Izuku had never felt so naked in all his life, even when Himiko carved him up or Katsuki burned him in his youth there was never such a cloud of lingering panic. He wasn't in direct danger and he was only sitting at his desk doing his day job, but the pressure on his mind was intense to the point he had trouble focusing on his work. Yet who could blame him? His girlfriend was the last surviving member of the League of Villains.
That was something he never imagined happening as a concept, he assumed they were all dead because Katsuki killed them, but Himiko managed to get away and fall into his life six years later. It had passed in a blur, mainly because he wanted to ignore the problem so damn badly, that he tried to digest as fast as he could and at least Sato's agency gave him nothing by desk work last Sunday so he could escape for a while.
Now at his nearly done job with a project list shorter than a pencil, he was forced to be subject to his anxieties and confusions. Just what the hell should he do? He loved...fuck, that was too weak a word if he was honest, adored her or maybe he was addicted to her? It certainly felt that way and he savored it, regardless of her past life. Yet maybe that was the problem, his emotions were clouding his judgment.
He was always taught to be logical, to think with reality in mind. If he did through, the reality was that this was one of the happiest and dare he say, safest points in his life. There hadn't been a day throughout the entire year where he stared down the drop of a bridge or glared at those around him, those may as well been alien to him now and it was thanks to her. She stuck by him, loved him and vowed to protect him, which was something nearly nobody else had done in his life.
As sad as it was to say, Himiko had turned into his whole reason for living. Sure, he had his sidekick gig, but it was nothing compared to her and all the wonder she brought to him. There had barely been a day when they hadn't talked, even less when he hadn't accosted her apartment simply to be with her. He lived there more than his own apartment which he nearly forgot about some days.
It was strange, but that woman became, albeit slowly over time, an indisputable part of his life that merged itself with the very foundation. He literally couldn't picture himself without her, no matter how hard he tried and he questioned if that was a bad thing or not. On one hand he absolutely loved her in spite of her flaws and admittedly unsettling tastes because she made his life so grand.
On the other she was partly responsible for the deaths of thousands, ruined the image of heroism culture, almost dropped all of civilized society into a tyrannical hellscape filled with the worst sort of sufferings and aided in releasing tens of thousands of criminals who had killed, raped and destroyed the lives people worked to get.
...along with ruining his first chance at happiness.
So what should he think? He wasn't going to turn on her, but...just how should he deal with it? He knew she was a felon from the start and a pretty bad one at that, yet to be a member of the worst group in recent history...goddamn. How much deeper did her rabbit hole of a past go? Did she fucking eat people? Form a cult? Better yet, was she still in contact with anyone of those old villain contacts? Was she still actively a criminal?
Probably not since she barely leaves her apartment, but why of all women in this world did he have to be attached to literally one of the worst villains of an era? Why couldn't he have run into Mina or some other chick at the bridge? Why couldn't he have been saved by a normal woman who didn't carry all this shit?
But then again, maybe he was meant for her and she was meant for him. After all, the god of fate drives things in strange ways, so perhaps things were meant to be this way for the two of them? Yet, it wasn't like he couldn't find someone else to replace her as a partner, he still had that choice regardless of fate and could literally just delete Himiko's number, move and never speak to her again. He still had and would always have that power and option, but he didn't want it.
She wasn't some interchangeable cog that could be thrown away on a whim, no one is, but her least of all. Nobody else would be like her and he was certain nobody else would stand by him like her and it wasn't just the fickle happiness that made him stay either. He had chosen to build something profound and substantial which would last throughout his life, that would end when his heart stopped beating.
He was too dedicated, too clingy and too eager for devotion to ever be anything less than what he is. He wanted a woman like Himiko who he would do anything for, kill anyone for and never, ever be cast aside in return. Yes he could get some boring, paper thin pleasure from some easy women if he actually tried for once, but it would be nothing to him. There'd be no love, no actually deep affection, only a short, plastic meetup that'd drain his soul.
That's why he needed a woman like Himiko and he'd be dead before he gave her up or gave her to anyone. Thinking on it as his fingers paused on the keyboard, Izuku saw a memory of a time before that, before he met Himiko when he felt emotions so damn similar. He hazily recalled through the lense of a half drunken stupor the weight of a 2x4 in his hand and a broken beer bottle in the other, shouting out promises of murder and oaths of passion to a group of thugs as blood wafted on the night air while a woman of scarlet scales tried to talk him out of it from behind him with tears in her eyes.
