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Hi reader,

So I got an email for copyright notice the day before New Years Eve (Fun). Most if not all of the songs used in this fic were listed, (Yayy). I have a week to reduce the songs to 2 or 3 lines before it's hidden, after another week of being hidden if I haven't reduced the count, the whole fic will be deleted by administration.

For readers who are just finding this fic, please bear with me, my immediate concern is cutting down the songs to avoid getting the work deleted.

For those coming back to finish or reread the fic, sorry it's gonna be a bit different from now on. If you don't like the changes, I understand that.

So every song in this fic is only going to be 2 to 3 lines long, I'll go back over the chapters at later dates to rewrite them into making more sense. It will seem like nonsense in certain places for a while. Again apologies, had I known something like this would've happened, I would've taken the steps I am now without the deadline and certainly without the nonsensical edits you are about to witness. My hope is that once I cut down the lyrics, I can make the fic as good as it was if not better before the notice came along.

That being said, please do enjoy the fic and I hope the edits aren't too obnoxious.

See you around

Signed

Phantom

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The Class 1A dorms was quiet, peaceful. All of the university students were waking up in their own ways. Kyoka Jirou was already sat down in the common area, a cup of coffee in her hands. She didn't know why, but there had been a sack of anxiety in her gut ever since she'd heard Midoriya Izuku's heartbeat in the middle of the night. It had been erratic, crazy, almost as if he was doing one of his crazy marathon like workouts. It was so loud and irregular it had woken her from her sleep and left her too worried to go back (Hence the coffee). Just as she was convincing herself there was nothing to worry about, the homeroom teacher, Shouta Aizawa, AKA Erazserhead kicked the doors in with most if not all of the UA staff behind him. Class 1B gathered in the common room under the orders of Vlad King while the other faculty moved and added seats for what looked to be a small audience.  Aizawa took one look at Kyoka, who offered him her coffee, noting the bags under his eyes seeming more prominent than usual. He grunted, took a sip and handed it back to her.

"Weakling," He muttered, his seemingly murderous mood calmed for a moment, "Where are the rest of them?"

"Oh, dear," They looked over to see Iida Tenya stood in the doorway. "I figured this was happening when Izuku didn't appear for our morning jog together," That alone had two things sending off alarm bells in Kyoka's head. Number one, Iida never calls anybody by their first name, not even the loveable green bean. Number two, what was happening? How the fuck did Iida know? Did anyone else?! A fish out of water, Kyoka just looked back at her sensei. He frowned and sighed,

"It appears that I must teach you how to be decent fucking people before I can continue your hero training," Oh, great, so either Midoriya Izuku, the angel golden child had done something seriously wrong. Or someone else in the class had done something to him. Hey look, 

The anxiety is back.

Kyoka just gulped as Aizawa marched off to the boy's side of the dorms. Not moments later the rest of the girls came down, comforting a crying Ochako. 

"What happened?" She asked instinctively.

"D-Deku, h-he... he,"

"Ochako walked in on Deku cheating on her with a girl from the Business course last night, we found her crying in her room this morning." Iida snorted at Yaomomo's words. The two had been a couple since before the USJ incident at the start of their school year. They were now in spring with the PLF becoming an unpleasant memory.  If something were to have happened, it would've happened months ago now. "We're serious," The bluenette openly scoffed.

"Yes I'm sure you are Yaoyorzu, it's Ochako I'm not so sure about," Kyoka gulped, his heart was as steady as a ticking clock. 

Oh fuck this wasn't adding up and if it was it wasn't good.

"I-I know what I saw Iida," It was always difficult tell when a breft person was lying, which only made her feel uneasier.

"Are you sure it wasn't Bakugo's ceiling?" A whole new level of silence covered the room, everyone spun their heads around to look at the legacy hero. Kyoka felt the situation go from bad to a completely new, different and nightmarish form of fucked up. Iida hardly insulted someone unless it was to chastise them, Iida throwing shade never happened.

Ever

His level heartbeat only made Kyoka feel even sicker. It didn't help when the Big three were walking in with Nezu and Eri in tow. The Dean merely looked on and sighed before climbing from Mirio's shoulder. The Wild Wild Pusscat's also came in with Kouta straggling behind them, trying to hide his red sneakers at the door. Shoto Todoroki barrelled into the room, running straight over to Iida.

"Is it really happening? It's not a false alarm again?" The stoic man seemed almost excited.

Are we sure those alarm bells are just in Kyoka's head? Because they were beginning to feel like everyone was hearing them. Iida only nodded. Todoroki whooped and disappeared into the kitchen, returning with popcorn for the two of them. Tokoyami followed suit, looking to Iida and Todoroki, gasping and getting his own bucket. Hatsume Mei also arrived with her own gargantuan bucket and grabbing a seat by the trio. Nobody else knew what was happening and anyone that did was told it would be explained in time. Even Hatsume was keeping it to herself.

That was really, really not good. Aizawa returned dragging Bakugo by his upper arm in front of the other 1A boys. 

"The only reason I hadn't yet expelled you Bakugo Katsuki was because I had the naive hope you could grow as a person and not be a rampantly arrogant, horrible, person the rest of your miserable life, but if the note I got is true and you have done this, then the last year I've spent watching your attitude change in classes means nothing and I wil be getting you out of this class as soon as possible,"

"What did he do this time?" Bakugo's twin sister, Katsumi, asked from her seat with 1B.

"You'll see once everyone gets here," Nezu spoke evenly, "Luckily Midoriya left us a letter detailing who would be affected by what he left on Aizawa's desk last night, they should all be on their way here now, I am to take it none of you have seen him this morning?"

"So he gets caught and tries to run?" Mina spat, "So what? It's a good thing he's not because,"

"Hey Ashido, the sky is red," Iida interrupted,

"No it's not," She shot back,

"Oh? So you can make your own decisions and not just believe any horsesh-er-cowpat that comes out of anyone's mouth," Kyoka was pretty sure the bells had now turned into a cacophony of heartbeats. Iida swore less than he threw shade, people were beginning to turn green with anxiety.

"Are we the last ones?" Everyone looked over to the door again, number two hero Hawks was stood in the doorway, former hero Lady Nagant in his custody for the day. Inko Midoriya entering behind them with Mitsuki and Masaru Bakugo behind her.

"Almost, we're just waiting on," Nezu began as the four foud their seats.

"Us I believe," The shrivelled form of Toshinori Yagi, former number one hero All Might, nearly growled as he walked in, the League of Villains including a restrained All for One and Tomura Shigiraki quietly following behind him. Meliss Shield, her father David and Shiketsu student Utsushimi Camie brought up the rear. Kyoka wasn't sure why the other student was there, let along why she glared daggers at Ochako with the League and Melissa, but the two women joined Iida, Todoroki, Tokoyami and Mei with their own popcorn buckets. All of them seemed ready to watch a show and that just made everything ten times worse.

"Yes, that should be everyone," Nezu nodded, "Disc one if you please Aizawa," The homeroom teacher pulled out a case of CDs from one of his sleeping bags and put the first one of the stack in. The Tv flickered to life as a scene began playing.

All scene involving other students on these videos that were recorded after the Sports festival with the knowledge and consent from Ochako Uraraka. Only the following clip was recorded without her knowledge.

"Not that it matters anyway manwhore," Mina whispered to just about herself and Kyoka, the purplette taking a look of shock and disgust at how easily Mina insulted the class sunbeam.

Not that it mattered much to her anyway

Oh this was SO not good.

"Ah Ochako was so cool, I hope she's not too upset about losing to Kaachan though, at least it'll make a good music video," Izuku Midoriya spoke beind the camera, "Maybe I should take her on a mochi date to make her feel... better," The last word came out increasingly delayed as he rounded a corner. There, plain as day was Ochako Uraraka pinned against the wall as she clutched the face of Katsuki Bakugo. The two of them deep in a kiss. A lot of people sucked in breath, mainly the girls around Ochako, who now slowly edged away from her catatonic form. 

"So you're gonna ditch Deku right?" Bakugo growled as Izuku hid behind the corner again. "Lose the loser and get with someone actually worth the time?"

"Yeah, sure, whatever," Ochako waved him off before the sound of kissing resumed. The Tv changed to static before Izuku appeared behind a piano, playing a slow melody. 

These videos are the product of Izuku Midoriya, if you are watching them, he's decided that he needed to find himself and be on his own. This collection is a way for the people in his life to remember that his will come back some day and to please wait for him. 

Subtitles popped up for a few second before Izuku began singing.

"You talk a lot about me now," He began, voice already quavering. "But I stay disconnected, I really, really learned my lesson,"

  The screen cut into quarters to show Midoriya's hands playing guitar, bass and him sat at a drumkit hitting a steady rhthym. His unsteady singing continued, it was obvious from faces around the room that people were getting unsettled.

"Should I just end this? Miss Codependant,"  All except for two of the collection gasped at his words, Inko Midoriya already getting misty eyed. Kyoka couldn't fathom the pain she was going through at that moment. The purplette herself could feel something in her gut eating her alive.

The music paused before the began chimed softly, beginning the melody again. Kyoka swallowed the lump in her throat quietly as Midoriya opened his mouth to keep singing. Everyone was hanging onto his every syllable, enraptured by his soft broken voice.

More gasps as heads turned to the ever shrinking form of Ochako and the bullet sweating Bakugo when it was suggested Ochako would regularly turn off her phone to avoid accidentally sharing her location

I can't see shit through your broken intentions!" The instruments kicked up with his words fading. Everyone watched completely captured by his playing as the video kept going, until the instruments faded out and the screen turned to black. There was a slight bit of noise as people wanted to talk before it came back to life, Midoriya's face front and centre.

"Hey everyone, if you're seeing this, you've just watched the first music video, cool wasn't it? Yeah, I've known she was cheating from the start, still, something must've happened between then and whenever you're all watching this for me to reach the breaking point, sorry for leaving in the middle of the night but it was the best way to avoid anyone asking questions I don't want to answer yet. There's a few CDs worth of music, some of you are on these tracks, even Shinsou, even though he's stil in Gen ed when I'm filming this, I know he'll be in our course soon enough, I believe in you buddy!" The lilac haired insomniac moved across the room to join Iida and the crew, a bucket being offered to him and a knowing smirk on his face. "To those wondering, this group calls themself the IzuKrew, God knows why but they do, they're the only people that knew about the situation, because I knew they were the only ones who would believe me, except for Jirou and Katsumi of course but I didn't want to involve Jirou when she's already so close to Ochako and starting family drama for the Bakugou's isn't fair for literally any of them save Katsuki," He shrugged to the group, "Now this next song is special for my little Minotaur Kouta and Unicorn Eri, I know I'm not there right now and I'm sorry that I left, but I needed to be alone for a while, clear my head, but just because I'm not there doesn't mean you get to feel sad, you gotta be strong alright? I'll be back, I promise," Silently the group watched on as he stepped away from the camera, a guitar in hand as he pulled a microphone from off camera. Smoothly starting a baseline he grinned, the Tv turning into a video.

"When you're counting your scars see your dirty face," Izuku stood in front of a mirror, the camera behind him, catching his reflection as he healed a burn on his shoulder. The music slowly grew more intense as the video changed to Izuku training against a punching bag.

Then he was putting hand wraps over his palms, stood shirtless as he squared up to a sparring dummy. The Tv cut to black before he was running behind a drone. Mei bounced up and down, talking about how she helped make the drone to film. As the bass picked up his signature green lightning appeared before he started parkouring over Musutafu rooftops. Easily he jumped from rooftop to rooftop, weaving around, over and under obstacles. A display of impeccable balance as he remained upright sliding down a rail on his feet.

Heads began to bob as people enjoyed the music. The video changed to Izuku standing with his back to the camera, overlooking the city from one of UA's towers, swarms of the UA training dummies filled the streets all seemingly charging towards his location.  His green lightning crackled before he disappeared. Both Kouta and Eri leant forwards as the scene changed to a bruised Midoriya appeared with a confident grin. This time Izuku's eyes stared right into the camera before it shifted. A bunch of the sparring bots appeared around him, giving the impression of a group fight against one. The greenette began to swing his limbs fluidly as the music blasted again.

"When you start to fall forget your fear cause, you will have to rise above it"  Midoriya was back playing the guitar, biting his lip in concentration  as his fingers danced in an incredible solo. 

"Wish I could play like that," Kaminari lamented, watching in awe at the skill displayed, several of the occupants hummed or else made vague noises of agreement.

 Midoriya was getting beaten by the robots as a low guitar played, he was floored as the lyrics continued, everyone now leaning in with invested intrigue.

He spat into the dirt, getting back to his feet and lifting his fists. Another robot charged him. Multiple Midoriya's harmonized as he punched the robot's chest in. His movements turned into a dance as he continued to fight the crowd. In a blur he had taken off and was running over the rooftops again, launching himself with every step towards the end of a tall building.

He grew closer to the camera, grinning into is as he ran past and jumped off the building.

"Then you're self made," Using a secondary aspect of his quirk, he flew off into the horizon as the video ended. Kouta and Eri both cheered after his smile and clapped. Several of the surrounding adults joined in. As they calmed down, Nezu cleared his throat and paused the Tv.

"Now that we've begun, I believe it's time we discussed what was in the note that Aizawa found with the CDs this morning, especially concerning Miss..." Everyone looked to see that both Ochako and Bakugo had hightailed it during the second song, neither leaving a trace behind. "Oh well, they shall have to return for their affects eventually," He shrugged,

"So you were saying Mina?" Iida raised an eyebrow and he smirked rather condescendingly. The pink girl swallowed and looked around the room.

"Okay, maybe I was wrong in believing that Midoriya would cheat on,"

"No, not maybe," Todoroki cut in, "You were wrong, no ands, ifs, buts or maybes, Ochako turned on the water works and you jumped onto the bandwagon like a rat from a sinking ship,"

"And don't think I didn't hear your snide remark Ashido," Kyoka cut in, "For those curious, no I will not be repeating it due to the younger ears present,"

"Not listening, la la la, la la," Hitoshi put his hands to his ears earning a few chuckles. Mina gulped under the scrutinizing gaze from several protective adults, oddly including All for One. That was soon forgotten however as Nezu pressed play again.

"Why am I here?"  Tomura's scratchy voice came through the speakers

"Because part of your parole is to work with me to produce something good," That at least explained why the LoV were present in this little session, did he really make songs with all of them though?

"Yes but why are we making music?"

"I find it's a good outlet for how I feel, I thought it might work for you too, do you know any instrument?"

"Most of the things I touch will decay if I use all five fingers at one, that limits my choice y'know,"

"Alright, so guitar or bass?"

"Bass,"

"Okay, I'll take guitar then, let me set up so the drums will play for us,"  A few noisy clicks before both men wondered into frame, "Awesome now, sing along if you know the song, otherwise just follow my lead,"

"Yeah yeah, let's just get this over with,"  A drum kicked into life, undoubtedly Midoriya had recorded this beforehand in case. Tomura quickly picked up the mood of the song and played his base accordingly.

"Fear can drive stick and it's taking me down this road, a road down which I swore I'd never go," Izuku looked over to Tomura with a small grin, the ex-villain seemed to recognize the song and leant into his own microphone,

"And here I sit, thinking of God knows what, afraid to admit, I might self destruct,"  Izuku nodded as they sung together, their voices harmonizing incredibly well.

Clips of heroes and villains fighting played, the super powered fights silent as the music continued

Izuku stepped back, letting Tomura continue,

They swapped over,

The duo got lost in the music, stepping towards each other and jamming out together. Static as the video changed to Izuku fighting a robotic nomu. Tomura sung over the video.

Izuku took over as the screen changed to the two fighting in gym gamma. Clearly they were sparring without quirks, Tomura wearing neon green gloves while the greenette never once even glowed from his quirk. Cutting back to the two on stage Izuku dipped his guitar before leaning backwards to play out a riff,  Tomura kicked his mic over before putting his foot on the base and lifting it up again

"Cause I got enough problems without creating MORE!"  By now the Izukrew had begun to dance together, the LoV also busting moves, encouraging more of the audience to dance. Kouta and Eri both went full tilt into headbanging, small hands raised in the classic rock pose. Much to the amusement of Aizawa and Mandalay, who halfheartedly joined their young charges.

A drum solo began as they leant into their mics, changing up the feeling of their song. There was a moment for the audience to calm down as Midoriya sung softly, looking over at Tomura with a smile,

The ex-villain nodded in both understanding and thanks, the lyrical meaning of second chances and repairing the damage hitting home.

Midoriya reached out for a fist-bump in between the chords. There was a small cheer from the group as Tomura, stared for a moment, smiled and nodded before returning the fist-bump. After they pulled their hands back, the intensity began rising, both eyeing the fret boards of their instruments in concentration.

They got louder as they both quickly moved their fingers, playing with the drum build up, ending back-to-back

"A shell of what I had when I first started!" The camera cut between Tomura's and Izuku's hands as they delivered the final cords and closed the song. Tomura suddenly lifted the guitar off his shoulders and slammed it into the ground without thinking. Both men froze along with the audience, several of whom had been in the middle of a dance move.

"I'm so," Whatever Tomura had been planning to say was cut off when Izuku did the same thing, smashing his own guitar

"Style points for the finish," He grinned,

"You're not mad I broke your bass?"

"Nawh dude, I got a few more in storage, I tend to chuck them whenever someone walks in on me practising so I do burn through quite a few, Jirou would kill me if she found out how often I break a guitar," There was a moments pause, "Wait is this still recording?!"  The screen turned to black as Tomura began laughing, the current Tomura also cackled lightly.

"It's just as funny the second time," He sat back down in his seat.

"Uh, speak for yourself, those were gorgeous! How many others has he broken?!" Kyoka was on her feet.

"Midoriya has asked me to never reveal such information under penalty of sudoku,"

"You mean seppuku?"

"No, I mean sudoku, I find it harder than Where's Wally, and that stuff is tough,"

"So, um did... did you guys know about the Ochako thing?" Kirishima Ejiro asked with a raised hand.

"Uh, sorta?" Dabi, now known as Touya Todoroki admitted, "I mean, if we didn't record music together, we'd just be talking about how our problems affected us, how we dealt with the hand life gave us, coping mechanisms and the such, he always mentioned a bit of girl trouble but never really expanded on anything more than 'she thinks she is playing me for a fool, with all the subtlty of a bull in a china shop' but if we asked about it, he'd just say it was another thing on the list when he aired out Bakugo's dirty laundry, the dude's that is," He quickly added, nodding to Katsumi.

