fighting. 

“Yes mama!” They both said,racing up the stairs together. After checking on their little brother and seeing he was still asleep,they quietly creeped out of his room,both of them giggling as they walked downstairs. 

“He’s so cute..” Haruhime said,her anger completely forgotten. Her eyes lit up when her mother patted her head,giggling a little. 

“He’s still asleep,mama!” Keichou reported to his mother,his eyes sparkling when she patted his head. 

“You two are the best!” (First Name) said,finally finished on the phone. “How about you two go color for a little bit while Oboro and I talk?” 

“Okay,mama!” They said in unison,running over to the living room table and pulling out their coloring books happily. 

“You’re an actual mother..” Oboro said,a little amazed. “Shit,I didn’t expect you to be,like,mature..” 

“What did you expect me to be like,then?” (First Name) asked,raising an eyebrow as she sat down at the dining room table. 

“Well,you’re still yourself,but you’re also a wife and a mother now.. I’m just shocked,I guess..” Oboro admitted,chuckling a little. “Are they on their way?” 

“Yeah.. I called Sou as well,and he promised to drag Shota here,” (First Name) said,before grinning at him. “Nemuri’s still single,by the way.” 

Oboro’s face went bright red,the boy looking away and huffing. “It’s not like I’m still.. Well,I am,but still..” 
“She liked you back then,so I’m sure she’ll like you now.” (First Name) said,giggling when she saw how embarrassed he looked. 

“Oh shut up,you idiot.. Do you remember what you said back in the day? You were Ms.’I’ll never date any of you idiots’,and now you’re Mrs.Yamada.” Oboro told her,smirking when he saw her roll her eyes. 

Soon enough,the group arrived at the door,(First Name) letting them in calmly. When they saw Oboro,the whole group practically tackled him,in an absolute uproar over the fact that the boy was home. 

Many years passed,and Yuu sucked in a deep breath as he looked up at the building in front of him; the famous U.A. school building loomed above him. He tried to work up the nerve to take the first step,but the boy still hesitated for a moment. 

“Isshin,this way! This way!” A boy that Yuu would later find out was named Aiki shouted from the top of the front steps,waving his arms around. 

“Aiki,you dummy! You promised you’d wait for me!” A rather small boy shouted as he ran by Yuu,not noticing the blond at all. His long,sea green hair was tied back in a ponytail,a dark blue ribbon the only thing keeping his hair from flying around him in the wind. He made it two steps up before he suddenly fell backwards,Yuu watching with wide eyes as a cloud caught him.

“You okay,Isshin?” A girl with wispy dark purple hair,who would later become one of Yuu’s best friends,called out as he hurried over to the boy.

Isshin just looked up from the cloud,unable to stop himself from letting out a laugh when he saw how worried she looked. “That’s not like you at all,Hanko! You’re supposed to smile,you dummy!” 

“Yeah,yeah! Be glad I didn’t let you fall!” Hanko snapped,grabbing his arm and pulling him to his feet. When she saw Yuu standing at the gate,she grinned,waving her arms. “Hey,blondie! Come on!”

“Me?” Yuu asked,staring at her with wide eyes when the girl nodded. He hadn’t expected a total stranger to call out to him,so he didn’t know what to do. 

“Maybe he’s shy..?” Isshin asked Hanko,before letting out a sigh when the girl shrugged. He ran down the stairs and over to Yuu,grabbing his wrist. “Come on,you’ll be late if you just stand there.” 

“How come you’re being nice to me?” Yuu asked stupidly,just staring at the hand that was wrapped around his wrist. 

“Are we supposed to be mean to you?” Isshin asked,looking back at him and letting out a laugh when he saw how shocked he looked. “You looked like you’d chicken out if I didn’t come get you,and Hanko never would’ve shut up if we just let an aspiring hero run away,so I went to get you.” 

“Thanks..” Yuu muttered slightly,looking up when they made it to the bottom of the stairs. The first step felt like a hurdle,but when he saw the grinning faces of the others further up that were waiting on them,he took it. 

“I’m Hanko! I’m gonna be the best pro!” The purple-haired girl shouted,grinning a bit. “And that’s our favorite little jokester,Isshin! And the boy up there is Aiki!” 

“Jokester..?” Yuu asked,looking at Isshin curiously; he didn’t look like a jokester at all. 

Isshin let go of Yuu’s wrist and ran up the remaining steps when he saw a boy with black hair,grinning as he pounced on him. “Kyoshiii!” 

Kyoshi Aizawa nearly fell over,his eyes widening at the boy’s sudden presence. “Isshin,let go.” He said,trying to push him off. 

“But I want a hugggg!” Isshin whined out childishly,letting go of him with a pout when he saw a teacher glaring at them. 

“Hey,blondie,what’s your name?” Hanko asked Yuu,grinning a bit as she watched the blond walk up the stairs. 

“I’m Yuu Yamada..” Yuu said,watching as the boy began to argue with Aiki. 

“Isshin,Kyoshi,Aiki,this is Yuu! He’s our friend from now on!” Hanko shouted as she ran over to her friends with Yuu following her awkwardly. 

“Nice to meet you,Yuu,” Isshin said,turning and sweeping Aiki’s legs out from under him before putting him in a chokehold. “Now say you’re sorry!” 

“I’m sorry,I’m sorry!” Aiki said,slapping his hand on the ground. “I won’t call you a bastard again!” 

Isshin released Aiki and grinned,not caring much when the teacher scolded him for trying to choke another student. 

Another group of five began their journey to becoming heroes: Kyoshi Aizawa,Isshin Fukukado,Aiki Hakamada,Hanko Shirakumo,and Yuu Yamada.