His fingers curled into tight fists and was struck by that same damnable regret that came after he somehow won that night and things grew better for months until that one cursed moment of hesitation ruined the old foundations he worked and bled to make with the coming of chaos. A chaos Himiko was partly responsible for.
For an instant he was fifthteen again with only one other person in the world after he decided enough was enough of his old "friend's" bullshit. He was shorter than almost everyone else, younger and with not a soul he knew, save for the one who he met in the dying sun on that lonely track. The same one who was so jovial and full of life, so strange and kind with powers so alien it astounded and even aroused him at times.
The person who pushed him to improve and taunted him into growing and offered a future he wanted more than anything. A woman with such passion and loyalty that it warmed his heart, the one who he would give anything to and would give anything in return, his Ruby Dragon. He saw her smile as her all too human face glowed with such warmth as they embraced, sure that nothing would ever tear them apart...then he was brought back to reality as he stared at the computer.
His voice was low, barely more than a whisper, as he let out a curse that was suffused with a near lifetime of pain and regret through gritted teeth.
"Damn it…"
Resentment festered in his chest as he brought his fingers to move, that time was long dead so it was pointless mourning or avenging what could have been. He had Himiko now and even if she was a monster who inadvertently ruined his past, it didn't mean she couldn't build the future with him. Thinking about it with more than a substantial amount of anger, Izuku found himself feeling pissed and impatient for once, specifically with her.
How much horrible shit has he accepted and done for her sake and barely gotten anything in return? Granted he knew a good relationship wasn't about asking for things in return and he was happy to give, he wanted something for his efforts. It wasn't like he expected money or anything horrible, but he had to get something out of this silent clusterfuck he walked into. Yet...to him it was like he was getting something simply by Himiko being herself, but he wanted more, more from her.
After all, he willingly got cut up for a blowjob he didn't even ask for and overlooked so many horrible things she told him about. If he was anyone else, he would have left the second she described killing a man in a hospital, much less learning that she was the last League member. He knew it was petty, but he wanted something for it, something that he could use to show his love even more with how he desired to show it.
Not through blood or cuts or bites or mere words or hard actions like she did, but something that made it clear how deeply he cherished her, that she was forever his and may any fucker who test that hope they're ready to lose everything they hold dear. Brewing with slow typing, three things came to him, each outrageous, but felt...right, even if they were insane.
The first and most outlandish was marriage which was fueled by his furious desire to claim her, to keep her by his side until death did them part. The second was having children or more specially, getting her pregnant so that he could hold her to the world and say "This is mine, she is mine and you can't do shit about it" admittedly he found a strange pride in that thought at her being the mother to his children. The third was far more mundane and maybe a little stupid in comparison, maybe he could get her a promise ring? It wasn't nearly as drastic as the other ideas and he loathed that because it was so lacking, so...substandard.
Though knowing her, she was likely going to say "yes" to the third idea, but he didn't want that alone. He wanted to give everything he had and gain everything she was, he wanted to unleash all the pent up emotions he'd been barely letting out and had been swatted away by her. He wanted to prove his love even if it was bloodsoaked and by god did he want to take it, to take her and hold her close endlessly.
Although now that he considered it with less fervor, Izuku questioned whether that was his emotions talking or his cock because he knew himself well enough that he'd been lusting after her chastity for a long time and partly because he did want that, he wanted to go deep inside her and just stake his eternal claim the same way she did with her bites. He wanted to own her like he allowed her to own him...or maybe he was just fucked up in the head.
Like, really? His first idea after learning who she was is to impregnate her or carry her to an altar, especially after the whole knife thing that happened last weekend? Was he just crazy? Who honestly suggests to themselves "Ah, yes, my partner is a former member of the worst villain group in history and was a highly skilled assassin with a kill count over sixty with a mental dependence on blood so strong that it's their main fetish...better have kids with them ASAP!"
Honestly it isn't like people are lined up to take either him or her and she certainly isn't going anywhere, so maybe he could afford to slow down? They both had time, perhaps start off small with the little things? Sure, he probably...no, he absolutely would bring up sex, likely the second he was inside her apartment, but that could go at its own pace. Maybe...they should go visit Ochako since she's been lonely or go to a park? Anything that would make them closer.
Then again, he was talking about a romantic life with a high ranking villain and a sadist, which should, logically, make him pause and stop to consider if this was the right choice. But it wasn't like he had a lot of people who would understand the good and the bad of what he and Himiko did. Fuck, with the way things were going he'd likely have to cut off some of those people for her sake.