"Oh, yeah, Nezu, you mentioned a note," Toru lifted an invisible hand, "What were you going to say?"

"After witnessing the video that Midoriya mentioned would prove Bakugo's true colours, we have enough evidence to not only expel Katsuki Bakugo, but also imprison him for unlicensed quirk use in public, physical, mental and emotional damage, manipulation, physical bodily harm, grevious bodily harm and repeated aggravated assault," There was a whistle,

"Wow, I guess I really misjudged him huh?" Kirishima muttered, "Here I thought he was just driven and manly, when really he was a bully,"

"Oh he was much worse," Iida shook his head, "I mean I'm surprised that he even got to the exam, after all U.A. doesn't tolerate any form of bullying, especially suicide baiting," The tension grew suffocatingly thick.

"The brat," Mitsuki Bakugo began, "Did fucking WHAT?!" A hand on her shoulder took her anger immediately, Masaru Bakugo remained calm, at least externally.

"Mitsuki, I think it's time I spoke with Katsuki," Nobody was sure was that entailed but Kyoka was absolutely sure it was not good in any stretch of the word. Oddly enough nobody felt sorry for him though.

"Actually, I've been wondering," Mirio interrupted the oppressive sense of foreboding, "Midoriya said he'd go somewhere he could be alone to clear his head, where could he have gone? I mean Japan is a big place but he'd still be recognized by someone at some point right?"

"He'll probably go back to one of his hideouts that he was using just after the War," Aizawa sighed, "But those are in fact up and down the country, so it'd take longer to check them all that it would to sit and wait him out,"

"We had a secret base in the woods we used to play in as kids," Katsumi rubbed her chin, "But that was before the whole, y'know Katsuki thing started way back when, plus I'm not sure if any of us actually know the way there anymore, I mean it has been a decade plus since we last used it,"

"That's enough wondering in circles for now," Nezu waved his paws, "Midoriya left these CDs behind for us to remember him while we await his return, surely we can do him the service of actually listening to them?"

"On that note," Mina hummed, "If he can play music and sing so well, why didn't he join in the cultural festival,"

"Stage fright," Katsumi answered easily, "If it's with two or three people he won't mind, because they're doing it with him, for fun, but if you put him in front of a real audience that just wants to listen, he freezes like, well, Izuku in headlights," 

"Okay then," Mina nodded, "Can we watch the songs we preformed with him?"

"There's already a set order, we couldn't change if we wanted to," Aizawa shrugged, before turning the Nezu,

"Onto the next one,"

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Everyone sat as the CD loaded on the screen. The song with Izuku and Tomura had just faded to black. Everyone waited to see who would be next,

All scene involving other students on these videos that were recorded after the Sports festival with the knowledge and consent from Ochako Uraraka. Only the following clip was recorded without her knowledge.

The whole room groaned in dissapointment. Nezu stopped the player and looked to Aizawa.

"The note said his first one would be shorter than the rest," A shrug from the perpetually tired sensei, "It did say that each disc had a second side though, give me a second," Everyone shuffled slightly as they waited for him to do so.

"So, hey, uhh Iida?"

"Yes Hagakure?" The bluenette raised an eyebrow,

"H-how come you guys never said anything... about the whole Ochako situation?" 

"Izuku asked us not to," Hitoshi shook his head, "We all swore that we'd let him handle the situation however he needed to, to get closure," Todoroki nodded,

"It was difficult for him to tell us at all, hell he could only tell Utsushimi when they made the music together,"

"Ooh, do you think we'll hear my song sometime? It's gonna be totes dope,"

"Did he record songs with all of you?" Tetsutetsu looked over to them.

"All of the Izukrew has a feature on a song," Mei grinned, "I even got to play the drums!"

"We all got a feature too," Iguichi, formerly known as Spinner raised a thumb.

"I'm on one," Toshinori added,

"He badgered me to be in one," Katsumi addmitted, "I know Kendo got to be on one too," Class B looked over to the class president.

"I thought he got the rest of you on one as well?" Class B hummed,

"I mean, he did ask us to be the choir for that one song," Awase agreed, "But I think Ibarra did that one track with him?"

"I... I have no idea what you mean," The vine haired girl quickly replied, "Hush now, I believe Erazer-sensei has the CD ready," They all became quiet again as the screen flickered back to life. Midoriya was once again sat front and centre.

"You are currently about to watch side two of the CD if you haven't watched side one yet, please remove the CD flip it over and try again, if you have, welcome to part two of the intro, the last song you will have seen was performed by me and Tomura, I felt it would be best to explain why the LoV are part of the viewing party, if Aizawa hasn't already explained, everyone in the room has either been featured on a song, appears in a video or been noted as the inspiration for a song, before we go on further though, Aizawa sensei, you found a notebook with the CDs, or you should have anyway, could you please give it to Jirou? She's the only other musician in the class, so she's the one I trust most to keep it safe while I'm gone, pause the video to find it if you don't have it already," Nezu paused the monologue and nodded. Aizawa produced a leather bound notebook and naded it to the purplette, who stared at it in awe.

"This, this looks expensive,"

"It was," Toshinori muttered, "He asked me to take him back to I-island so he could get it at the best quality this side of the continent, it was about three-quarters of the tickets for the roudn trip,"

"Where the hell did he get that kind of money from?" Kaminari gasped, nobody was able to answer him.

"I-I'll do my best to take care of it," Kyoka whispered, not even daring to breath on the notebook.

"That notebook contains the sum total of all my music work, including plans for getting other people to feature on it, most of the key lyrics are written there too, it's my most important notebook, second only to whatever current volume of analysis I carry with me, now as for why I have a bunch of people feature? Well, why not? Ochako is cheating on me, but that doesn't give me an excuse to cheat, it does mean I get to give my heart to someone else though, and I get to actually air out the feelings I have for everyone without getting called a scumbag,"

"Mina," Iida coughed, still throwing shade.

"I said at the start, Ochako knows who I'm recording with, she doesn't know what types of song we're recording or what the videos are like, but she knows why I'm gone and how long I'm gone for, which is why she always seems to be training when I'm not there and why Katsuki never shows up when I'm gone either,"

"God it was right in front of us the whole time," Ojiro realised, "They weren't even that subtle about it,"

"It should've been obvious," Shoji admitted, "It all makes too much sense,"

"Anyway to kick off side B, it's a bit of a triple feature, we have the long lost Todoroki brothers here to help, including Natsuo,"

"I forgot we did this one," Shoto Todoroki admitted, while his brother swatted his arm eagerly. Everyone watched on as the screen faded to black.

"So am I still waiting, for this world to stop hating?" Light's slowly turned on, showing Izuku singing as he played a guitar.

  The area was illuminated as Natsuo and Shoto bounced around playing guitar and bass. Touya was at the back happily beating the drums. Izuku joined in the moving for a minute.

Natsuo and Shoto joined into the vocals, not quite harmonizing with Midoriya, but still making it sound good.

 The LoV were once again rocking out to the song, Touya trying his best to get his brother out of his seat. After the IzuKrew encouraged him, the bichromatic teen joined in the dancing, slowly getting others to join in.

To see through the fakeness!" A pair cheered as the video displayed a graffitied Endeavor bust that had been displayed outside of his agency.

The Tv shifted to a candid camera recording as the four men crept down an alley in the night, rope around their shoulders.

"This can't, last forever, time won't, make things better!"

"Once again it showed the men in the recording area, Touya using one hand as he drank from an an unlabelled bottle.

The three guitarists jumped as they played, adding to the slam of notes. They all jumped around while playing, Izuku watching his hands as he almost choked his guitar.

In the video Izuku put his guitar through the kick drum, getting a gasp from Kyoka and cheers from the guys.

All of the men in the video eagerly joined in on Izuku's wanton destruction of the set. Natsuo smashing his guitar on the floor as Shoto tried taking out the amps. Touya played air drums as Izuku continued to knock over his kit until there was nothing left.

 Touya was now up, throwing his arms about before picking up what was left of his kit and throwing it about. Natuso continued to reduce his quitar to splinters as Shoto began tilting the largest of the amps. Izuku jumped into the knocked over kick drum, celebrating as he threw his guitar away. Touya picked it up and began whacking the bottom on the ground.

Izuku jumped onto Touya's back as the scene changed. Loops of rope were thrown around the statue Endeavor's shoulders and pulled taught

"Can't find a good reason can't find hope to BELIEVE!" The statue fell over, the crashing and breaking complimenting the end of the track. The men cheered from the shadows as they collected the rope and congratulated each other. Touya and Shoto cheered again watching the recording of the statue go over. Both the IzuKrew and the LoV were cheering with them.

"Wait, you guys knew they had done that?!" Yui exclaimed, "Police were scratching their heads for days!"

"Until the Endeavor scandal hit the news and more people joined in the action," Iida noted

"It was me that gave them the idea!" Melissa stated proudly,

"I let them use my workshop as the recording area so they could crash and smash as much as they wanted," Hatsume exclaimed, "Zuku said that if I helped, he'd work with me to make more babies!" Everyone except classes A and B choked.

"She means her inventions," Shoto clarified, "Izuku would often spend an hour or two in the evening helping Mei draw up designs or doing some field tests for her,"

"Jirou, I'd like to apologize for making you watch the destruction of such beautiful instruments, honestly the pain in my heart after I realized what we'd done could only be healed by bringing that statue down," Several chuckles, "So as an apology the notebook you were given, it's yours now, I need to get a new one anyway and I figured it may as well go to someone who'll appreciate it," Class A nodded in agreement as Kyoka clutched the book to her chest, determined not to let it go. The screen faded to black before a warning appeared.

The next song contains explicit language, parental supervision is advised

"Eri, if I'm going to let you listen to this song, you are not allowed to use any of the bad words until you're Deku's age, alright?"

"Okay Grampy! Papa doesn't let me use bad words anyway,"

"Same goes for you Kouta, if we hear a single one of these from your mouth, no video games for a month,"

"You got it!"

The video showed a picture of Izuku doing push ups, sweat dripping from his face.

"Ain't no motherfucker in this world can do it like me  

"Don't mind if I do," Himiko Toga whistled at the picture. Kyoka found herself and a lot of the other female students humming in agreement for some reason. 

"Please," Himiko hummed lightly, the camera changed to Izuku driving a car down a motorway at night.

"Since when could he drive?" Present Mic questioned,

"He asked me to teach him just after he recovered during the internships," Aizawa grumbled,

"That's why he asked for a car," Inko Midoriya realized, "I knew he was lying when he said it'd be useful considering what his quirk can do, but I didn't expect this,"

The camera focused on his rising spedometer, showing him accelerate.

 As it zoomed out again it showed Izuku running on a treadmill, a vest and pair of basketball shorts showing off his defined musculature.

 Now he was doing reps in a headstand, lowering himself to the beat

Once again the camera cut, this time he was at a junkyard, lifting scrap metal above his head, only a pair of jogging bottoms and protective gloves on. Inko nearly fainted in shock of how much Izuku had changed while the remaining female population over seventeen whistled appreciatively.

"It appears he found another beach to clean," Toshinori shook his head, "And I thought Takobah had been enough for him,"

"You mean that boy is responsible for that entire beach being cleared before UA started?" Vlad King stared in shock, "Jesus H Christ,"

Now doing pullups, Izuku was singing to the camera as it zoomed out slowly.

"What is that?" Mineta cried as the camera revealed something attached to Izuku's ankles.

"It looks to be some sort of car engine," Power Loader supplied, "And if it is, then the boy is just showing off because those things are heavy,"

"Yeah? He does this every other morning," Hatsume raised her hand, "He'll meet me at the crack of dawn in the studio, we had to make a special bar that wouldn't snap under the weight, he just grabs onto it before we lift it high enough for everything to hang and he just goes for an hour or so," Everyone except her balked at the admission. Katsumi stared at her hand.

"We don't even compare," She whispered before the music was continued.

Izuku loaded up a sniper at the Gun Range, Snipe coughing into his hand lightly.

He laid down in the position and took aim

Izuku sung as he took shot after shot, "I'm always working never call me apathetic, bad energy is like a poison need some antiseptic," Getting back up, he moved out of the camera's way to reveal his shots all dead centre of the targets.

Suddenly he was bouncing on stage, a robotic crowd cheering as he sang.

 He walked off stage, his voice echoing off as he moved through the halls.

"Got enough love in myself in my psyche," A door slammed shut, only one word on it visible to the camera. Deku 

Silence reigned over the room before Dark Shadow appeared,

"Hell yeah!" He cheered, more people quickly began to join in, yelling their awe and appreciation for the song.

"Wait, wait, WAIT!" Kirishima called out, "Are we just going to ignore the fact, Izuku Midoriya, the guy that can barely call someone stupid, just dropped the f-bomb at least ten times? Not to mention the mother lover bomb in the chorus?"

"It was going to happen eventually Kirishima," Aizawa sighed, "Even men like Midoriya have limits,"

"Yes but he's too good to do anything really drastic isn't he?" Monoma seemed nervous, "Too many rules and,"

"Good men don't need rules," Katsumi interrupted, "I pray you never find out why he has so many," A whole host of people audibly gulped.

"And now, Izuku Midoriya featuring the class One B choir," 

"Already?" The music began with the clapping of hands and stomping feet, the present class B found themselves unintentionally singing along with their recorded selves. Izuku appeared on screen, smiling in a way that made the room feel nervous. The camera panned to reveal he was inside a church, dressed in an all white suit.

"This sinking feeling sets, it feels just like a hole inside your chest," He pointed to the camera,

Pausing to audibly take a breath, he lifted his chin.

Class B cheered their only word in harmony.

The stomping and clapping began again, this time with more of the present audience joining in with the recording. Izuku gave the camera a thumb's up before lifting the microphone back to his mouth.

He moved his fingers across the screen in such a way to mimic a walking person. His arms moved before he was chopping one hand in front of the other.

The mic was pointed to the camera

Both classes responded along with the recorded Class B

"So when you're sick of all this stressing and guessing  I'm suggesting you turn this up and let them hear you sing it,"

Izuku's face dropped at something off screen, the camera panned to see another Izuku, this one dressed in a black hoodie and jeans walk in the church doors. This version did some acapella before rolling his eyes, the two began a back and forth, with the all black Izuku mocking his alternate version. It culminated in the suit dressed Izuku spreading his arm.

"Man up, If you feel me, everybody sing it,"

The whole room chorused as class B appeared behind Izuku on the video.

When worry's never helping tell me why, why worry at all?" Class B bowed their heads with Izuku as the lights faded off and the screen went black.

"Man, that was a time," Tsuburaba nodded, "We all had to stay behind the camera until that last verse,"

"Yeah," Fukidashi pointed, "But at least he told us that we could just party to the music after the signal,"

"I still can't believe he got to use gym gamma for the day, just to shoot a music video," Shishida agreed with a nod, "Though the fact we are surprised by his musical talent is probably indicative to the fact we weren't expecting it to go anywhere, and so forgot about it until now,"

"There's a fourth song!" Setsuna yelled, shushing everyone as the screen came up again. This time it was only Izuku in a suit without the blazer, sat with his sleeves rolled up at a piano. Izuku was humming softly as the melody grew louder.

"I'm losing my faith, though I was never religious"

 The camera began to orbit him slowly as he sung, catching his knee bobbing from the bottom of the frame as he kept time.

"The night you were leaving, you gave me a mission,"

Not once did he ever look towards the camera, instead choosing to gaze at the ceiling  as if talking to someone above him.

"I'm waiting for the judgement that shall fall upon my head, I hope someone is here to pray for me when I am dead,"

His fingers dug into the piano, leaving a single key to ring out.

Holding the single note, Izuku remained with his head down as the camera pulled away until he was the other side of the room, his spotlight snapping out. Yet another applause rang out, this time with everyone remaining seated.

"Petition to get Midori to hold a concert when he gets back?" Mina raised her hand, several other hands began to rise,

"He's got stage fright dipstick, or did you forget I said that?" Katsumi shook her head, "You've got as much chance getting him to play as you have getting Katsuki to take second place," Those that wanted the concert all pouted at the reminder. "Speaking of him, has anyone noticed them come back down?"

"They probably didn't go to their rooms," Aizawa grunted, "They probably bolted from the back door, they'll have to come back by night fall considering their wallets are in their rooms but," A shrug, "That's a problem for future me," Several cheers of 'amen' before Nezu stood up.

"I suppose now would be the perfect time for a break then? Shall we depart to have snack and bathroom breaks before reconverging for another CD? It is the weekend, so we could potentially go through another two CDs before I insist you get on with your schoolwork students," After several groans, there were mutterings of agreements. Nezu clapped his paws together. "Wonderful, everybody go about your business and we'll meet back here in say, ten minutes?" People began to leave their seats. Kyoka simply looked at the book in her lap, pondering why Midoriya would leave it to her. Sighing she picked it up and began to put it back in her room.

She could ask when he came back.

If he came back.

Chapter Text

Ashido Mina felt sick.

Horribly, horribly sick. In fact when Nezu called for a break, she'd been one of the first out of the seats. Before anyone could realize, she'd run straight out of the sitting area and up into the dorms. Luckily all students had an en suite to save them from wandering the corridors for a bathroom after curfew. So she could lock herself into her room, disappear into the side door and kneel around the bowl, trying to get the twisted stabbing in her gut to leave. Try as she might, not even a dry heave was coming to get rid of the feeling. Some dark recess of her mind told her that it was what she deserved. Todoroki was right, they'd foudn Ochako crying and took every word as gospel. They hadn't even paused for a moment to consider the fact that it was Izuku Midoriya that they were talking about. The guy who couldn't even look at Yaomomo while talking to her in her hero costume. And that had been before Ochako and he had started dating. Hell even after the sports festival, he'd barely so much as a conversation without mentioning his relationship in some way. In hindsight, it was obvious that Izuku could never entertain the idea of so much as looking at another girl while in a relationship. 

And what had Mina done?

She'd yelled bloody murder, called him all sorts of names while he wasn't able to defend himself. Effectively slut-shamed him when there was clearly something more going on. Not a second to think before she'd just jumped headfirst into a blind, uncaring rage at the living cinnamon bun. 

When really that anger was misplaced.

Ochako Uraraka was the cheater. She lied to Midoriya for months, not even trying to be subtle about it, Ojiro was right. Ochako always going to train whenever Midoriya wasn't in the building, Bakugo mysteriously having enough of everyone just after the door closed behind her and stomping to his room. It was right in front of her and she didn't see it. 

She felt like hitting herself.

This wasn't how it was supposed to happen. She was supposed to be the matchmaker of UA. The person that helped everyone find their happy ever after relationships, instead of the dumb alien looking girl that got stood up every second date! Yet right under her nose, a guy she often hung out with and a girl who she thought she supported were really going behind her boyfriend's back! 

Fuck!

Mina had unintentionally given her advice on how to get Bakugo's interest! 'How to keep Izuku looking at her' her ass! The pink woman felt sick again, hugging the bowl. She hated people who lied to hurt.

She especially hated cheaters. It was eating Mina alive that she'd not only helped Ochako cheat, but also immediately and unquestioningly believed that Midoriya had been in the wrong.

God could that feeling in her gut just fucking go away! About to put two fingers down her throat to try and get rid of it, she felt a hand stop her.

"Mina, don't," Tokoyami shook his avian head, "Whatever happened,"

"H-how did you get in here?" She looked at the newly named IzuKrew, with tag alongs Katsumi and Jirou. Hitoshi held up two metal stick like objects.

"I picked the lock," That wasn't concerning at all, but Mina ignored that in favour of turning back to the toilet as tears streamed down her face.

"I feel sick," She whispered, "I feel sick and I want it to go away,"

"It won't," Melissa shook her head, "Not for a long time, because that's called guilt, it's how you know you fucked up and can't make it right,"

"I," She hiccupped, "I was so ready to yell, to, to fight him, I didn't even think," Iida shook his head,

"That's okay Ashido, I was in a similar place when my brother got hurt, it was Midoriya that snapped me out of it,"

"While we were alone in the hospital, he told us about Ochako, showed us the video even, anything Iida could've said was immediately void," Todoroki added, "We, look, the best thing to do is be honest when he,"

"I said so many mean things about him though!" She yelled, turning back, "I called him soo many names, I called him a manwhore for fuck's sake!" The group stared in shock, "Like, how the fuck am I gonna,"

WHACK

Melissa shook her hand lightly as she drew it back.

"I'm sorry, that was, I should've kept my patience there,"

"I didn't want to believe that you would say such a thing," Jirou hissed, "There was a line and you crossed it, without a second thought,"

"Which is my point," She cried lightly, "Like, how is he supposed to forgive me, or even see me the same if I tell him?"

"Mina, he knew Bakugo was fucking his girl while we were at camp," Todoroki soothed her, "He knew just what Bakugo was doing, but still broke himself to try and save the blonde bastard and then got into further trouble actually saving him,"

"He could've folded him when they fought that night," Tokoyami added, "He didn't want to fight back then, even went so far as to hold back, when it would've taken him a minute to paralyze Bakugo and disappear back to his room,"

"Do you really think some words are going get to Midori?" Katsumi folded her arms, "Really? When that's all anyone has ever thrown at him? You think a few insults are going to get him now?"

"W-what?" Mina wiped her eyes.

"C'mon, we've still got some time, we can grab some food and drink, take another minute to calm down and then watch the next CD, alright?"

"Oh, okay," She let their hands gently guide her from the toilet and down into the kitchen. Concern was waved off as the IzuKrew plus Katsumi and Jirou loaded up a few buckets of snacks and thermoses of drink. As they sat down, Iida quickly informed them of a small change.

"I was told by Izuku that before we played his second CD, I was to inform you all that Katsumi Bakugo is has always been part of the IzuKrew, he only wished to keep her out of the drama for her own good, he asked me to say this for no reason other than to embarass her in front of her parents, his words not mine," A few small chuckles as he sat down. Mina heard him whisper to the blond, "He also wished for me to pass on the message, 'ha, ha ha, ha, I win,"

"Fuckin' prank war mastermind fucker," She pouted and folded her arms, "When he gets back I'm cellophaning his entire door and his toilet,"

"Oh, oh," Dark Shadow appeared, "That means she finally gets to take part in our all-vs-all prank wars!" Melissa and Camie both grinned deviously. They all fell silent as they watched the Tv come to life again.

"Welcome to side one of CD two, to start this selection off we have a tribute song, this is for my friend and brother Iida Tenya, I know how it feels to be stuck in the dark man, I do," Izuku's voice crackled lightly,"And let's pour one out to Iida Tensei, the hero Ingenium, one of the best role models and idols I've ever got to meet, his early retirement is only more reason for us to work hard," Mina looked over to see Iida was wiping his eyes, trying to hide the early signs of tears. Todoroki and Tokoyami both pat his shoulders in support. Izuku's throat cleared as he began.

"The second someone mentioned you were all alone," He was sat at a piano, playing gently as an ocean lapped behind him.

He searched across an unknown in the night, illuminated by only the flashlight in his hands.

A boat lost at sea was seen from above as a tired looking Izuku got up and searching around. Finding only an empty plastic bottle he threw into the bottom of the boat.

Standing on the prow of the boat, he looked around desperately, trying to find any sign of land.

The melody calmed down again as he was walking through the forest again.

His hair was whipped by the breeze as he played the piano on the clifftop.

"Just come home, don't let go,"

Back on the boat, Izuku just began paddling in a random direction, before it cut to sunset and he was laid in the bottom of the boat. No hope left on his face.

Izuku was clearly now lost in the forest, but still continued searching.

Izuku was now running through the woods in desperation as the camera shifted behind him to show the ocean from a cliff.

The boat shook in the night as it landed on sandy beachs. Izuku sat up and jumped from the boat, running away from it as fast as he could.

Standing from the piano, Izuku smiled softly as he adjusted his coat. Walking away as the keys still played, he walked towards the camera

He walked into a small cottage perched near the end of a cliff, stepping into the door as the camera panned out,

"Cause I will leave the light on," One of the windows was illuminated by a single light as Izuku closed the window and walked out of the room. The video faded to black as the camera turned to the beach below, showing a single boat moored in the moonlight. There was a gentle applause that slowly grew rapturous. As it calmed, those around him moved to comfort a clearly emotional Iida.

"Do not worry my friend, I will leave the light on for when you return as well," He nodded, wiping his eyes again.

"I'm sorry if I made you cry there Tenya, but I felt that this song would fit with how we truly went from friends to brothers, we may not be able to talk about what happened, but know that I will forever have your back even in the dark times, because I know, truly, you will always have mine,"

"I will Izuku, I swear it,"

"This CD will have less completely me songs, half of them are dedicated or tribute to someone, the others are split between features and just me, I'll reveal who this one is for at the end, but let's see if they can identify themself first," He started off slowly by making a soft noise, until the instrumental played quietly.

"I don't care, what they do,  I just wanna,  be with you

 He was stood in gym gamma, slowly swaying as he sung softly,

Izuku was sat in the driver's seat of his car, leaning into the window of a drive through. He turned back to smile at whoever was holding the camera as Todoroki leant forwards from the back seat to steal a packet of fries from the bag.

They were all up in Izuku's dorm room, smiling as a Tv showed a paused game, Izuku spinning in his desk chair.

"You got that hometown smile, you got that look in your eye" He was hit by a thrown ball of paper, staring in mock anger at the thrower. A hand reached under his desk as the group scattered and he revealed a hidden NERF gun. The scene changed as he pointed the gun at the camera.

Now he sat on Todoroki's bed, teaching him how to play the guitar. The two silently chuckled as Todoroki bent his arm in odd ways.

He was busy scribbling in his notes as the camera approached from behind him. He jumped as a hand stretched to tap his shoulder, turning and smiling softly to the camera-person.

Now he stood outside of Tokoyami's door with Todoroki the other side. As the door was opened, the music continued.

Tokoyami was resisting as Todoroki and Izuku carried him through the halls. Iida was ahead, laughing as he undid the doors.

The group were laughing as they threw Tokoyami into the indoor pool with a splash, Dark Shadow appearing to grab the men and drag them in with him. The video cut to the four climbing from the pool, dripping wet but smiling like mad.

The video cut again, this time to Izuku coming through a roof access door towards the camera, carrying a picnic blanket and basket full of food.

He revealed a thermos and two cups, pouring out a steaming brown liquid. Some guessed it was coffee but Aizawa, (being the aficionado that he was) dismissed it as hot chocolate. 

"Everything will one day be alright"  The camera was taken as the music faded out, it turned around to reveal Katsumi Bakugo with a black beanie. Smiling despite the tear tracks down her face as she held the steaming cup in both sleeve covered hands.

"I remember that day," Todoroki mumbled, "It was the night after that botched mission, Midnight sensei was still in the ICU," The heroine teacher winced slightly as Todoroki supported the blond student, "You were beating yourself up about not getting there fast enough to help, Izuku got it all ready and told us to follow him up to the roof," Katsumi sniffled,

"Y-yeah, I remember, he reminded me that if I hadn't been there, we would've lost you sensei,"

"Which is true, had you not helped destroy that rubble it would've easily wiped me out, instead all I got was a broken skull and fractured ribs, I'll take those any day of the week if it meant I got to keep teaching you guys," A finger traced the small scar line near her temple. "Don't forget Katsumi, you saved my life, focusing on what could've happened if you didn't will hurt you more,"

"That's why he called us after dinner?" Mitsuki Bakugo questioned,

"W-what?"

"I remember," Masaru nodded, "He called the home, asked if oyakudon was still your favourite comfort food,"

"I, he still knew that?" Katsumi's eyes widened, "After I spent all of Middle and High school trying to avoid him, he still remembered I loved oyakudon?"

"Honey, he remembers so much more than that," Inko Midoriya smiled, "Honestly, you should see his analysis, he updated your entry almost weekly before the dorms were implemented," Silence fell over a lot of people. Mina didn't want to say anything, no, she'd done enough damage as it was. Better to leave them alone this time.

"If you couldn't guess, that was for my friend and first female member of the IzuKrew, Katsumi Bakugo, all of those videos are the ones she took of me for whatever reason, Shoto, you still owe me for my Mcnuggets you stole, I will get that money back, come hell or high water, also a note to everyone, do not fire NERF guns near Dark Shadow, he will eat the darts," A few laughs around the room as the avian teen faked a look of betrayal, even bringing his hands up holding an imaginary dagger in his heart. "Anyway, this next one is a tribute to my friend Hitoshi Shinsou, an insomniac and fellow quiet kid, but at least we don't have to worry when he puts a hand in his bag,"

"Izuku Midoriya!" Inko scolded her son as the recording and the lilac haired boy both laughed. A xylophone began playing as kids spoke quietly,

The last voice giggled to themself as a scene appeared on the screen. Izuku was quietly walking down an alleyway, his old highschool uniform ill-fitting and dirtied. The xylophone began to chime rhythmically.

"Yeah, when I grow up you know what I wanna be," His legs moved in an almost robotic manner as he dragged himself towards the camera

He threw his destroyed bag into a nearby dumpster.

The majority of the group quickly voiced their dissent.

A violent screen change had him laying in the back of a garbage truck, looking up at the camera drone.

His head swung around from behind a pile of scrap metal, as the scene changed again, Izuku mimed working a grill as he sang.

"Permission to have a celebratory barbeque night when Izuku returns?" Iida raised a hand,

"Granted," Nezu waved a paw,

He stood, leaning on a mop in a dark corridor as light from a nearby room partially lit him up.

"When I grow up, I just wanna pay my bills, rapping 'bout the way I feel,"  The camera change to a rundown, nondescript fast food drive through as a car pulled up.

Izuku leant out of the window adjusting his hat as he wrapped. The scene changed as he did the normal list of jobs to do. 

He worked, making the food with the IzuKrew acting as the other employees around him,

He began to argue with the customer out of the window, being played by Toshinori

Izuku climbed through the window climbing on the car and throwing food over it

Aizawa ran from the store as Izuku climbed off the car, trying to grab him.

Izuku ran from Aizawa before turning and jumping, stealing the hat from his head and running away.

Izuku was stood in the dark, a single spot light behind him not really showing him that well,

He jumped and suddenly there was a crowd of robots cheering for him on stage.

"Might not be the best in my field but I guarantee that I'ma die real, when I grow up," The xylophone reappeared, playing as the sound of recorded cheers rang out. Izuku walked off stage with a camera following him. He walked into a bathroom and splashed cold water on his face, staring at his reflection before it all went black.

"Dude," Hitoshi sank into his seat, "I remember when we talked about our school experiences pre-UA, man I thought my school was bad, Alderra made it look like the well behaved child,"

"What?"

"Yeah, we just spent hours trading school stories once," Tokoyami nodded, "It was around the time after the second internships, Izuku collected us and spoke about how he wanted to try and take care of Eri, but he wanted, needed help, finding a good school for her, he admitted that Alderra had given him some pretty horrible misconceptions about the world and the education system and he hoped our differing experiences would give us some common denominators to either watch out for or take reassurance in,"

"And aside from me, Fumikage and Izuku all getting mistreated because we wanted to be heroes, there wasn't really much that stuck," Shinsou shrugged. "And no Nezu, none of us are going to tell you Izuku's school, that's for him alone to talk about, mine was just another HPSC brand school before the whole Hawks whistleblow and Lady Nagant controversy came to light," The Dean simply sighed before nodding,

"I understand, shall we play the next tape?" Murmurs of agreement,

"This track features the boys of the IzuKrew, it's for a certain villainess, you think you can't do anything good because of your quirk? I think that you could be one of the best heroines out there," Himiko squealed in excitement,

"Ooh, this one is for me," The screen changed to a film countdown before flickering to Izuku sat at a piano in a street.

"You got a bad reputation in my neighbourhood, 

The camera was flipped over, showing Todoroki sat on the steps in front of a house.

He waved his hand, getting the camera to spin to Tokoyami, sat on a swing in an abandoned park.

As he jumped off the swing, Izuku walked underneath him as he stepped onto a street.

"The other four boys joined him on the street, dancing and moving to the camera while they playfully shoved and leant on each other. 

The camera zoomed out to show a small Tv before it panned over to Hitoshi playing videogames with a headset on.

"I know that I shouldn't touch but you twist my arm cause I can never get enough once the feeling starts," He suddenly changed into an online avatar driving at high speeds.

 He was launched into the air by a projectile, past a rooftop as Tokoyami stood at the edge.

The avian teen jumped from the edge, landing in a pile of trash bags before Izuku hauled him out, the greenette singing.

Hitoshi was out of his wreck, joining the two as Iida and Todoroki appeared from behind the camera.

Iida was sat at a computer console, a screen clearly showing him trying to hack something.

People stared in shock as he reached notes they didn't think he could. The camera zoomed into a CCTV screen as Izuku walked out of an alley.

A montage of the guys doing their previous activities played as the song went on.

"I'm hooked, ooooh, I'm hooked,"  It ended with the boys once again on the street, laughing and jostling until Izuku panicked and pointed. They all yelped and began running as a crowd of robots charged after them. Everyone laughed lightly before Tokoyami grumbled,

"That shock is real by the way, Izuku didn't tell us he was going to have the crowd chase us," The other three nodded in agreement.

"Tenya was gone like a shot, Fumikage and I ran for our lives," Hitoshi folded his arms, sinking into his seat, "Then we clear two blocks to look back and see Shoto froze them in a glacier after a block," A small smirk, "None of us forgave Izuku for a week, he had to host a videogame tournament in his room to make up for it,"

"We made a mess," Iida chuckled, "So many wrappers and empty packets, he had to do at least nine bin runs on cleaning day," They laughed before he hurriedly added, "We helped obviously," Under the scrutinising gaze of Aizawa.

"So that's four tribute songs, and one feature," Itsuka hummed, "Do you think the other side are just songs by him now?"

"Possibly, but that's four songs," Ojiro nodded, "It's unlikely he'll do four songs without featuring or paying tribute to one of us,"

"He is that type of guy," Kaminari admitted,

"Is he though?" Mina mumbled, "I mean we all thought Ochako was sweet as an apple pie, but she's been cheating on him for months,  who's to say Midoriya hasn't been playing us for fools with her the entire time?"

"We're right here Mina," Melissa raised an eyebrow, "We're living proof that Izuku isn't a manipulator, there's nothing he hasn't told us," The group all nodded,

"Nothing?" Toshinori seemed to sweat,

"Absolutely nothing," Todoroki confirmed with a levelled gaze, "Because, he trusts us, and we trust him,"

"Is the IzuKrew open invite or?"

"You'll know when you're part of it," Iida shrugged, "Because Izuku will make you feel like you belong and you'll realize just what you're a part of,"

"So do you guys know if there's more?"

"No, we don't know how he's ordered it, but there is one way to find out," Hitoshi shook his head and Aizawa sighed, already reaching for the player.

Chapter Text

"So, before we begin this side, how did Melissa and Camie join the IzuKrew?" Toru asked as they all waited for Aizawa to reinstert the CD. "We weren't at I-island for very long, and we didn't even meet the real Camie at the exams," Mina had been wondering the same thing honestly, even Mei was part of the almost exclusive group. It was odd how so few of their class knew about it, let alone were a part of it.

"Heh, sorry about that," Himiko added nervously.

"Well, my story includes the I-island incident," Melissa scratched the back of her head, "I mean after Izuku saved everyone, he asked if there was any chance we could remake the gauntlet to save his arms, I promised to try but honestly the first time? It was a pure fluke, I couldn't repeat the process if I tried, Izuku never gave up on me though, even if I didn't remake the gauntlet, he told me about Mei and how we were going to be the top two minds of the generation," A small smile, "He promised that whenever I came to visit the three of us could steal some of Erazerhead's sleeping bags, give Lunch Rush puppy eyes and just camp in the workshop for as long as we wanted," The tired sensei twitched lightly,

"Oh he did, did he?"

"It's what we did on the run up to Christmas, you didn't even notice they were gone,"

"She's got you there Shouta," Present Mic shrugged, Aizawa turned to him, "Don't give me that look, you know I'm right,"

"It's the principal of the matter,"

"But yeah, Mei was already part of the IzuKrew, so they decided to let me join as well," A big smile, "We took Eri to the McDonald's drive-through,"

"That time I didn't take his nuggets," Shoto added,

"No," Iida agreed, "Tokoyami and Dark Shadow just stole all the apple pies,"

"I bought you all fresh ones,"

"Three days later,"

"Wait, wait, wait, I'm no genius," Kaminari began,

"Shocker," Jirou shot with a smirk,

"But there's, five, six, seven, eight, nine of you,  plus Eri making ten, how did you all fit in Midoriya's car?"