But he still wanted to ask someone bluntly what the hell he should do, or if this relationship was actually good for him. He shook his head at one person who came to mind and if there ever was a reckoning it would certainly come from her. Aki would just pick him up like a rag doll and carry him to her home without a word and sit him down and talk until things were better. She did as much when he confided in her about his second attempt and kept him there until he got out of that darkness.
A smile found its way to him as he imagined how furious she'd be with him and how much her old, overanimated ticks would just fly out in a wave of hand gestures and shouts. He missed her sometimes, but what could be done? The past is the past. Now, all that was left was to move forward and that doubtlessly included Himiko.
His mind continued to turn and he wondered if she would be okay when he got home, if anything she seemed more shaken by his discovery then him which was saying something. Did she need a day to collect herself before they talked or should he call off early today and go see her now? Would they just continue like nothing happened or were there big conversations heading their way? Shit, when should they tell Ochako that he knew? Should they?
Did they have to inform Todoroki that he knew who she was for Himiko's parole agreements? Would he have to sit in front of a judge and make a case? Would Kacchan find out somehow? The thought of that sent a shiver of fear down his spine and aroused a fury in him, but it was pushed aside. There were other things to worry about then that fucker and right now all Izuku wanted was to clear his mind and by some miracle the work bell *dinged* meaning his shift was over.
Blinking at the screen he saw the clock was at 4:00 PM which confused him greatly since it read as 12:00 PM the last time he looked. Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, Izuku signed out of his computer and turned towards the door, only to meet Tensen standing behind him with a grin.
"Hey man, you looked pretty out of it today, is everything all right?"
Izuku froze at the redhead's words then inhaled to ease himself, sounding far more well then he felt.
"Yeah, just...dealing with some drama at home. It's stupid stuff really."
The young worker tilted his head to the side questioningly.
"What kind of stupid stuff?"
Izuku cast his eyes off to the floor and to the side with discomfort raw in his throat.
"Things that happened during the Calamity. I found out something about my girlfriend from back then and...let's just say she had a hard time of it and now I'm trying to figure out what to do. It's...concerning is all."
A hand was placed on his shoulder and Tensen gave him a sympathetic glance, looking like he knew what he meant.
"I get it, my girlfriend had to end somebody back then and she still goes to therapy for it. The war was a messed up time for everyone so you aren't alone. I have the number to her support group if you want it."
Izuku gave a somewhat warm smile at that and shrugged.
"Thanks but no thanks, she's not exactly the type. Right now I don't know if she needs space or if I should go talk to her about it."
His coworker gave a smile at that and padded him on the shoulder, gesturing towards the door.
"I say give her a bit of time, but it's really your choice. Anyway, you feel like hitting up a pub? Might help give your girl some space."
Usually Izuku would have just politely declined, but with everything going on, he wanted a drink.
"Why not?"
A look of pure victory crossed Tensen's face and he pumped a fist in the air triumphantly.
"Sweet, that's the spirit, Midoriya. About time you came around and hung out with somebody."
A certain happiness came over the quirkless man at seeing such a boisterous joy in someone, it was good and wholesome, which he hadn't felt in a long time.
"Don't get too excited there, I'm pretty boring as a person."
A good natured tap hit him on the arm as Tensen grinned back at him.
"Ah you'll be great."
Taking the stairs to the lobby floor of the building Izuku couldn't help but feel grateful for his coworker's energy and how he tended to prattle on about things that distracted from his worries. In fact it almost felt like he was in High School again, talking with Aki about this or that. He smiled as they exited and found himself enjoying the company, when suddenly he saw someone who made his heart drop.
Standing on the edge of the property, right on the sidewalk by the road in a tan leather jacket, denim pants and white sneakers with a steaming cup of coffee in hand was Shoto Todoroki, looking right at him with the emotion of a statue. Izuku remained where he was, unsure of what to do when the hero began to walk towards him in casual, relaxed strides that contained a certain indifference.
Tensen, who was focused on Izuku, turned his eyes to the motion and was likewise floored at the appearance of such a high ranking hero and was in shocked awe as the man who helped save the world approached. Todoroki raised an eyebrow at the reactions and focused solely on the quirkless man with a stoic familiarity.
"Midoriya, I was hoping you wouldn't mind coming with me for a moment? There's something I'd like to discuss."