"We didn't?" Hatsume looked at him confused, "Izuku took Eri and Melissa back here, grabbed Fumikage , got Tenya's and Shoto's orders while they went for their evening run, sent Hitoshi a message to make sure I got out of the workshop in time to get cleaned up, got the food, swung past Shiketsu to pick up Camie and came back so we could have a chill night on the roof, of course none of them noticed Fumikage had already eaten the pies until after they got back, when Izuku dipped into Katsumi's room to drag her up with us,"

"And Shiketsu didn't mind Utsushimi being out so late?"

"Their lodgings aren't on campus," Todoroki shook his head, "They're still given food to cook for themselves but Shiketsu can't enforce a curfew,"

"So how did Utsushimi join in the group?"

"Through Shoto actuallly," The only non-UA student piped up, "It was totes fun, we met at the remedial exam and once I told Bakugo he'd be a lot better if he shut up, Shoto straight up asked if I wanted to join a group hang out the next weekend, I was down for it obviously, ready to get a train when he laughed and said 'nah we got you' and I was all, woah, since when do you talk like that? But he didn't say anything else, just asked me to text him the dorm address, the day rolls around, I walk outside of the dorms ready to get answers, when a car pulls up, Shoto appearing from behind the window with Izuku just chilling in the driver's seat," She put a finger to her lips, "At first I was super confused but it was a totes chill day, we went to the arcade, had a shopping trip, honestly until he told me, I thought Izuku was with Mei or Melissa, I would've believe it if you told me the guys were brothers," After everyone was sent reeling by the casual confessions, Aizawa pressed play.

"A sawh dudes," Izuku laughed, "So um, what up, I'm Jared, I'm nineteen and I never learned how to effing read," A few laughs from the more internet present individuals. "So y'all probably think that this side is going to have a few tributes or features, since the last side was only tributes and that means this side can only be just me songs, well you'd be wrong!" A wry grin as his face took up most of the screen, "This side is all tributes too! And yes, I lied, y'know, like a liar," He coughed something that sounded suspiciously like 'Ochako' but nobody could tell. "Anyways, this one is inspired by Aizawa-sensei, you might think you hide it well, but I know when someone's trying to deal with trauma on their own, this is for you sir and to ecnourage you to talk about things, I know it did wonders for me, so this song is for you, to whoever it is you lost,"

"Goddamn Problem Child and his observation skills and do-good heart," The tired man sunk into his seat, trying to be mad but smiling softly regardless. Izuku began strumming an acoustic guitar before singing.

"And I'd give up forever to touch you, cause I know that you feel me somehow," The screen changed to Izuku walking along a beach, occasionally throwing stones into the water.

Now sat on the edge of a building, Izuku kept plucking away.

"And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming, or the moment of truth in your lies,"  Aizawa's face changed from a sympathetic smile to a concerned frown.

A split screen of Izuku playing all the instruments appeared on screen, guitar, drums and violins. They all watched in silence as he just kept playing, passion in each movement. 

This is for Aizawa sensei, thank you for being a father-figure and role model to me

"Dammit Problem Child," Nobody heared Aizawa's voice quaver, absolutely nobody. Eventually the instrumental tapered out into just a guitar again. Izuku wondering down an empty street as he went. 

He was atop a skyscraper, playing to a city in the night, the instruments all back with a vengeance.

"I just want you to know who I am," This time as the music faded, the camera faced Izuku's back. He turned around and put his arms out, leaning off the edge and disappearing. The audience remained silent as the screen faded to black before it was paused.

"Young Midoriya sees you as a father-figure as well?" Toshinori looked over to their other teacher.

"I, I.... Wasn't aware," Aizawa mumbled, "If I'd known the kid was trying to,"

"Trying to what sensei?" Iida cut in, "With all due respect, it's been nearly a year, there should be little about Izuku you don't know, he's practically an open book when you ask the right questions,"

"Ah," Hitoshi cut in, "Don't forget Tenya, Izuku has trouble trusting teachers and authority figures that aren't heroes because of... y'know,"

"No, we don't know," Inko cut in, "What happened to my baby boy?" The whold group turned to face her.

"I'm sorry," They all chorused before Todoroki spoke, "If Izuku wants to tell you, he will tell you, we won't break his trust or faith so easily," Mina wondered why Midoriya's mom recoiled at the group words before her gut sank. Midoriya had really been through some shit hadn't he? Yet he'd done everything in his power to be the best person he could be. It only made her angrier at Ochako. Class A's resident sunshine boy had done everything in his power to be the best boyfriend he could before the Sport's festival, brought flowers, presents, devoted whole days to spending time with her. Hell he'd even let her join in on his hellish regime, making it easier for her to handle it. Only for the brunette to go behind his back with who Mina could only assume was his childhood tormentor. Her fingers dug into her palms as she balled her fists. A hand rested on her shoulder.

"Don't worry Mina, he's okay now," Hatsume reassured her with a smile,

"I know, it's Ochako that shouldn't be," She whispered back, "I just, I... I hate people like that but at the same time, what on earth could Midoriya have done for that? Did he do anything to deserve it? Or is Ochako just a heartless, backstabbing ass that's been playing the sweet innocent dummy the whole time?"

"Who knows?" Melissa shrugged, "But here's a better question, even if she has been, who cares?" Mina stared into the middle ground. The video started up again

"Thanks for listening to that one and thanks to Aizawa sensei for teaching me how to drive, even if it took me a while to learn," Izuku chuckled nervously,"This next one goes out to a resident pink alien lover, I knew from the moment I saw you that no-one had told you how stunning you really are, of course being with Ochako I couldn't, but if you're watching this, it means that I can actually come clean and say you deserve somebody that appreciates how beautiful you are, inside and out," Her heart twisted even more with regret. The screen changed to show Mina being recorded.

"I remember this, it was literally just after our performance in the school festival," She leant forwards, "My siblings were so excited to meet him, I had to make up an excuse just to help him escape,"

The greenette admitted, a slight bit breathless

She had of course been sceptical at the time, her brother not one to speak of praise

The screen changed to Izuku sitting on a barstool as he plucked a guitar,

"Well? He said, there's nothing like your smile, sort of subtle, and perfect, and real,

He smiled at the camera, singing as he walked down a busy street.

The scene changed back to Mina, who'd just heard a handful of clearly exaggerated compliments. Yet she still blushed and smiled.

She squirmed on film slightly,

Izuku seemed surprised at her question before Mina tried to quickly change topics, only for Izuku to cut her off, his own rambling out pacing hers.

"Mina smiled both on screen and in person as the video continued.

Mina reacted to something compeletly different Izuku had said at the time.

Back on the street, Izuku appeared coming up onto a bridge

He hit a gentle high note as he walked back to the barstool,

"But we're a million worlds apart, and I don't know how I would even start,

if I could tell her, if I could," The lights around him faded to black, the video getting paused once again. Nobody spoke for several minutes. Mina realized that she had begun crying at some point in the song and wiped her eyes.

"You okay?" Katsumi put a hand on her knee.

"I, y-yeah, I'm... I'm fine," Mina continued wiping her face, "I just... I wasn't expecting that,"

"I don't think any of us were to be honest," Kendo seemed to be near tears herself, "I mean hot damn, that was,"

"Beautiful," Shiozaki finished, "I, well I, it was incredible, he wanted to say such things to you, but held back because he was in a relationship, doomed though it may have been, he tried to remain faithful while figuring out a way to confess his thoughts,"

"It is rather a smart contingency," Shishida nodded, "He remains faithful during the relationship while making these, almost confessional tapes, then when the last straw breaks, he can spend time finding himself while also coming clean to the rest of us, finding closure for himself while keeping us all informed of his true feelings," The chatter died down as the third song played.

"This one is one is for someone else I know that needs to be reminded of how beautiful she is, a lot of people may not be able to see you Toru, but one day you'l find the guy that knows all your tells,"

"Ah wha? A, song f-f-for me?" The invisible girl mumbled, "But I," She was hushed by the IzuKrew, Melissa and Mei both writing notes in their books. A piano started up again.

"Man, he plays that a lot huh?" Tokage grinned,

"It's because it was the first one he learned how to play," Katsumi answered in a split second, "Katsuki and I wanted to be loud and violent, so we went for drums, Izuku was more gentle, capable of being support or taking the spotlight," The room at large shushed the conversation before Izuku's voice wafted through the speakers.

"I try to find the words when you walk by," He sat at a grand piano, singing in the dark while a ballerina danced under the spotlight.

"Who?"

"I thought that was reheasal!" Toru was suddenly stood up, "He said that Mina had given him some music to play so I could learn the dance, god, no wonder I was confused when we didn't actually do it,"

The camera changed to a bird's eye view of a busy street, everyone trying to find Midoriya in the crowd.

"You've got a light that never seem to fade,

Once again Toru was back dancing as a ballerina on stage, this time the camera caught more of Izuku's face as he smiled longingly at the dancing figure.

This time the camera panned up to see Izuku sat above the crowd, sitting on an air duct.

"Notice, notice, notice me," Toru stopped dancing on the stage, Izuku standing to clap as the camera faded to black. A gentle applause from the audience as Tokage nudged Toru,

"Well, was that enough or have you not seen him yet?" An indignant squawk as the invisible girl was brought from her stupor.

"I, I... yeah I have,"

"So that's four girls with an exclusive tribute song, one for Iida, a feature song for Todoroki and his family and a tribute to Aizawa sensei, who do we think is next?" There were several loud calls, people voiting for themselves, people voting for others. Nobody could guess what came next though, as Izuku adjusted the camera before sitting down once again. He spun in his desk chair and sighed.

"So, this one is hard to say, because I know what she did, I know who she did, I even know when she started but what I may never know is why she did it, why she chooses to lead me on, but part of me doesn't want to know, part of me doesn't care, she made her decision and now she has to stick with it, meanwhile I'm here going to sleep with questions about how I wasn't good enough, there's a few songs in here for me and me alone, to help me come to understand that no, I am good enough and she's not worth it, any of it, all of it, so Midoriya Izuku, when you listen back to these, when you finally get around to editing these little monlogues out, just remember that this one,

this one is for you," Everybody waited with baited breath, immediately the music began. A quick montage of an abandoned beach, only the arcade had any life, with a queue down the side of the building. Izuku sat playing the drums with headphones in, the gym around him empty.

"Have you seen my heads? Just look at 'em shake," He was driving down the highway in the night, laughing with someone in the passenger seat as the camera sat in the back bench behind them.

"Tuning a guitar in his room, his mouth moved silently as he spoke to someone off screen. A gift was put on his knee, getting him to pause and look at it before staring at the giver. The instrumental continued until he was back at the drums.

"Mhm but have you seen my heart? H ave you seen how it bleeds?

This time he was playing a video game with Hitoshi and Todoroki, all of them with their tongues poked out in concentration. Iida, Hatsume, Tokoyami and Melissa asat playing a board game behind them.

Izuku stood alone, biting his lip and his played the guitar solo. Suddenly he lifted the guitar and played it behind his head.

"Where you used to be, here with me," As he finished on the drumkit, the video changed to him strumming the final chords, letting it ring out as he took the guitar off and laid it down. The camera rested on the floor, watching his feet walk away from the bottom of the guitar. A picture floated to the ground as it burned. The camera changed to show it was a picture of Midoriya and Ochako smiling togther. Her face and head burnt away first, leaving a flaming picture of Izuku as the camera faded to black. 

"That's the end of this disc folks, sorry but you're going to need to put number three in now, I won't tell y'all what to expect, but I'm going to keep recording these little tidbits for before and after songs, I might use them, I might not, either way you'll know which song is about who, at least I hope so, anyways, that's a bit less time you have to wait now, hopefully I won't be gone much longer than the run time of my whole collection, I'll see you guys soon, alright?" The audio crackled as the disc reached the finish and began again. Aizawa once again reached for the player, everybody getting up for the brief intermission.

Chapter Text

Itsuka Kendo remained thoughtful as the large group all went off to take their respective breaks. The IzuKrew plus Jirou and Ashido were going to restock on drinks and food again. The teachers were conversing with both Midoriya's mom and Bakugo's parents, trying to solve the mystery of just how much Midoriya suffered. Honestly Itsuka had been concerned when Vlad King-sensei had woken them all up and told them to get dressed and join him at 1-A dorms. Erazer-sensei had kicked the door in and she only got more worried. Then of course the girls except Jirou had all come down comforting a crying Uraraka. The purplette not hiding her anxiety very well as she probed the issue. The class B president nearly scoffed with Iida when they relaid the claim Midoriya had cheated. Trying to agree why they were in 1-A dorms with her class, Itsuka nearly got whiplash as the words came out of Iida's mouth.

"Are you sure is wasn't Bakugo's ceiling?" All of 1-B froze as they processed the implications of the question. Jirou went green as everybody else remained silent. Erazer-sensei had dragged Bakugo down like a petulant toddler and put on the CD. Her gut and heart sank for Midoriya when the video played. She nearly cried at the first song because she understood. She'd had a boyfriend cheat on her back in near the end of highschool.

Shit sucked.

And she'd thrown herself into her friend group, feeling as if none of them would ever understand. The isolation, self-depriciation that turned into self-loathing. Itsuka had felt like there was no point in trying to do anything with herself anymore, ready to just accept a minimum wage job stacking shelves and wallow in her self-pity. It had taken her months to get over it, Midoriya had tried to save Bakugo twice during the camp disaster and that was only weeks after the sports festival. If Itsuka had been in his place, she would've just smiled and waved, hell she would've pushed her ex-boyfriend to them as well. The fact Midoriya still had the drive to be a hero after something like that was impressive, admirable. His musical talent certainly didn't hurt either. "Tokage stop day dreaming," Monoma's snapping fingers brought both grils from their train of thought. 

"Are you feeling okay Monoma?" Itsuka looked at the blond, "I mean we've been in class A's dorm for twenty something minutes and you haven't said anything about a one A cuck or cheating A bitch proving the class just want attention,"

"I may be antagonistic Kendo, but I'm not an asshole," He admitted, not meeting her eye, "I, you know, after our joint training before the war, Vlad-sensei told me that it was probably a good idea to go and see Hound Dog, after the war it he said I had even more reason to, I've been there weekly ever since it ended," The class appeared mildly stunned, "I, I was trying to keep it to myself, for the exact reason Hound Dog is trying to help me with, I, I don't, I'm one of five children, the third actually, dead middle, I have no milestones, the eldest is always the first to do something, the youngest mean all of us have grown up, I, even at home I feel like second-best, so when I was put into class B, I was mad, even at university, a place I chose to go, I earned a place at, I was still second best, at least, that's how I felt in the beginning," He shrugged, "So I antagonized them, without thinking about it, I put them down to try and win a fight only I was imagining and I was seeing, I ran into Midoriya at Hound Dog's office, antagonized him about looking down at me going for help,"

"It didn't go well?"

"That depends on how you see it," Monoma rubbed the back of his head, "I, Midoriya gave me the flatest face I've ever seen, so unimpressed it would make my father try and get his approval, and he told me that getting help is nothing to be ashamed of, that he'd just finished his own session and belitting me for it would make him no better than the people that put him there, not to mention a hypocrite," A heavy sigh, "He offered me a hand, a chance to make amends, not with the whole class, because he knew that would be a big ask, at the time I didn't know what the list of names had in common but, after today I now know that it was the IzuKrew he listed,"

"He didn't mention Uraraka?"

"Hell no, I asked him about making amends with his girlfriend, he laughed and said he didn't care, he literally told me to fire away,"

"And that didn't strike you as odd?"

"Oh no, it did, in fact my natural assumption was that she'd done something to cause him to seek therapy, but he didn't ask why I was there so I didn't ask him, the least I could do after he spoke with me was be respectful,"

"Never thought I'd see the day," Kuriro snarked, Monoma just chuckled,

"After that he occasionally invited me to join their group on a hang out session,"

"Is that why you kept disappearing every now and then?" He nodded at Itsuka's question.

"When I did agree, Midoriya would meet me on my balcony, carrying me and the bag of snacks or games I packed with the tentacle part of his quirk and fly over to his room, we'd either hang out in his room and play games or sneak onto the roof where the others were waiting, it was all very fun,"

"So you're not going antagonize them all anymore?"

"The IzuKrew, no, the rest of them though," He wobbled his hand, "Especially Bakugo and Uraraka," Everyone nodded, "I believe Izuku would be fine with if we 'fired away' at the couple as it were," The class nodded before a voice cut through the noise.

"Back already?" Iida spat, the room turned to see Uraraka and Bakugo stood at the door, caught like deer in headlights. Clearly they had been planning to sneak past the group while they watched the CDs. Itsuka was about to march up to Uraraka when Monoma grabbed her wrist. A glance his way and he shook his head, pointing back to the other girls of 1-A. Ashido broke from the IzuKrew and stalked over to them, Iida not far behind her. Everyone watched on as the pink woman backhanded the brunette something fierce. Bakugo opened his mouth to shout when Iida's fist struck his jaw. Itsuka could swear she saw some teeth fall onto the floor. Shaking the hand he used to punch, his other restrained Mina from assaulting Ochako further. "I have been waiting literal months to do that Bakugo, and if Izuku hadn't been able to talk them down, I guarantee the others would've done it too," Bakugo tch'ed.

"Like Deku's useless extra friends could do fu-mph," Bakugo growled as a grey scarf gagged him.

"Ooh let me expel him, lord let me,"

"I'm afraid that you can't Aizawa, currently all of his incidents have all been marked as adequetly punished, simply enabling someone to cheat on their partner does not constitute expulsion, morally? It's despicable but rule wise? There's nothing I'm afraid, but then again, you know all about getting away with abusing someone, don't you Bakugo?" Nezu smiled dangerously, "However we can transfer them both to class B, in the interest of their continued health after the reactions of Miss Ashido and Mister Iida,"

"What? Why the fuck can't you move shitty Deku?!" Bakugo barked, pulling the capture tape from his head.

"All those in class A that wish to have Midoriya leave their class, please raise your hand?" Nobody moved, "Those who wish to have Bakugo and Uraraka leave their class?" Every hand in the class rose.

"Um, Dean Nezu?" Itsuka rose her hand, "Not to question you or anything, but do we have to swap out two students? Those two aren't exactly favourites in our class either,"

"I understand the objection Miss Kendo, I do, however I have no other alternatives, they have not done anything to constitute expulsion nor anything enough to justify removing them from the Hero course, believe me when I say I'd do either for Bakugo if I had the chance,"

"What?! But I didn't fuckin-,"

"Hey Bakugo," Hitoshi called out, grinning at the blond, "Why don't you see if this is all a bad dream and take a swan dive off the roof? I mean, you said Izuku could get a quirk like that if he tried, maybe it'd work for your personality,"

"What did,"

"Shitty Deku, as you call him," Camie interrupted, "Told us everything about you Bakugo, how you had to prove you were better than some quirkless kid in school, that whenever he got higher on a test than you, you'd spend lunch hunting him down and beating him up and when you'd send him home bruised because you did the same thing after school, and that's not even touching the fact he wanted to be a hero, like every other kid does,"

"We don't mind pulling him from UA," Mitsuki growled, "Maybe Shiketsu can straighten him out,"

"Or maybe we can just send him to a not hero university Mitsuki?" Masaru Bakugo spoke up, "Quirk aside he has neither the attitude nor the reasons to be a hero,"

"Masa-,"

"You know I've been against it from the start, right? Letting him protect people? I've watched him at every sport event he's ever done, 'die' is not a good idea for a hero, nor is assaulting an opponent after a match has finished, or behaving like such a rabbid animal that he needs to be chained a muzzled for the protection of people around him, you saw him at the sports festival Mitsuki, I think it's high time you stopped trying to live through Katsuki because he can do what you never could," Silence reigned for several minutes as everybody tried to compute what had just happened. Even Inko Midoriya stared in shock, "And mark my words Katsuki Bakugo, you will be leaving this class, if not the university entirely, and then you and I are going to have a talk before I drag you down to the station myself, am I clear?"

"What the fu-,"

"Am I clear young man?" Katsuki Bakugo looked paler than a sheet of paper, staring as beads of sweat dripped down the sides of his frozen face. He could only just nod at his father before going to walk to the stairs, "And where do you think you're going now? You're staying here until this CD is finished, then your teachers and I will be having a chat,"

"Holy shit," Katsumi mumbled to the students around her, "Dad never busts out the young man unless he's getting to levels of pissed even Mom can't touch," That thought scared Itsuka, it was no secret that Mitsuki Bakugo's anger was enough to quell Katsuki's but the mere idea that there was an anger strong enough to overpower that, well, she was just glad that Masaru wasn't her dad right now. Even Monoma gulped.

"Well," Nezu began, poking the terse silence, "Now that we have a solution to that, we must still discuss who to swap Miss Uraraka with,"

"Monoma?" Itsuka volunteered, "Apparently the IzuKrew recognize him as a quasi-member?" The group looked among themselves before nodding.

"He's chill," Hitoshi agreed, "But Izuku wouldn't let him leave class B,"

"Why not?" Kuroiro snapped,

"Because guys, I get along well with Midoriya and the IzuKrew, the two of us are the bridge between our classes during interclass activities, if I moved to class A, there'd be a limited connection, Midoriya and I both know that we're the reasons our classes are starting to get along,"

"What about Kendo then?" Komori raised a hand,

"What about me?" Itsuka looked to her,

"Well, you're the class president, so you already get along with Iida and Yaoyorozu, if Iida is cool with you, so is the IzuKrew and the girls will make sure you don't feel left out,"

"B-but like you said, I'm class president, I can't just,"

"It's alright Prez, I'm sure I can handle it, or Monoma can just take over, having guys from the same social group representing would help unite our classes," Tokage smiled, placing a reassuring hand on her arm.

"I," Itsuka tried to argue, "But I, you guys,"

"Plus look at it this way, now we know the green bean has a car, you'll finally have someone to talk mechanics with," She just sighed and rolled her eyes,

"Fine, fine, but this doesn't excuse you from that spa day you owe me,"

"I'll make good on it, promise," Nezu clapped his hands,

"Wonderful, now that we settled the matters, I will attend to the paperwork this evening, now Aizawa, I believe you've already swapped to CD three?" A quick nod, "Then let's begin,"

"Hey e'rybody, this is CD three, if I remember the order right, it should've been a song for me, now for the first one on this track, we got another tribute song, this one goes out to my boy Neito Monoma, twice a week, once month,"

"What does that mean?" Itsuka leant over to him as he smirked

"It was a deal we made together, I go to Hound Dog twice a week and we have a drive-thru night once a month as one of our hang outs, now, just listen," Midoriya began singing as he left a train station.

"Hello, hello, I'm not where I'm supposed to be" Midoriya paused on the street as he saw a reflection of his younger self. It was clearly just an cropped and cut video, but it still blended quite realistically.

After dismissing the reflection Midoriya had kept walking, until he saw it again in a shop window. This time he did stop, waving a hand and getting his reflection to do the same. He hopped on the spot before his child self ran off.

"Goodbye, goodbye, I said to my bestest buds," He began chasing his reflection down the street, catching glimpses of it on each window.

His reflection passed by on a car door, Midoriya quickly climbing into a cab, pointing to the car to follow it.

He chased his reflection through the city, sometimes barely missing it as he rounded a corner. A montage began of close calls.

"It was now night time, Midoriya was just wandering the streets, looking defeated as he scratched his head

Sitting down at a park bench, Midoriya looked into the sky completely giving up.

Looking down at his feet, the young reflection waved back at him with a smile,

Midoriya looked around in glee before standing up. Dancing to the music.

"Can I finally feel something again? How's it go again?" Midoriya sat back down with a sigh and looked at his reflection.

 The younger Midoriya gave a final was as he faded back to show the present-aged version of him. Back round noise played as the camera caught a child Midoriya standing up from the bench and running off camera.

"Woah, how'd they get that?" Tetsutetsu cried,

"I helped," Eri raised a hand, "Papa wanted to show me my quirk wasn't scary, so he let me use it on him for the music video! Grampy was there in case something went wrong though," She added quietly,

"But nothing did Eri," Iida smiled to her, a hand stretched out. The small child beamed and charged over for a hug.

"No, nothing did Uncle Tenya!" She squeezed him tightly. A lot of people cooed at the sight.

"So, now I've got the song out of the way, Neito, what are you waiting for? Go sit with the IzuKrew, you're a part of it after all! I know you didn't join them at the start, so go now," Monoma just laughed quietly before moving seats. Now he sat on the outside of the group, next to Todoroki who was on Iida's left, with Tokoyami next and Melissa and Utsushimi on his right. Katsumi put herself next, as far away from her family, especially Katsuki, as possible. Hatsume sat on the far left of the group, in control of the dispersal of snacks while being able to quietly fidget with a Rubik's cube. Itsuka smiled before leaning back in her seat to watch the screen.

"This next one goes to another IzuKrew member, Melissa Shield, I may have a quirk, but you know how late it came in, so from one person who suffered to another, this one is for you," He appeared dressed in a marching band uniform as a piano played gently.

"I've been locked in a locker, I was picked last in soccer," The stage behind him illuminated as he twirled a baton. Fake stars glittered in the air as a crescent moon hung above his head.

The melody calmed down again, the light zooming back into Midoriya as he stopped dancing and lifted the microphone again.

"I've been kicked down in the dirt I pretend that it don't hurt," The stage came back to life, this time clouds chugged slowly across the stage as well, the cardboard background also moved with the song.

"Cause we are the freaks, we are the freaks," The lights all turned off at once with the instruments. The IzuKrew were now on their feet applauding, Melissa seemed genuinely touched. Itsuka looked around and saw Masaru holding his son by the upper arm as he pat a hand to his thigh, trying to clap one handed. Uraraka was also being held, wrapped tightly in Erazerhead's capture scarf.

"You know no matter what Mel, I'll never forget my roots and I won't leave you behind, now this next one, this one is for another Class B'er, the queen of tease herself, let's see how you feel when the turntables Miss Tokage,"

"W-what? He's got one for me?" She blushed, Itsuka laughed,

"You're not embarrassed are you Tokage?" 

"N-no... j-just surprised,"

"Sure, sure," Izuku sat in another suit, this time without a wasitcoat, leaning back on a seat. He appeared to be in some night club. Tokage gasped, 

"I remember this!" She pointed suddenly, "I was so surprised to see him at a place like that,"

"Ooh, I remember too," Hatsume sat straighter, "We'd all gone out to celebrate New Years," The other IzuKrew nodded in affirmation. "We recorded this on our phones,"

"M-m-m-m-m-m-more than meets the eye, to tell the truth would be a lie," He began clapping as he sang, smiling to the crowd.

Stopping his claps, he gestured to the crowd, trying to hype them up. Eventually people began to dance together slowly as he sang.

"There's a girl stuck on repeat, plays in my mind won't let me sleep,"

The crowd around the dancers, including the occassional IzuKrew member clapped along with him.

"He stepped down off the stage, mic still in hand as Tokage began tapping her foot in giddiness.

The camera recorded him offering the other student a hand and dragging her into the centre of the floor.

Somehow he managed to coax her into dancing with him in front of everyone as he sang, the rest of the area joining in.

"And she's just my type, oh yeah she's just my type," Tokage sat back on her seat as the club was about to give a standing ovation. The recording cut as Midoriya turned around to the stage. The viewing party however, continued to clap, several people whistling as well. Itsuka double checked and saw both Bakugo and Uraraka were still caught, forced to watch his tapes. Bakugo remained scowling, trying to wrench free from his father's grasp. Uraraka however looked mortified after three songs, beads of sweat over pale skin and unmoving, misty eyes. Itsuka wasn't sure if she was embarassed or ashamed or whatever, but she still bit back the scoff before looking away again.

"And yes, just so everyone is clear, I did tell Uraraka about the plan for the night, I also told her the next day about the impromptu recording because I was half drunk, however I'm not sure she cared or even registered anything I said because she spent the night in Bakugo's bed, Katsuki's I mean, at least I'm pretty sure that's where she was, because she wasn't in our bed when I came back to the dorms,"

"See, now it makes sense why she didn't join the girl's slumber party," Jirou pointed out, Yaoyorozu nodding with her. "Even the girls in class B managed to come," Itsuka paused,

"Oh yeah, that's right," She pointed, "I completely forgot about that, jeez that was a conspicuous move wasn't it?" The former class B president knew she was rubbing salt onto the wound but she didn't really care, giving Uraraka a side eye full of loathing before turning back to the screen.

"Alrighty, this is the last one before you flip the CD, so why not make this side a non-A special? This last track goes out to a certain ginger mechanic I know, when I get back we should talk shop, I've learned a thing or two I could show you and I'd love to take a look at that Davidson you keep," Itsuka hid her shock carefully, trying to not let the blush show on her face. The guitar started up as Izuku sat on top of his car strumming his guitar.

"One, two, one, two, three, four, I've been feeling so small,

A sudden change as he drove down the highway, camera fixed to the dashboard in front of him.

He pulled into a fuel station, getting recorded as he moved to the pump. After moving into the station, he grabbed bags of snacks.

"Climbing back in his car, he sung to the camera again,

"Lay my troubles to rest, blow the smoke through my cigarette,

The camera changed to him racing along the highway, staying on the outside lane as he cruised past all manner of vehicles. An orange glow as the sun began to set.

"Time shifted from dusk to night as he kept driving, the city flickering into night life behind him.

His car pulled over on the side of a hill, Midoriya climbing out of it as the camera faced him.

"Nothing can break me, no, no, nothing can break me," He walked past the camera, putting his hands in his pockets, it followed him to see the city sprawl underneath him, glowing like gemstones under the twinkling night sky. It faded to black as the music stopped.

"Damn, I really have to get him to take me on a drive sometime," Tokage muttered, "He must know all the best spots!"

"There was one time he made us all get ready and did two trips to take us all camping over the weekend," Todoroki rubbed his chin, "I think Melissa got shotgun out of her, Tenya, Fumikage and Mei, while Er got shotgun when he drove me, Katsumi and her down,"

"Mhm!" Eri nodded, "We got McDonalds for breakfast!" She cheered, "Can we go camping again soon Uncle Sho? Please, pretty please?"

"We'll have to ask your Papa Eri, but I'm sure we can all convince him," He nodded,

"Yaay!" Jumping from Iida to Todoroki to hug him, they all heard the CD player close again.

"Onto the next list," Nezu cheered as the Tv popped to life.

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"Welcome to the second side of disc three y'all, this one is actually going to have more Izuku songs on it, but I can say for sure it's got a feature and a tribute, I think we'll start with the feature track first, place your bets on who it could be everbody," Nezu paused the CD and looked around. Itsuka was still mentally reeling from hearing a song he'd preformed for her. There was also Tokage's points, in that moving to 1-A meant she finally had someone to talk shop to and if she could become part of the IzuKrew, the green bean could take her on a ride to all the best places around the city. While Aizawa had flipped over the CD, his capture scarf had loosened on Uraraka. Despite the freedom the brunette hadn't bolted like a horse, instead meekly and mutely complying with Toshinori-sensei and taking a seat. Katsuki Bakugo on the other hand was currently strapped down to a chair with duct tape and handcuffs. His parents sat nearby, discussing the possibility of having Katsuki removed from the course while also debating whether or not it was a good idea to allow All for One to remove his quirk. The villain was also there, offering to simply give Erazerhead a secondary quirk that would let him disable Katsuki's quirk for several minutes without constant watching. Toshinori was staunchly against letting All for One near a student, "Even if it is Young Bakugo,". He was definitely against letting a teacher and friend, "We're not friends, aquaintences at best," near the man. Meanwhile Monoma had quickly rejoined class B with hushed whispers.

"Tenya wants to bet five-thousand yen he could get Bakugo gagged with duct tape, chances?"

"That's a suckers bet, watch this," She got up from her chair and walked over to the blonde, "So, any idea why they've had to strap you down?"

"Do I look like I fuckin' know why those shitty fuckin' extras tied me down Manhands?" Not letting the insult reach her, she smiled and leant down.

"It's because Bakugo, when you behave like a rabid animal, you get treated like a rabid animal, okay?" And with that she skipped back to her seat as Bakugo screeched obscenities at her.

"RIGHT, THAT IS ENOUGH!" Masaru bellowed as he stood up, swiping the duct tape from Erazer's hand. A large swath was ripped off and forcefully put over Bakugo's mouth. "And if you don't fix your attitude and language, that's not coming off," The blond student just stared in silent shock, a tiny hint of fear in his eyes. "Glad to see you ears still work after all that babyish screaming," Sitting back down, Masaru took a deep breath, "I am sorry everyone, it appears that after my patience ran out earlier, I have yet to recollect it,"

"That's fine," Most mumbled in response, not wishing to catch the man's ire. With Bakugo now muffled, Nezu ended the conversations and allowed the recording to play.

"I'll give you some buzz time ready, ten, nine, eight, threetwoone! Sorry I got bored, but if you said this tracks feature was none other than the illustrious Camie Utsushimi, you'd be correct!"

"Heck yeah, it's my time peeps," Utsushimi fist bumped, "Better get your ears ready cause this is sweet," The screen popped to life, Midoriya and Utsushimi both walking down the street, completely unaware of the other. Izuku whistled softly as a xylophone played. The dual screen showed them both sitting down at a cafe, neither visible in the others camera. He was about to talk to the waiter when he and Utsushimi caught eyes, the view points finally combined to show them sat at opposite ends of the cafe patio.

"Hey pretty stranger, I think you look cute,

His eyes flicked back as he watched her sit on her phone.

Her eyes met his with a smirk,

"I'll take you on a date, are you free Saturday?"  Hesitantly Izuku got up and walked over to her table, their mouths moved but clearly their noise had been removed for the song. He sat down at the table with a small smile.

The two began talking animatedly, laughing and smiling silently. Izuku gestured as a question was asked, Utsushimi thought for a moment before smiling and her phone was pulled from her pocket.

Izuku flicked his head to the side and the two got up, the greenette leave a wad of bills on the table as they walked away.

Utsushimi was laughing as she pulled him through a farmer's market, Izuku lifted her arm and twirled her around as they stopped.

The scene changed to see them sat at a classy restaurant, still laughing and smiling together as they ate.

Izuku was now driving Utsushimi somewhere, stopping to climb out of the car and help her out.

He let her hold his arm as he walked her to the door of her dorms, giving a final smile and wave as she closed the door.

"You do too, I like you," The greenette sat in his car, clearly letting out a breath of relief, he smiled at his phone. A quick change of view revealed Utsushimi had put her name 'Camie' in his phone with a single winking kiss emoji in the chat. The video went black.

"Wow Camie, I didn't know you could sing like that, I for sure thought you'd go for a rap or something," Shoto smirked,

"Man, I really wanted to, but Izuku said that this would be better and it totes is, I mean OMG, his editing is amazeballs,"

"Wait, does Midoriya really make his own videos?" Itsuka raised an eyebrow, "He doesn't like, pay a guy or something?"

"Nope," Iida shook his head, "He basically just gets the drone to record the shots he wants and adds the music later, it's not perfect but it works, as for the two different perspectives," He leant towards Hatsume,

"I've made him a dozen of those camera drones! Those babies work like nothing else!" She grinned, "He even helped me making them which is just, the best,"

"There you are Camie, you can stop being restless and worrying I didn't add your song in, now the next one is one for me, I did this one just after the Sports Festival, before the IzuKrew banded together for me, it... it was a low point, but without further ado, here you go," A soft acoustic began playing, Izuku faced himself in a dimly lit mirror, bare arms shaking with pale white skin.

"Save me from misery, can you save my broken soul?" He scrubbed the sink clean of a red fluid Itsuka hoped wasn't blood, but judging from the bloody razor blade near the tap, she was wrong.

numbered are my days now," Bandaging his arms up, the greenette slipped a long sleeve shirt on before leaving the bathroom. Erazer-sensei, Toshinori-sensei and Nezu all made a note, Inko Midoriya simply went into catatonic shock, neither Mitsuki or Masaru Bakugo could find words. Even the IzuKrew didn't know what to say.

"Ooh, tell the reaper that I'm sorry, I never wanna harm me," He walked out of his room, past Katsuki's ajar door, revealing an empty room, he continued to the lift, simply standing as the doors closed.

Izuku put on a fake smile as he walked through the dorms, the camera in his hand catching him say something to someone out of frame.

not my time don't wanna go, ooh, whoa, ooh, whoa," As he left the dorms, he looked up to the wall of windows. Only Uraraka's was on as two figures could be seen sihlouetted against the curtains. Izuku just turned and walked into the trees. The video cut out immediately leaving the group reeling.

"H-how long h-has he," Inko stammered out. Tenya took off his glasses to wipe his eyes.

"Y-years," Hitoshi choked, "We, he, I...." Itsuka's stomach dropped, "I, he told us things got hard, he said that he'd stopped after getting into UA, after meeting All Might but, but we didn't,"

"He said it was a low point," Hatsume mumbled, eyes focusing on the distance, "Of course he'd fall back to the only thing he knew would dull the pain,"

"Y-y-years?" Inko Midoriya froze, turning to Katsuki, "Y-you, y-you d-did t-this," Katsuki just growled behind the tape. Masaru ripped it off his face without pause.