Izuku said nothing for a moment before turning his eyes to Tensen as if to ask for permission which the redhead picked up instantly when Izuku spoke far too formally.
"It would seem I'm needed elsewhere, I hope you can forgive the mishap."
The redhead flinched and took a few steps back and forced an uneasy smile.
"Um...not a problem, I'll see you later Midoriya."
He said with an awkwardness that was palpable as he walked out of sight, right as Izuku eyed the hero with a professional mask just as stoic as him.
"May I ask why you felt the need to arrive here, sir?"
Todoroki shrugged and sipped his coffee as he walked towards him.
"Let's call it curiosity for now. I have a day off and there's things I'd like to learn about, would that be an issue?"
Izuku raised an inquisitive eyebrow at him.
"Such as?"
The dual colored eyes of the pro narrowed to a serious degree.
"Things that can not be discussed here, so if you please let's move on from here."
Izuku inhaled and rolled his shoulders at the situation.
"Very well."
Taking after the hero as he turned down the sidewalk, Izuku huffed slightly at the intrusion while suppressing a growing fear that something had gone wrong with either Himiko or Ochako or Sato or even Katsuki. Yet the man's stride was too composed, too lacking in haste or concern for a truly serious agenda or perhaps he was permanently this reserved, which would admittedly be concerning.
Heading east for ten minutes Izuku managed to build up the courage to speak, unsure of what any of this could mean.
"So...what exactly is going on?"
Todoroki shrugged as he passively gazed ahead.
"There's a class reunion happening this weekend and I want you to go with me. I figured we could get better acquaintanced since it's likely we'll be seeing each other a lot more, given how deeply rooted you are with my charge."
The green haired man mentally paused at that like he was suddenly hit over the head before wanting to groan. Why the fuck does this keep happening? What the hell was so interesting about him? At least this time it waited until his workday was over. Shaking his head, Izuku eyed the crimefighter.
"I appreciate that, though I think a simple text message would have been fine as well."
Todoroki shrugged again.
"I was bored and you likely didn't have much to do. Besides, it gets me out of the house for a bit and my wife's been bugging me about it. Raising a newborn isn't exactly a loose responsibility even when she keeps loading the work on herself."
Izuku halted at the words, not sure how to approach the topic with all the previous ideas in his head bouncing around. In a strange way he even felt envious of the guy despite logically knowing it was stupid.
"I see...can I ask what it's like? Parenthood I mean."
Todoroki turned his head and studied him as if something absurd had happened, looking on with critical, judging eyes before sighing.
"It's...complicated. I have more than enough wealth to shirk off the usual worries of people, I don't even need to work to survive with the money our families have so it's far less stressful than most would have it. Really raising the baby is our only concern and we both love it, but...there's always the fear, from me at least, that I'll do something wrong and fail as a parent."
The elemental user gave an icy stare at the sidekick as a morbid curiosity blazed in his eyes.
"That being said however, are you actually considering having a child with her even after learning what she's like?"
Izuku gave a shrug in return as if it was a basic and irrefutable truth.
"Yes, I am. Is that an issue?"
Todoroki continued to stare at him as if discovering something disgusting yet fascinating with the man.
"Legally speaking, no. There's no law inhibiting anyone from having children, having custody over them is another matter however. The state can't say whether or not anyone can give birth or conceive a child since that would be a violation of their rights, but for the sake of the child, the state and the Commission can and will step in to make sure such a place is safe for them to be raised in."
He continued with a slight revulsion in his voice.
"Given your partner's past record and her proclivities towards violence, it's very likely the baby would be given over to foster care immediately."
A low pain came over Izuku that showed barely on his face as his voice cracked with a deeply restrained sorrow at what was, perhaps, a shattered dream.
"So you mean...Himiko and I can never have a family?"
Todoroki sighed with a shake of his head.
"I'm not saying it's impossible, just very unlikely. However given the fact that she's legally free and a model reformer, there might be some leniency. You'd both have to make a case in a private court, but there are avenues if that's worth it to you."
It was better than nothing and so Izuku breathed a tad easier while weighing his words.
"It certainly is. She means everything to me."
Todoroki came to a stop with a hidden bafflement in his stone-like expression that gauged the less gifted man.
"What exactly is so damn great about her that you'd suffer so much willingly? Much less bind yourself permanently to her? I understand she was there for you, but Midoriya, you have to understand what kind of life that's like. You'll be scorned by everyone and the Commission will constantly be monitoring you and even then...she's done unforgivable things to people. I want to see her succeed and prove that there's hope for anyone, but she isn't normal."