"FUCKING OW!" He barked out, "Like I said, if Deku can't handle a little pain he shouldn't fucking be here!"

"Pain?" Todoroki weakly echoed as he got out of his seat, "Pain?! You call that pain? I'LL SHOW YOU PAIN YOU FUCKING BASTARD!!" Iida and Hitoshi both had to hold him back by his ice side and fire burned from his hand. He reached out to try and burn Bakugo, struggling against his friends. "YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT THE WORD STRUGGLE MEANS YOU SILVER STREAK SHITSTAIN SUICIDE SUGGESTING SPACE-WASTING SHITHEAD!!" Erazer-sensei also began restraining his student "HOW ABOUT I BURN MY HAND ONTO YOUR SHOULDER OR YOUR GUT? AND THEN WE'LL SEE IF YOU CAN HANDLE 'A LITTLE' PAIN'!!!" 

"Shoto, calm down," Hitoshi pleaded

"I AM CALM!!"

"Shoto, stop!" Iida barked, digging his heels into the carpet, "He's not worth it! Don't give him the attention!" The fire slowly petered out, everyone else letting out a breath of relief. "He's just not worth the expulsion,"

"Izuku changes behind a locker door because of him Tenya! Bakugo himself might not be worth it, but Izuku is," They remained in a struggle for a few more seconds, "Fine, fine, you're right, if I got expelled Izuku would blame himself,"

"The fuck you mean he's worth it?!" Bakugo barked, "Fucking Deku ain't worth sh-,"

WHAM

Everyone balked as Todoroki had begun to move, only for Erazer-sensei to literally beat him to the punch. The pro-hero struck with enough force to knock Bakugo's chair over. He rubbed his wrist as he stared,

"You can't hit my son!" Mitsuki barked,

"Oh, but HE CAN SCAR MINE?!" Inko screamed, silencing the blond woman. Masaru coughed to quiet them both as Erazer-sensei towered over Bakugo.

"Do not talk about my students like that, now I expect there's a few people that can verify the scars," The entire IzuKrew, including Monoma raised their hands. Even Eri raised her little arm,

"Papa showed me his scars, to help me not hate mine," Itsuka would've thought the action cute had she not just heard the sickening reason behind them.

"Well, physically abusing another student to the point of permanent marking is certainly grounds for expulsion I think," Nezu chirped, "I guess the meeting after this CD is unneeded now,"

"You can't expel me, I'm the best damn,"

"Actually Bakugo," Erazer spat, "You were sixth academically and ninth physically without your quirk, that puts you a solid seventh in the class order," A feral smile, "Meaning UA isn't going to miss you, especially the Hero Course," The only people not humming in agreement were Mitsuki and Uraraka, the former because she was silently fuming towards Erazer-sensei as Masaru gripped her forearm, the latter simply because she'd stopped registering anything for a solid minute and a half by now. Eyes wide but pupils shrunken, somehow still sweating despite the ghostly pale and cold white of her skin. A heavy sigh over the speakers,

"I... Like I said, it was a bad time for me, I, there really wasn't any lower I could sink if I'm honest, but I'm better now, after Hosu I had Shoto and Tenya with me, we formed the start of the IzuKrew, I used any excuse to hang out with them and then Tokoyami joined after the camp incident, Mei snuck her way in during the internships, Camie came in after Shoto did the make up exam, Melissa just before Christmas... adn I guess Katsumi has always been a part of it really, I mean after we started UA we began hanging out again like we did when we were kids," The room listened on in a touched silence, "Speaking of kids, this next one is about some horrible kids, don't worry Kouta, Eri, not you two," The only children in the room cheered silently as their worries were soothed, "This is about kids I used to know," And with that the third song started, Izuku taking a deep breath as guitar played.

"Watch your step, around these words

Izuku stood on a dark stage, a light from beneath giving his face an eery look.

He leant into the microphone, eyes staring angrily into the camera, pictures of destroyed notebooks and ripped uniforms faded in and out on screen.

"A younger Izuku sat in the corner of his bed, head on his knees as notebooks burned in a steal bin.

"Picture this he was just a kid, not knowing where to begin," Most reeled back at the mere suggestion Midoriya could wish death upon anyone, even the IzuKrew had their eyes widen for a moment.

It cut back to Izuku, jumping as the lights all blared to light, showing off the stage with pictures and cut outs of what Itsuka could only assume were his previous tormentors burning away.

"Horrible kids, look what we did," The fires burnt out as the lights turned off, Izuku just looked away. Everyone stared blankly for a moment before looking at each other.

"Wait," Ojiro raised a hand, "Those last lines, he said what 'we' did, was, was Midoriya also a bully?"

"No," Iida shook his head, "Izuku didn't want anyone else to get hurt so he took as much as he could, it was mainly Bakugo bullying the rest so it was easy for him to protect the rest, but during High School he, well, he fell in with the wrong crowds,"

"Graffitied a school bathroom, TP'd a classroom in the night, swapped people's locker stuff around, harmless stuff that just made lives harder, it was his way of getting back," Katsumi explained, "Though there was one time, he," She put a hand to her mouth, "Oh god I almost forgot this one, Shoto, remember the story, while we were playing Mario Golf?"

"Hm?" He tilted his head, before realization crossed his face, "Oh my god yes! That was hilarious!"

"What, what did he do?" Toshinori pleaded,

"He- he," Katsumi burst into giggles, "Alright, context, so, pfft, one of, of the teachers, avid golfer, had a pf, bag of golf clubs in his, his class closet," She shook her head, chest wracking with giggles, "Now, I don't know how he did it, but, one day, Izuku comes into class way more worried than usual, looks the teacher dead, dead in the," Unable to finish her sentence as she broke into hysteria, Todoroki took a deep breath to explain,

"He burst into the classroom, looked the teacher dead in the eyes and said, ver batum, 'sir, something's wrong with the school maintenance cart, they've asked for you help,' teacher gets annoyed and leaves, the whole class follows him, Izuku kept to the far side, hurrying with them, they, hoo, okay, they get to the cart and, and, the golf clubs have all been, all been bent, to, ooh-kay, to form a, sign on top of the cart, that, mhm, that says, Mister Yosiba plays golf because, because it's the, the only, only time," Todoroki coughed befroe trying to continue, "Only time he can play his balls," He wheezes, "The whole school loses it, and the nickname Mister golf balls sticks with him like glue, eventually he couldn't even talk to students because they'd be called his caddie and everyone was making ball holding jokes," Katsuki is slamming her hand on the arm of her chair, kicking her feet as he finishes. Most of the other students also chuckle while Toshinori and Inko look mortified. Even Erazer-sensei cracks out a small smile. "But I mean, even I don't know the full extent of what he got up to," A small sigh, "I, I kinda avoided him after we started Middle School, it wasn't even a good reason but I did it," The other IzuKrew members jostled her,

"Doesn't matter now," Fumikage shook his head, "As Izuku would say 'you are here now, that is all that counts',"

"And we're back! Did you like that one? Pretty good wasn't it? Well if you liked that one you'll enjoy this one too, it's just a bit of a sad tone, but here we go," The piano began playing again, children screaming and playing in the background. Izuku appeared playing a piano in front of a field.

"I could have been a better brother, I could have been a better son,

Most were unsure of his drug confession, but all were wiping a tear as the scene changed to him playing a piano on a busy street corner.

"I could have been a better brother, I could have been a better friend,

Once again moving locations, he sat on top of a tower, playing piano as the sun set. Everyone blinked, some wiping their noses,

"You don't need to apologize for anything Young Midoriya," Toshinori-sensei muttered quietly, "You haven't done anything wrong,"

 Now he sat in the back garden of the dorms, Eri playing with the IzuKrew in the background.

"Now he sat in his old bedroom, playing at a keyboard on his desk instead of a piano.

Getting up from his seat, he left his room, closing the door behind him,

"But in the end I'm your only one," He moved into the living room of Inko's apartment, joining his mom, the IzuKrew and Eri in front of the sofa,

The video tapered off as everyone began snuggling together and laughing at the Tv. A light applause as the IzuKrew smiled and held each other. 

"And that concludes side one this time, I felt better after I got those off my chest, I hope they didn't upset any of you though, I can here Katsumi about to come drag me to the roof again so I'll end this recording now, the next monologue may sound different since I'm ordering a new mic, but anyways, I should sign off for now, so, bye," The speakers crackled before the audio died. Erazer-sensei removed the CD and put it back in the pack. Nezu clapped his paws.

"Alright, I believe that that is all we can get through today, shall we reconvene tomorrow for another three CDs?" A chorus of affirmatives, "Wonderful, now, Miss Uraraka, Bakugos, could you all come with me for a moment so that we can discuss paperwork, I'm afraid that your parents will also need to be called Miss Uraraka due to the nature of your enrolment and incident along with the fact they are a listed contact for you,"

"O-okay, I-I'll.... c-c-call them, n-n-now," She muttered, white as a sheet."

Miss Kendo, I shall need to talk to you about your transfer, if you could come to my office in say, five minutes? Will that be enough time for your parents to arrive Miss Uraraka?" A very numb nod

Y-yeah, sure, I-I can do that," Itsuka agreed

"Wonderful, then I shall see the rest of you tomorrow," Itsuka left with her class, Monoma remaining behind to hang with the IzuKrew for a while and help clean up. The transferring student leading the group. As they walked, she looked into the mid-day sky. Tokage had a point, Izuku did seem to know the best places in his videos. If he did, then he could be at any of them right now, stewing in his thoughts.

Maybe she should take a drive.

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Tsuyu Asui didn't know how to feel. On one hand she was relieved that Midoriya hadn't cheated on her (former) best friend, because despite her worst fears, the frog girl never have believed he could do such a thing. However on the flip side, Ocha Uraraka had been cheating on Midoriya, since the Sports Festival months ago and had been unaware he knew. She didn't support cheating, which is why she now chose to phase Uraraka out, which would be easy now she was swapping classes. In fact, Tsuyu was never a fan of subtly or snideness anyway. It was why she was such a 'cut through the bullshit' type of person. That's why she was currently doing what she was. Walking through the corridors of the dorm, she arrived at the stairs, ready to face Uraraka one final time. Until she heard a crash.

"Oops," Mina's voice carried no remorse, instead just vitriolic spite. Uraraka sighed from the stairway,

"Ashido, you said you'd be careful,"

"I guess I lied," Her voice was completely indifferent, "I'm surprised you can't tell, since you're so good at it,"

"Ashido,"

"She has a point, ribbit," 

"Tsu-,"

"Asui," The crestfallen look did not change Tsuyu's mind.

"Asui, do you need me to move out of the way?"

"No," She hummed, "I'm here to relieve Mina of her, ahem, duty, ribbit," The girls had agreed while Uraraka was meeting with her parents and Nezu that they would all try and help Uraraka move. If emotions ran too high then another would step in to replace her. This way there could be no arguements and Uraraka would still be out before the CDs were played. It seemed harsh but the reality of the situation was that she either left now or they waited for her to unbarricade her dorm door after they finished the  CDs. Nobody had the time, patience or energy for the latter, so the girls bit the bullet.

The same could not be said for Katsuki.

Given his volatile nature, he'd been escorted of campus with professional movers coming to collect his items. Tsuyu doubted it'd be a day before Masaru kicked his son out of the house. Digression aside, she looked at the brunette forlornly. "I know I,"

"You fucked up?" Tsuyu shook her head, "No Uraraka, what you did was far more than that, ribbit," Picking up one of the cardboard boxes and carrying it down the stairs, she didn't turn her head back. "You lied to me, you lied to the girls and most importantly, you lied to Midoriya,"

"I know, I get it, jeez,"

"Do you?" She accused, "Because it sounds like you just don't want to talk about it, ribbit,"

"I don't,"

"Tough shit," They reached the bottom of the stairs, Uraraka used her quirk to lift the other boxes, tying them all together with duct tape before carrying them like balloons. "Because before we get to one-B dorms, you're going to explain what the hell you were thinking, cheating on him at the festival and then leading him on for months, months Uraraka, he fought to save Bakugo knowing that's who you were screwing behind his back, his arm is permanently scarred because of what he did and you still didn't have the guts to tell him to his face or break it off with Bakugo, so no Uraraka, you don't get to not talk about it, because it's a load of horseshit and you know it, ribbit," They walked through the common area, everyone making a pointed effort to avoid, ignore or not interact with Uraraka. The brunette sighed,

"I, I don't," They reached the door, she paused reaching for the handle, "I don't know Asui, I just, after the fight, Katsuki, he, he walked alongside my stretcher to Recovery Girl's office, he was calmer than I'd ever seen him, some part of me just wanted to try and keep him like that, keep that quiet side of him out so that he could actually be friends with people,"

"So you decided to fuck him behind your boyfriend's back?!" Both girls turned to see Melissa, who'd been allowed to use Midoriya's room for the night, stood behind them. "He got a bit mushy gushy for a minute and that was enough to get you drop your pants?"

"Shield I,"

"No! No you don't get to act like the defeated heroine here Uraraka, you didn't try and do something good or balance two lives, you cheated on one of the most incredible men I have ever met, with a walking talking toddler of a bomb,"

"Melissa, please," Tsuyu lifted a hand, keeping the box pressed to her stomach, "I've got this,"

"I respect that Asui, I really do, but you're not the only one that wants answers, hell if Izuku's ever going to be himself again, he fucking needs them," The visitor put her best foot forwards, "So Uraraka, why wasn't he good enough?"

"He was, he was more than good enough," Uraraka quietly admitted, "He'd always give me time, whenever I asked him to be there he was, when I was worried or felt low he was there, Katsuki... he had a more reactive method but at the same time, he didn't treat me like a flower, he let me be tough, Midoriya was always there telling me it'd be okay but he never told me to actually deal with it,"

"He wasn't supposed to," Toru snapped from the sofa, "He isn't your father, he's not there to tell you what to do, he was there to support you in your decisions, not make them for you," A tense silence, "Tell me, when you actually started to deal with or solve the problem, which one of them actually helped you do it? When you were crippled with anxiety which one of them got you back up and running right? Because I don't think I've ever seen Bakugo help anyone with anything, let alone someone in a fragile mental state, oh, wait, he just likes to put people in them instead,"

"I, he's, it's not," The door creaked open behind them,

"He's not what Uraraka?" Iida's voice was so cold it nearly sent Tsuyu into hibernation, "Because if you even imply that the self obsessed asshat has not left scars, both mental and physical on my friend, then I suggest you check if your head is screwed on right, and you better get your senses checked because clearly you missed everything he did and said yesterday," Uraraka flinched when he stressed the 'my' in his speech, refusing to look him in the eye.

"He was calming down, getting better,"

"Getting better?" He scoffed, "Don't make me laugh Uraraka, did you not see how he had to be restrained like some rabid dog? How he's continuously insulted and belitted not just Izuku but everyone in the class? The derogatory names he'd give everyone? He tried to kill Izuku in our first practical lesson and when the exams rolled around, he was prepared to fail just to make sure Izuku did too, then he failed the licensing exam, let's not go into how he had to be chained and muzzled to stop him from assaulting Todoroki during the medal ceremony when you decided he'd be a good fuck-buddy,"

"Iida, I think that's enough ribbit,"

"I'm not particularly sure I care Asui, because quite frankly, I despise the bastard and his cohort here seemed all to happy to string Izuku,"

"I didn't mean to string him along okay? I just, just,"

"Just what?" Iida spat, "Just couldn't break up with him? Just couldn't resist having two men at your beck and call? Just didn't want to stop having the attention you seem to desperately crave?"

"Iida, you're crossing a line," Tsuyu warned,

"Uraraka didn't care when she crossed the line, why should I?"

"Look, I get it alright?! I was a coward, all I've done is hurt Midoriya, I know that, fuck! I know that, but I was just, I was scared alright? I wasn't thinking!"

"Is that why you lied to all of us?" Mina growled as she joined the group downstairs, "Why you lied to us and tried to make him look like the bad guy? C'mon Uraraka, fool me once shame on you, we're not falling for the emotional manipulation twice in as many days,"

"Cry all you want, you won't get any sympathy from us," Hitoshi waved from his chair, finally adding something to the conversation, "Just get everything out in the next five minutes, Mei's on her way and I can't be arsed to guarantee your safety," Uraraka sighed and grabbed the lead for her boxes. "Maybe when you get over yourself you can come give the proper explanation you owe,"

"I don't owe yo-," Dark Shadow came from nowhere, grabbing her shoulder as she tried to move through the door.

"Oh, we're not on about owing us," Tokoyami grunted, "We're on about owing Izuku, because like it or not your little ploy, failed from the start and now you're trying to weasel out of explaining yourself, ready to run with your tail between your legs," Uraraka stared at him, ready to say something when Iida grabbed her wrist and pulled her out of the door.

"I think it's time you left," He snatched the last box out of Tsuyu's hand, placing in on top of the floating pile, "Goodbye Uraraka," The door slammed.

"That was harsh, ribbit,"

"I prefer cathartic," He sighed,

"Oh no, I'm not saying you shouldn't have done it, but maybe we could've waited until after the explanation?"

"It clearly wasn't coming Asui, anyone could tell she was doing damage control, trying to keep some reputation as the class emotional wreck, it was better to get her out before emotions ran any higher,"

"Or patience ran lower," Mina called, "I swear to god I was ready to throw hands," Several nodded with her. Both Iida and Tsuyu were turning away when there was a knock at the door.

"I swear, if she says she forgot," Iida threw the door open but paused when he registered who he was facing. "Oh, Kendo, hi, come on in, do you need a hand with... actually where are your boxes?" The new class member pat her pockets.

"Yui shrank them down for me, I can unpack after the CDs, the only thing I'm really worried about is the bed,"

"That's why I'm here," Katsumi Bakugo also poked her head around the door, "'Sup,"

"Sumi!" The IzuKrew cheered as the blonde walked into the building,

"What? Forgetting about me?" Another blond appeared,

"Neito, you two are, early?"

"Dude, an excuse to hang out? Please Vlad-sensei didn't even bother asking for volunteers, he knew we'd come anyway," Iida moved out of the door way and let him and Itsuka in. "Do you guys actually need any help?"

"Well, now we have time to prepare, Yaomomo's been making extra chairs, do you think,"

"Say no more Tenya, I'd be happy to help,"

"Thanks Neito," They high-fived. Tsuyu watched him walk over to the class vice-president.

"It's crazy to think a couple weeks ago he wouldn't be caught dead here so openly, ribbit," She croaked, Iida laughed,

"True, at the start he was especially hesitant to leave Izuku's room in case we were all caught, now, let's get everything set up shall we?"

Everyone from yesterday, (Aside from Uraraka and the rest of the Bakugo family) was sitting in front of the screen. Nezu had said something about Toshinori-sensei being late so asked every to wait just a bit longer. No sooner had he sat down than the door creaked open. "Sorry I'm late everyone, I just thought to grab a few guests to try and round out numbers," He walked in supporting Sir Nighteye, who had only recently gotten out of ICU for the second time. This one had been a much more sour leaving though, as the first time after the Yakuza raid, Eri had refused to leave Midoriya's side and so leapt to the hero crying about getting him killed. One quirk induced flash later and the man was good as new, a life debt to Midoriya and the young girl. His second stint had been less critical than a hole the size of a watermelon in his chest, but a broken back and shattered ribs weren't that nice either. Behind him came Miruko, the rabbit heroine, starting quizzically at the crowd.

"Where's the green bean? He and his girlfriend,"

"Ex-girlfriend," Todoroki interrupted, "She's been cheating on him since the Sports Festival, these are the songs he recorded for us to listen to while he's not here, she's not here because she can't weasel her way out of telling why,"

"The bastard and my folks aren't here cause he was expelled yesterday for a few reasons," Katsumi grunted, "So take a seat carrot-top," The top heroine's face dropped.

"I know it's not four people, but I thought it better to have two empty seats than four," Toshinori-sensei smiled awkwardly, "Aizawa?" The tired man grunted as he put the CD in.

"Yo I'm back, hopefully the IzuKrew don't have any plans this evening, so I can get through the rest of these messages tonight and edit them tomorrow, hey future Izuku, make me sound all robotic," A large white No appeared on screen, getting several chuckles "I am a life model decoy, please leave a message, did it sound good?" You sounded like a moron, more laughter ensued. "Anyways back to what I was saying, this disk has that tribute I was on about, I guess I lined up too many me songs when I made the list, but again it's mainly just me doing my songs, so here we go," A low EDM like intro before a drum was hit. Guitars quickly adding into the noise.

"She's a snake in the grass, pretty ghost from the past, I've been walking on glass," Izuku was running away from something as he darted down an alleyway towards the camera.

He ran over the camera, a swarm of drones chasing after him.

The camera panned to him sitting quietly on a window at a fire escape, strumming his guitar.

"She's an angel from hell, broke her wings when she fell, don't want anyone else,

The door behind him burst open, getting the greenette to freeze before he was running again.

His voice sung quietly as he was chased higher and higher.

He was cornered on the roof of the highest building, the audience realizing he was actually in a training ground for the video. He stood at the edge, a horde of the robots below him, some climbing the building.

 He turned back to see another group of robots walking forwards, one of them began shimmering into Uraraka as it walked forwards. Izuku remained frozen as it walked over to him.

A single leg was lifted, his eyes widening.

"My girl is a tall glass of cyanide," He began falling, limbs flailing as the robot sent him over the edge in slow motion. The screen faded to black as he fell. Miruko was the first one to get up,

"Holy shit, he can sing?!" Everyone else chuckled lightly, "What?" 

"Everyone here except for you and Sir Nighteye have already heard about, twenty-four songs by him," Togata chuckled,

"I think it's twenty three," Shishida noted, "Remember the first side of disc one only had three songs," The older student nodded,

"True,"

"Well why the hell hasn't he performed yet?!"

"Stage fright," Mina folded her arms, "Can't sing unless everyone is joining him,"

"Dang it, think he'd do a duet?"

"He'd performed with several of us, but mostly songs for us," Neito nodded,

"If the IzuKrew are okay with it, perhaps we could take the other three CDs and play them for Mirai and Miruko in the teacher's lounge? Just to catch them up to speed?"

"I don't know," Hitoshi shrugged, "Tenya's like the de facto leader since Izuku isn't around,"

"Shoto, you have a problem with it?"

"Hey, he gave the discs to Aizawa, hobo do what hobo want," The bichromatic teen got a few laughs, and a grumble from their teacher. "But in all seriousness, it's not up to us, Izuku gave them to sensei because he trusts sensei to keep hold of them, if you want to play the three in the teacher's lounge go ahead, just don't lose or damage them,"

"So this next song is a bit short, I wrote it around the time I was heading to Gran Torino, I started it, but I never got around to adding to it, so I just made a video for what I had," The parental warning appeared again.

The next song contains explicit language, parental supervision is advised

"Remember you two, no using the bad language," Aizawa warned.

Izuku appeared sitting at a desk headphones on as he scribbled away. A piano grew louder in the background. Suddenly Izuku began tapping his pens against his desk.

"I'm on a sugar crash, I ain't got no fucking cash," He was stood in a street, looking around at the massive billboards and advertisements around him.

Now he laid on his bed, hands behind his head as he sung to the camera looking down at him. Headphones in with the cable leading off screen

"Feeling shitty in my bed, didn't take my fucking meds,

Now back in front of his desk, Izuku kept tapping his pens, now moving his foot as well.

 He dragged one of the pens across his neck and slumped onto his desk, shocking the audience. Silence for several second before they heard the music get louder again.

Izuku sat up suddenly, causing his chair to fall over backwards. The angle changed to show him looking up with a grin.

"Got the rest of my life to make sound, feel good," The video cut as the music ended, everybody blinked as they comprehended the video.

"How long did you say his girlfriend was cheating on him?" Sir Nighteye leant forward in his chair.

"Since the sports festival, remember the guy he tried to save after camp, yeah, that's the guy that was banging his girl,"

"And did he?"

"Did he know?" Hitoshi shook his head, "Yeah, he knew since the beginning, he found them kissing in one of the corridors and hid away, ever since he played the fool, making these videos for the rest of us,"

"It helped him feel better," Tomura added, "He sure seemed happier when we were making music, hell we all felt better after it,"

"God, I, do we know where he could possibly be?"

"No," Kendo spoke up from her new seat with 1-A. "He, well, after the videos ended I finished my schoolwork and took a ride around the city, his car isn't parked anywhere,"

"The green bean can drive?!" Miruko exclaimed,

"It surprised us all too, ribbit," Tsuyu nodded, "But apparently Aizawa taught him after the Hosu incident, he's been getting a lot of drive-through since, though none of us knew, ribbit, well, the IzuKrew did, ribbit," The small group cheered together.

"Why do you want to know?" Aizawa turned to the Foresight hero.

"I," There was a deep breath, "I made some misjudgements about his character when I sent him the placement offer, I admit I said some gravely unfair things to him, things I still regret and have worked to amend after the Yakuza raid, when he saved not just my life, but the lives of everyone involved, if he was in a fragile mental state at the time, I  fear my words may have had a harsher affect than I originally assumed, he must, well, he must hate me now,"

"He doesn't," Tokoyami countered, "He's told us all about your first meeting, the raid, all of it, he honestly thinks you're doing too much as it is Sir,"

"All I've done is be civilized though? I haven't,"

"That is more than enough for Izuku Sir, he's not use to common decency, just tolerating him is enough for him to die for you,"

"That.... doesn't fill me with confidence,"

"It shouldn't," Toshinori-sensei stated blandly, "There were points ins his life where he's turned to self harm to cope, I'd dare say he's hurt himself on the battlefield on purpose," Aizawa groaned,

"I really screwed the pooch this time," He grumbled, "I should've looked closer," An odd silence fell across the room.

"And we're moving onto number three of side one on track four, this is another just me track, so our tribute will be coming last, let's see if you can guess who it's for before I play it, now though, we're listing to an Izuku song," The song began with a bass and guitar softly, drums joining as Izuku began singing.

"I'll put my heart in a box for you to, lock it and put it away," He walked from darkness towards an uncovered lightbulb, illuminating his face.

 The light went out, a small lighter burning on the other side of the screen,

He blew out the lighter. Though the screen was black they felt the camera turn to show Izuku looking through a bunch of dusty shelves.

He came across a hidden door, leading somewhere the audience couldn't see.

"Izuku disappeared into it as the music picked up

He began jumping around as he played the guitar in some decrepit attic

The camera changed again, this time Izuku was walking down the new corridor

"You feed me like an injection, with the way, you keep me close to the ground," The lights ahead of him began to turn off, a breeze snuffing the lighter in his hand. 

Back in the attic Izuku was threatening to break the boards with how much he jumped around,

He began running away from teh encroaching darkness, crashing into corners as he fled.

The floor below him gave out as he began falling. A wide shot showed him falling towards the darkness as an angel's ladder filtered from the broken floor above him.

Izuku hit the floor, slowly getting to his feet and looking up at a door, only slightly illuminated by the light from above. It towered over him, nearly making him look  straight up back to the light.

"Prove that, the overall point of it, is something more than inside me," Still playing in the attic, Izuku didn't stop moving, though now had stopped jumping. As the music began to fade out, it showed the other Izuku beginning to push the door open and walk into the darkness. This time the silence was stunned and concerned. Miruko was first to break it,

"Where in the hell is that?"

"It's digital rendering, he probably just stood in front of a green screen in gym gamma," Iida hummed, "And the door looked like a larger version of our classroom door, so he probably edited a photo of the door to look dangerous,"

"Just label it Aizawa-sensei's class," Kaminari huffed, "He scares us as is with his glare, and the threat of expulsion,"

"Shouta, what the fuck?" Midnight-sensei whispered softly.

"We've finally arrived at the tribute song! Have you guessed who it is? Ner-er, this one goes out to Kyoka Jirou, you might not think highly of yourself, but I know you're gonna find the guy that thinks you're explicit no matter what,"

"Dammit Green," Jirou mumbled, her earphone jacks going wild in embarassment. A single bongo was beat as jibberish spouted from the speakers.

"Moving slow motion, when you walk my way," A feed of Jirou and Midoriya talking around instruments while she tuned her guitar

The two were playing some instruments together, smiling.

 Some gibberish before the video cut to Jirou on stage at the concert, Midoriya either recording or unseen as part of the effects crew.

It changed to Jirou now almost teaching Midoriya how to play the bass.

Midoriya was now sat playing alone at an electric keyboard, reading from his songbook.

Midoriya now sat at his desk, the same book opened as he twirled a pencil between his fingers, occasionally making notes.

"I'm rocking with you," He got up from his desk, closing the book as he walked away, the camera panned up to show a purple music note stuck in the middle of the cover. 

"Wonder if he did a song about me," Miruko rubbed her chin,

"Probably, but he wouldn't have made a big deal about it, everyone else that either featured, has a tribute or is generally effect are related to UA and not on active duty, or in the hospital," Tokoyami nodded to the two new heroes. "Might I ask why?"

"N-n-no reason, j-just curious," The heroine blushed. Kaminari whistled,

"Damn, he really be making everyone blush, Miruko, Mina, Toru, Tokage, Kendo, even Jirou,"

"Shut it dunce face," Said woman threatened him, he smirked in defiance.

"Not going to stab me this time?" The purplette glared at him,

"I would but I think I'm going to save that for when Izuku gets back," Tsuyu nodded in agreement, there were still many questions to ask Midoriya when he got back. Though she had been part of the Deku-squad, it appeared the IzuKrew were much more closer knit. It almost her Tsuyu realizing both friends had lied to her, but the greenette had only done so to protect her from the drama with Uraraka and to protect himself. That didn't mean she wasn't going to ask why he left her out of it though. But she'd just have to wait unti Midor-,

"Wait, what do you just call him Izuku?"

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"Did you just call him Izuku?" Tsuyu's train of thought crashed to a halt as her mouth asked the question. Jirou somehow went ever redder than she had been after video. Judging from the alarmed looks on everyone's faces, their thoughts all stopped too.

"Did you?" Mina looked part owl with how large her eyes had become.

"I, no, I called him Midoriya,"

"No," Yaomomo put a finger to her chin, "I'm pretty sure you said you were 'going to save that until Izuku gets back', no?"

"Busted," Kaminari sang, this time he did get a jack to the knee thigh "OW!"

"Shut it then," She folded her arms, "And I didn't meant to, it just,"

"You've been referring to him as Izuku in your head," 

"Thank you Yaomomo,"

"Which means you've been thinking about him a lot, why?"

"Why not? The guy disappears one night with no note, gets framed as a cheater, leaves behind a stack of music that we all helped him with but none of us talked about, he outs his girlfriend as a cheater in the first seconds of the first video, leaves me a musicbook to keep safe for him then tells me to keep it! He's an enigma right now, all I've got to work with is that book and I haven't even cracked it open yet,"

"Why not?" Mina leant over from her seat,

"Because it's an invasion of privacy? Just because he gave it to me doesn't mean there's not private things in there, I mean if you give me your diary it's not an invitation to just read it is it?"

"While true, he didn't just give you the book did he?" Tsuyu joined back in, "He's also telling you to keep it and that it is yours, meaning it's more like something from a bookstore, you're free to open to whatever page and read everything written down there," The purplette huffed,

"Fine, I'll read it tonight after the CDs,"

"Oor," Mina began, "We could read it between discs four and five? That's going to be the longer break and if it's juicy we can read more between five and six?"

"First of all, who's 'we'?" Jirou snapped, "Second no, had you seen the way Izuku writes? We wouldn't get through half a page before the break ended," Mina pointed,

"You called him Izuku again!"

"Oh shut up Mina, you're telling me that you haven't made a conscious effort to not call him Izuku since the song he wrote for you?" Tsuyu raised an eyebrow as the pinkette seemed caught out, "Plus he gave me a notebook, I think he considers me close enough to let me use his first name, but I'll ask him when he gets back if that's what you want?"

"Jirou, calm down, she's just teasing you, I think it's sweet,"

"No Tsuyu, it was her meddling that put Uraraka and Izuku together in the first place, we wouldn't be in this position if she just kept her damn mouth to herself,"

"Hey, that's not fair, they were fine until Bakugo, got involved," Mina tried defending herself, "How the hell was I supposed to know she'd cheat on him with that dog-face, no offence Katsumi,"

"Hey, say what you will about my brother, I have better cheekbones, nicer eyes too, according to a certain nerd's analysis,"

"Still, if you hadn't coerced them into getting together, then they might not have happened and nobody would be cheating on anybody,"

"I did not,"

"Really? Planning days out and dividing everyone else up to force those two together? Making sure Uraraka didn't have the same thing Izuku did so they had to go to the same store? Telling everyone to sit together so that they had no other option but to be next to each other? You were this close to handcuffing them together and locking them in a broom cupboard,"

"If that's what they ne-,"

"They needed you to keep your bloody nose to yourself,"

"Izuku's always said getting involved when you don't need to is the essence of being a hero,"

"Yes Young Ashido," Toshinori-sensei interrupted, "I told him that myself, however there is a difference between getting involved when not needed and getting involved when not wanted, did either of them thank you for setting them up?"

"W-well n-n-not really,"

"Did either of them ask you to try and be their so-called, 'wingwoman'?"

"Uraraka seemed like she needed,"

"But did you ever just talk to her about it? Instead of teasing her, did you actually try and have a civilized conversation? Or were you always looking for a reaction?" Mina finally seemed out of answers, just shrinking into her seat. "Exactly Young Ashido, now I won't say this is your fault, Young Uraraka's actions are and will always be her own, but clearly you have something to think about,"

"I think that's probably the smartest thing I've ever heard come out of your mouth," Aizawa stared in pure shock, "When did you get so good at teaching? Who are you and what have you done with the real Yagi Toshinori?"

"I've done some reading Aizawa, since after the Kamino incident, I've devoted myself solely to bettering my teaching skills," He scratched the back of his head, pulling a book out of his pocket, "Plus I've been reading a lot," Aizawa facepalmed at the name of the book. Teaching for dummies 

"Let's just get on with the CD please,"

"Hi all, back again, I've checked my list before making this, so now I shouldn't have any misplaced tribute or features, speaking of features, I'd like to kick this one off with a tribute to an heiress of divine beauty and intelligence, Yaomomo you might not think you're supposed to be here, but I know you are, I also know how you feel, so this one is just for you," A soft gasp as a piano started up.

"I don't live in California I'll inform you that's not where I reside," Izuku was driving alone in his car, navigating a busy street.

He sat at a park bench, throwing seeds for the ducks in the pond ahead of him.

"So they tranquilize me, analyse me, throw me back in my cage,

Midoriya sat on a cobble wall, feet dangling as he sat in the sun. Kids played in the grassy area in front of him.

Leaning against a window, the greenette watched the crowds mingling below him.

He sat on the hood of his car, sunsetting as he watched out over the highway. Cars milling about either way, some in a hurry others taking their time.

"Guess my mind is a prison and I'm never gonna get out,"  He climbed into his car and began driving away as the music stopped and the video turned to black. 

"And he does all of this himself?" Sir Nighteye pressed his fingertips together,

"Most of it," Todoroki admitted, "If someone does a feature he sometimes doesn't do any vocals, most the time he'll do half vocals, but other than that it is all done by him, even we don't always get to see his process, Tenya's tribute was a surprise to him, so there's not much he doesn't do himself,"

"True," Hatsume nodded, "But it's like he learns like a computer or something, Izuku just seems to absorb anything thrown at him like a sponge," Her eyes glowed, "Do you think he's a not entirely self-aware,"

"No Mei, he's not an A.I." Tokoyami admitted tiredly, "We've had the conversation before, Izuku is just a fast learner," The pinkette audibly hmph'ed, folding her arms and slouching into her seat.

"So, he does this, for fun?"

"More like to keep going," Touya Todoroki shook his head, "He's described it before as an emotional outlet, a way for him to just get everything out of his head, and if you've ever been near pipsqueak, you'll know his head's normally overflowing with things he doesn't say," The IzuKrew nodded at the ex-villain's words before the audio continued.

"This next one is for the person I feel most sorry for, I know that I lied to you as well, which makes me no better than 'her' but I just didn't want to get you mixed up in something that would ultimately end in you picking one of us over the other, I'm sorry if I seemed distant Tsuyu Asui, maybe we can go back to singing in the rain someday?" Tsuyu croaked and blushed at his words, feeling an odd warmth in her chest. She remembered the day just after the Yakuza raid, when Izuku had knocked on her door, dragging her out into the rain to enjoy her favourite weather. A piano began playing.

"The starlit sky lit up your eyes, I could barely breath, no matter how I tried," The video began playing with Tsuyu walking in front of the camera in the rain, leading Midoriya through the downpour.