Izuku glared at his fellow until he dropped it and pursed his lips awkwardly, sounding more than a little self conscious.
"...I know, fuck I've even experienced it myself. She's...unorthodox and dangerous, especially given what she did in the past, but...she's all I want. Like I know she was a demon and that she's sadistic in a sexual way, yet no matter how hard I try, I physically can't see a life without her. Yes she was...that person, but she's also the woman who comforted me and loved me at my worst, who picked me up from the bottom and pushed me to improve. She's one of the only people I have in this world and...she makes it worth it, all of it."
He cracked his knuckles in contemplation as he continued.
"I have literally nothing, no value as a human being. No quirk, no hard earned fortune or genius intellect or famous parents or wise mentor. I'm just a drone in a great machine that grinds people up to dust with nothing to show for it aside from an unremarkable job. Except for her, she's a monster sure, but there's also strength of will, wisdom well beyond her years, insurmountable courage, a wonderful intellect and a powerful nurturing kindness for all her sadism. All that which I lack, she was born with and I have her. A little, unremarkable drone."
Izuku went on as he began to vent with his mind weighing on him.
"I love her so damn much and it feels like I never do enough, that I don't give enough of myself even when I grant my blood. I want her Todoroki, more than anything else I want to be the one to make her happy and see her smile only at me with those wonderful fangs. My only desire is for her to be mine and...I don't know why. I fight it with all the knowledge I have on her and how that could affect us both, but...I wanna claim her, I wanna own her and for her to own me. I want to give everything I am before anything happens."
A brow was raised by the warrior at the talk.
"I take it you've lost someone before?"
Again Izuku glared as old pain came back in full to his heart, only to almost look at him with a sort of gratitude.
"...Yeah, I did. I had an opportunity to get everything I ever wanted and I hesitated because of a stupid reason, I said I only needed one more day, to wait until tomorow so that I could make everything just right. Then the Calamity happened and everything got ruined."
A softer quality entered Todoroki's voice, one of almost understanding mixed with intrigue.
"You mind me asking what made you hesitate?"
Another pause came from Izuku as he recalled the pleasing pressure of being held down by all that weight on his lap, the look in those sapphire eyes gleaming down with such adoration and want. Along with the way his heart beat out of his chest and how he felt bewildered and excited with his own devotion booming in his soul, right as his pride and fear snuck in and made him make the biggest mistake of his life.
"I was scared of my emotions. I didn't want to act from the heart in the heat of the moment because I was worried about making a mistake and I wanted to be in control of it. I wanted a level head and a plan instead of an illogical push because I didn't trust myself. Which is bullshit since it was what I always wanted from day one, but I was a coward who wanted to think and calculate which ended up ruining my life."
The sourness of the statement stung the air and the son of fire nodded with a lopsided understanding.
"That's rough. I get it though, when I first met my wife I was absolutely floored by how she acted. She was logical, but she always wanted to take risks, to be emotional and I kind of got dragged along into her life. Most of the time she was always the one making the plans, the dates, she was always the spontaneous one and honestly if it wasn't for that, I'd be too paralyzed in thought to be where I am."
Izuku laughed at that, feeling oddly nostalgic for what he described.
"Let me guess, she also pestered you into joining clubs and doing more than the bare minimum?"
Todoroki shared a laugh as old memories came back.
"Yeah, she introduced me to jazz and shot put and painting and more foreign food then I can count. She was a dynamo, that's for sure."
Izuku shook his head at that with a grin as he shot back.
"When you guys got engaged she was the one to suggest it, wasn't she?"
The elemental user shrugged.
"Suggest is too weak a word, try handing me the ring and then refusing to move until I get on one knee."
Izuku smiled even more so as his best days came back.
"And the second you even humored her she was all over you, blowing your phone with texts and coming over to your house like she lived there?"
A similar mood came over the hero when he answered.
"Oh you have no idea. She wanted to meet my mother who happened to be in intensive mental care for some stuff and then she bought my brother and sister gifts aplenty, even took them abroad for a get away. It was...sweet."
He turned his gaze back at the sidekick with the nostalgia fading away into curiosity.
"If I can ask, what exactly did you do after you lost her?"
Izuku shrugged as he swallowed the burns of his emotional scars.
"Really I was numb to the world. I never tried to reach out once life got back to normal and I stayed that way for years. My mom had more influence over my life than me since I was just so damn tired all the time. I know she's still alive at least, but it's been years so she's likely moved on and...that was one of the things tipped me over the edge. Everything bad compounded over time and back then when I managed to escape Katsuki in my teens, she was around to take my mind off it, but now she wasn't and I was alone with my thoughts."
Izuku drifted his sight to his fellow, feeling strangely glad for the conversation.
"I was always haunted by all the things I fucked up and what I never did, I still am. Yet when you get older day by day and everything gets so unbearable that you need to force yourself out of bed all so you can afford to come home to an empty apartment that's bleeding you dry, you start to stop caring. Ironically if I was most people, I probably would have turned to villainy just to not feel so shitty, but I didn't wanna be remembered that way, so I chose to jump instead."
To his surprise the hero didn't sound judgmental at all, in fact he may have been trying to pull a joke.
"Why didn't you try to invest in a hobby? You strike me as a really good food reviewer."
The green haired man squinted at him.
"Of all the things to...whatever, is there anything else you need? Because I'd like to head home."
Todoroki mused on the words and answered as he emptied his coffee cup with a far more serious look about him.
"Do you feel safe with Himiko? Has she ever made you feel like you were in danger?"
Izuku flinched at the suggestion with more than a little indignation.
"Of course I feel safe around her. Sure she can be a bit violent at times, but I always consent to it."
Todoroki took a moment as the sharpness of his eyes dulled.
"Alright, I just wanted to ask. So, what exactly do you have planned going forward until friday?"
Ire left Izuku as he lowered his gaze a bit.
"Nothing much, just working and seeing Himiko."
Todoroki humed at the answer and flexed his fingers habitually, seeming in light thought before speaking.
"So about that, would you mind maybe helping check in on Bakugou before the reunion this week? I know you don't exactly like the guy, but stuff like this makes him more than a little crazy and he seems to actually listen to you."
Izuku gave another passive shrug as he pictured it.
"Sure, so long as he doesn't run his mouth like last time I'd be fine with checking on him...matter of fact, you feel like going to an amusement park with us? He's been bugging me about it for months and with somebody else around I figured it would be a lot more bearable."
The fire and ice summoner thought on it and stoically shrugged.
"It sounds good, but I have responsibilities to my family and me being gone for that long when my son is still so little wouldn't set right with me. Dropping by for a few hours to give him some company is one thing, but that's too much of a time commitment."
Izuku once again accepted this.
"That's fair enough, family comes first after all. I just didn't want to keep saying no until he blows up and in all fairness he isn't being that much of a dick, I just don't wanna babysit a walking disaster zone with a temper. Anyway, if I can ask, what exactly do you think of him anyway? I know a lot of people don't particularly like him, but I'm curious how he treated you since you were always gifted."
A tenseness came to Todoroki's body, causing his back to broaden and his muscles to tighten as he heard that.
"Bakugou was...complicated. Even from the very everyone could see he wasn't all there, but he was still a bully or rather tried to be. Only it was hard to be intimidating when you keep making an ass of yourself and pissing everybody off. Hell, he picked on the shortest guy in our class for a couple months before the guy snapped and glued Boom Boy to the floor and wall and beat him until five of us had to pull him off. He was just always looking for fear in other people, to `put extras in their place' as he put it and he tried that shit on me, only he didn't get shit since I live by the saying 'You can't get blood from a stone'. Eventually he softened up to me, but that was because the only person willing to be his friend made him try."
The crimefighter continued.
"After the war, Bakugou was a complete wreck. Beforehand he was paranoid since the League kept mentally tormenting him, all the way up to kidnapping him from his home in the middle of the night and killing his father in retribution for rejecting their offer to join. When it was over he kind of self-destructed. Honestly he would have stepped down I think, if it wasn't for Mirio...Lamillion turning his cape in. Now with all the horrible stuff, I don't think he's doing okay and I'm fairly certain you're the main reason he hasn't gone utterly nuts."
The quirkless man paused and thought about the statement.
"Why the hell...nevermind, whatever the case, he's still around and I gotta deal with it. Right now my only concern is getting home."
The heir to the flame and ice jabbed a finger to the left where a restaurant with a chicken as its logo was and spoke up.
"Feel like getting something to eat before that?"
Izuku stared at the window and decided he did in fact feel like it.
"Sure."
The only thing on his mind as he went about it was the hope that he'd be able to handle things, but for Himiko he was certain he would.