The camera was handed over as Midoriya ran ahead, jumping onto a streetlight, hanging from the post with his arm and legs out. An instrumental played out as he laughed and took the camera back.

Suddenly it changed to Tsuyu crouching in her frog pose, a lilypad sat on top of her head, actual frogs around her.

"That knee high dress, oh you looked so good, you were the queen of Hollywood,

It was Midoriya's turn, waddling in front of a row of ducks, the mother clearly recognizing him as she waddled behind him.

The two sat on a bench, huddled under an umbrella as they shared a family bag of Doritos. The instrumental played again,

They were now drying off with towels together, still smiling and giggling. Tsuyu felt her heart melt at the memory of how caring Izuku had been when she'd been feeling so low about the raid nearly failing.

"Singing in the rain, Singing in the," As the music faded out, the scene changed to Tsuyu smiling while she shut her dorm room door. Izuku turned the camera around to face him and gave it a thumbs up before the video ended.

"Hot damn, who the hell gave Midoriya such skills? And can I get some too?" Kaminari stared at the screen.

"You're welcome," Hitoshi grinned, "Brainwashing is just a form of hypnosis, we each gave Izuku a small suggestion to help him feel more confident, things only his subconscious recognizes, and no, I will not be using it on you so you can get chicks,"

"What do you mean 'small suggestion'?"

"Well, we can't exactly just put him in the trance and say, 'you now have all the confidence you lost because you will forgot the years of abuse before now' and snap our fingers, so we went for more subtle approaches,"

"Bakugo is not your friend, his words mean nothing," Iida listed,

"You are a capable hero student," Tokoyami added,

"Your notes are impressive, not creepy," Hatsume raised her hand,

"You are not useless," Melissa smiled,

"You are not weak," Shoto nodded,

"You are not responsible for people being mean to you," Monoma leant back in his seat,

"There are people that genuinely care about you," It looped back to Hitoshi,

"You are not and never will be worthless," Katsumi finished off to a stunned silence.

"So are we not going to talk about how Tsuyu is trying to do an embarassed Midoriya impression right now?"

"I was hoping no-one would notice, Sero, ribbit," She couldn't try and glare at him with how red her face had gone. The tape quirk user chuckled,

"Sorry, It's just that you seem more embarassed than the others after that,"

"Of course, he, there's a lot of things about what Uraraka and he were doing that I have to get over, but he didn't leave me out maliciously, he was keeping me out so that I could keep Uraraka, he never mentioned how bad things were getting because he thought my relationship with her was worth more than my relationship with him,"

"And was it?"

"No, never, I valued them both, but after what Uraraka did, I'm not, I can't, Izuku didn't speak up so I could be happy, I'm going to cherish him ten times more than I used to! And I'm going to make sure he knows that he can tell me things like that from now on,"

"You called him Izuku too!" Mina shrieked in excitement.

"Goddamn it man, leave some game for the rest of us!" Kaminari cried in despair

"Hey everybody, welcome back, so far of the IzuKrew, we've covered, Tenya, Neito, Melissa, Katsumi and Shinso, the only ones we got left are Shoto, Fumikage and Mei, so this one goes out to my avian brother, may you fly in the shadows forever, but just quickly to save time editing, this one also contains some bad language words, so Eri, Kouta, you know the rules by now," There was a soft guitar intro before Izuku began singing.

"Monster monster under my bed, come out and play cause I need a friend,

Izuku was laying down on his bed playing as a bony, disfigured hand reached from the shadows towards his leg.

The hand retreated as Izuku sat up, swinging his legs off the bed.

He stood up and walked over to his chair, sitting to face the room. This time the hand crept from under his desk, going for his back.

"Show me where to go, I guess I'm always lost now that everyone is gone,"

He stood again, causing the hand to retreat, Izuku put down the guitar and began looking around the room.

"Shining a light under his bed, he moved the storage boxes around before standing and clearing out under his desk, tapping against the wall whilst staring curiously.

 The greenette slowly turned to face the still doors of his closet, edging closer bit by bit.

"You're so damn close that I feel your breath, you're the only one I have left," He was about to open the door when the monsterous hand shot out and grabbed his neck, dragging him into the space. The video faded to black with the closet doors once again closed and still. Nobody had anywords again,

"That was awesome," Dark Shadow appeared to applaude loudly, making Tokoyami cover his face. The others slowly began to agree, all clapping politely until Izuku's voice appeared again.

"Right, so, last song on this disc, I think I'll end with another me song this time, so hope you enjoy it," Once again, Izuku lead with a soft piano for the intro,

"Took a journey to the lowest place on earth, got a shovel and I dug into the dirt,

He simply sat at the piano, this time without a spotlight.

Tsuyu stared at her fellow greenette's face, watching the way he tried to hide the silent tears down his face.

As the camera orbited him, everyone saw the grey on his fingers that made them seem almost made of stone.

"And I know how it feels, to just fall from the top," As he played, cracks around the floor began to appear, all crossing under the piano.

The chunks began to fall away from the floor, though Izuku seemed to ignore all of it in favour of continuing his music.

"Might be, the lowest place on earth," As the piano came to a stop, the camera panned away to show Izuku and the piano sat on the only chunk of ground left. He remained still as the video faded out.

"Wow, he, that's some talent," Miruko muttered, "I don't think I've ever heard more emotion in a stable voice.

"Sadly Izuku's got a lot of practise keeping his emotions in check," Iida shook his head, "He's rather bad at communicating how he feels,"

"Uh, have you not been listening? Dude's been making himself pretty clear," Tetsutetsu jerked a thumb at the TV,

"You'd think that wouldn't you?" Monoma  nodded, "But Izuku's not like that, while yes, his songs convey meanings like, 'hey I like you' or 'hey, you deserve someone that gives you more than you think you deserve' they aren't saying 'I am the only guy that wants to give you this' and 'I am the only guy that can give you this' more like him saying 'hey, this is what you are worth and you should find a guy that sees it like this'"

"So they are confessions?" Was, was Jirou hopeful just there?

"Yeah, but they could also be taken as a show of support, if you don't reciprocate that is," Todoroki noted. Nezu clapped his paws,

"And on that note, I believe it's time for our first intermission of the day, shall we?" The large audience began to disperse, Tsuyu remaing long enough to hear Mina practically run into Jirou and clasp her hands together.

"Can we read it now?"

"Fine, only if it will get you to shut up, everyone that wants to can come look, because I won't be doing this unless we're on break from the CDs," And with that, the IzuKrew, Jirou, Yaomomo, Mina, Kendo and Tsuyu gathered on a path to Jirou's room.

Chapter Text

I don't even know how to start this, I I mean,

I bought this stupid notebook because Mom decided I need those stupid lessons to play a fucking instrument 'just in case sweeti'.

Just in case my ass, she's just hoping something will take my interest more than being a hero. I mean seriously, what kind of parent can figure out a way to tell their kids 'give up on your dreams' without saying it?! I'll tell you what kind, the Inko Midoriya kind. "I'm sure that any investigation course would love to have you," "Are you sure you don't want to try being a Detective? What about a police officer?" Maybe I'll go into Child Protective Services so that I can emacipate myself and save kids from the emotionally manipulative fucks like her. "I just want my baby boy to be safe," Holy shit Mom, I come home limping some days and you believe I've just slipped down the stairs for fucks sake, I'm never safe. You just want to live in a perfect bubble where your son isn't quirkless and he can do whatever you tell him to do because fuck his personal freedoms and choice. You want to keep me wrapped in bubble wrap and ship me off to a boarding school so you can just drink openly during the day instead of the few glasses you try to sneak whenever we're in the apartment together.

I hate her,

I hate her so fucking much.

I'm getting off topic.

This stupid musicbook probably won't amount to much, because fucking Baku-bastard will burn it like all the fucking rest. Piece of Shit, I hope he gets his fucking hands cut off on his first goddamn patrol so he can't do shit for the rest of his life. Then he'll be the fucking Deku.

Off topic again.

No, focus, I've already wasted a lot of space on this page, this isn't an analysis where I can just scribble away, no, I need to think about what I write down. This musicbook is probably also going to double as a diary as well in that sense I guess. Songs are made on random thoughts, I suppose this beats writing on a receipt when inspiration strikes in a few years I guess. Fuck it,

Fine, whatever.

Welcome to the musicbook/diary of Izuku Midoriya (Me)

If lost return to Izuku Midoriya (Me)

But also if you're reading this without permission, fuck you.

I'm going to fucking kill him, I want to put my hands around his throat and throttle him, I'll fucking do it one day I swear to fucking God. He tests my patience so goddamn much, fucking fucker fuckfuck. Baku-bastard decided that me making notes somehow insulted him again today and he fucking tore up my goddamn Erazerhead entrance. He's a fucking underground hero, does Baku-bastard know how hard it was to find those clips of him? I did my best to save what I could but there's not much anymore.

I will kill Bakugo Katsuki one day.

And I promise i will make it painful.

But of course, while he's there comitting damage to private property, what's his silent sister doing? Oh I don't know just sitting and watching yet again for the umpteenth time this week. I know she cares, I fucking know it, I can see it everytime I look at her goddamn face, the way her eyes just shine with a guilt and she gives me a half second of a microscopic smile. She cares.

So why isn't she helping?

They have the same quirk, Katsumi's smarter than he is, she could easily overpower him and do something to help. But nooo, just gotta leave Deku to get the shit beaten out of him yet a-fucking-gain. I sweat swear when I watch the life drain from Baku-bastard's eyes, I will make her watch me do it, I will. I'll make her watch me kill him like she's watched him hurt me these fucking years, I swear to high fucking heaven it'll happen.

Then maybe I'll fuck her till she can't walk

Ignore that, it's just that she's hot alright? I mean, aside from the whole 'related to my daily tormentor' thing, she is goddamn beautiful. Mind you that could be stockholm syndrome talking, considering she's the only person that doesn't go out of their way to make my day shitty. It must take overwhelming indifference to not stop it or join in. God she just, she leaves me so fucking confused.

I mean, before Middle school she was always there, always. Picking fights with Baku-bastard, helping me clean the wounds and treat the burns. Telling the teachers to get off their asses and do their fucking jobs. Everything, she was everything.

Maybe she still is as much as I don't want her to be

Then we all go into be Freshmen as Middle school and it's like I don't even exist. I mean, at least Baku-bastard says fucking something on our way to school, even if it is him barking to stay out of his way. Katsumi just, 

jsut stares. Dead ahead, like I'm not even there.

Am I even there to her?

She doesn't even look when I greet her. But that goes back to the quick smiles and the guilt I can see practically pouring out of her eyes, she cares. In some way, some how, Katsumi Bakugo gives a shit about me.

So why does it feel like I don't even exist to her anymore?

I don't, I wish I knew. But I don't! So let's just forget about that and move onto the next melody shall we? Yeah, okay.

As if Katsumi Bakugo wasn't already fucking with my mind enough, what does she go and do?! WHAT DOES SHE GO AND FUCKING DO?! 

She gives me a birthday gift, and not the shitty subtle 'fuck you' type gift that baku-bastard's parents force him to buy me, not the 'hopefully this gets you off heroics and stuff because you are quirkless' shit Mom tries to make seem incredible.

No, none of that shit.

Katsumi gets me a gift that I'm almost certain confirms that she's just playing mind games with me. Because it's a gift that she must have put thought into. I know I'm the living embodiment of green and all, but that doesn't make it my favourite colour. Personally my favourite colour is a ruby red (The colours of her eyes) which she must remember since she got me a red decoration kit for my piano that she shouldn't even know I play. (Unless Mom and Mitsuki have been gossiping during their excuses to get shitfaced because neither of them can handle having respon children, neither of them can handle having children happy evenings) 

God I fucking hate her so much.

But back to Katsumi.

I fucking hate her too,

But at the same time I can't hate her, it's like that little bottle of suppressed emotions inside just, disappears. It feels like I can survive until University and get her to explain herself. 

Man she just confuses me.

I don't like it.

I know how Baku-bastard will act, I know how Masaru will act, how Mitsuki and my not-so-subtle drunkard of a mother will act, I know how every single goddamn person in Alderra will act.

Except for her.

Just her.

And I despise that fact with every cell in my body. She's the only real unknown in any of my equations, all of the rest have certain parameteres, depending on the mood their in, which I can easily decipher. But I can never read her mood and I can never guess what she's going to do.

It's driving me insane.

She's fucking with my mind, driving me up the GD wall and some how, some way, in my twisted stupid brain.

I don't care.

Maybe this is how I turn into a sociopath, maybe this is how I lose the ability to feel any emotion. This is how I become numb. Because the one girl I still used to adore plays mindgames with me while the rest of the world just kicks me down. I mean I already smoke weed til I can't think no more, (That'd be a good line) maybe I can just test out of High school before I even get there and sleep til I see the moon (I could make a chorus). Least Mom doesn't know about the weed yet, but can anyone blame me? I've got scars all over me with new burns every fucking day, as least using weed to take the edge off isn't as dangerous as like, heroine or some shit, and it's less noticeable than anything else. Maybe Mom won't notice if a bottle goes missing every now and again.

 Fuck, what am I even saying, drinking, smoking? I need to fucking stop before my life spirals Who the fuck am I kidding? My life can't go any lower than here, the razor blades will tell you that much. I should probably take it easy on those for a while though, Mom said I was looking pale at dinner last night and I want to avoid her sticking her fucking nose in like every other thing I've ever done in my life. Privacy? Never heard of it. Hell the only reason I still have a bedroom door is because I've put posters on it. I'm sure she comes in here while I'm at school, snooping through my shit. She wouldn't be like this if I had a quirk, that I know for a fact. But just because her percious precious baby boy doesn't have a quirk, she needs to know everything he's doing and everyone he talks to because he'll break in a small breeze because he's a mixture of glass and fine china.

Fuck her and everything about her and fuck her for screwing Dad and fuck him for leaving and fuck her for not aborting me and just fuck everything.

I hate all of them, everyone one, I wish they were all goddamn dead and rotting away in fucking hell like the demons they fucking are.

"Does anyone one else feel sick?" Kyoka held her stomach. Most of the group that had gathered to listen to her read were pale. Fortunately the teachers and Inko hadn't joined them, so they had heard none of that. Katsumi looked ready to pass out after Kyoka read Izuku calling her hot. 

"Wishing he'd been aborted? What kind of hell did he go through?" Mina looked ready to puke.

"Something none of us could have nightmares about," Shinso muttered, "No wonder he's always trying to be so upbeat and happy, hiding this away so that people don't put him in a psychiatric ward,"

"Yeah but Izuku smiling and laughing is like shining a torch in a room painted in vantablack," Tenya countered, "It's almost nothing compared to how consuming the dark really is,"

"Oi, being edgy is my thing Tenya, leave comments about darkness to me," Fumikage tried to inject some positivity into the situation. "Anyway, would you like to skip the next part Jirou?"

"It ends there anyway, onto the next part,"

Katsuki Bakugo is the densest, most self-obsessed, egotisitical, abusive piece of shit son of a bitch in the fucking world.

I risked my life, my life to save his dumbass from a fucking sludge villain, bite my tongue to not ream those absolute excuses of heroes a new one when they told me off for acting while they stood around with their thumbs up their asses and what does this motherfucker do? 

What does he do except for find me already on my way home, scream at me about not owing me anything and then says he didn't need help? Last time I checked sludge can't cause fires and mister sparky sweat wasn't being helped because of the inferno around the villain. No, he needed help, he also needs to be put down like the fucking rabid rabies infested animal he is. Honestly calling him a pomeranian is an insult to all dogs. Calling him an animal is an insult to them all but it's the best I can do.

I bet he's a furry.

I mean that's got nothing to do with him being the worlds largest pile of turds but still.

With how much he looks and acts like some wild dog, I bet he's got a fursona and a fursuit and pretends to be an actual dog.

Bitchsuki.

I hope to god that's his name because if it is then it's fucking perfect.

Or Bitchugo, that's also good.

Either way I fucking despise him, I just hope that I don't jump headfirst into saving him again ever. (Amendment: God fucking dammit )

I'm so tired.

I guess UA isn't so bad, I mean the classes are Okay, Erazerhead is a monumental ass but I think that's just the coffee and spite running through his veins. He stopped Baku-bastard from assaulting me day one anyhow. The students are, eh.

I mean they haven't fucked me over yet but I'm waiting for that shoe to drop.

Kirishima must be suicidal since he's trying to be Baku-bastard's friend for whatever screw-loose reason. It's a shame Ashido and he don't know Baku-bastard's true colours, they'd drop him faster than Katsumi dropped me.

On that note, little miss ice queen has decided to thaw a little and join this mere mortal in miniscule conversation on the train rides. (That means she said good morning and good bye) 

It might not be so bad, I mean I don't want to kill myself after school today, which is a net positive and an all time high honestly. However I remain skeptical, even if Uraraka seems sweet, my paranoia is too good to let me rest for even a second.

Someone will slip up some time

and then I'll be gone like a shot.

So long and thanks for all the fish but I'd prefer trying to be a vigilante than deal with another Alderra situation, of mature adults this time too. I mean I could get away with paralyzing Baku-bastard in a training incident if he really starts to push my patience, but a whole class?

No, even if I have all their weaknesses listed in my notebooks, I can't make all of their injuries look like accidents. Maybe I can get Hatsume to make some faulty tech but then she'd get in trouble and I don't want other people in my business. Mom does that enough already. 

But seriously, just, I hope UA can be better than Alderra,

Not that I trust any of the teachers in the slightest, especially Erazerhead, or Dean Nezu (for no other reason than his reputation). I really don't even trust All Might to be a proper teacher, but that can be forgiven since he DOESN'T HAVE A TEACHING LICENSE!!!

Just when things were going alright, just as it all started to go okay.

Motherfucking

villains.

They come to the USJ, trying to kill All Might, who isn't even there. Decide to instead kill us students and can't even kill Baku-bastard.

No, ol' mcdusty has to go after sweet Asui, the blunt frog girl that maybye might be sorta cute. Instead of the pervert Mineta next to her or even Baku-bastard the other side of the plaza. Bitch had a biological weapon and he didn't even use it until we beat up his hired hands. If you have a trump card, don't sit with your thumb up your ass.

Fucking use it!

Like, that Nomu whatever the fuck it was, it could've killed all of us, and Baku-bastard painfully but he doesn't even bother bringing it in until Asui, Mineta and I swam to shore after creating a goddamn whirlpool in the flood zone. I honestly am so close to just giving up and becoming a hermit vigilante. It'd be a damn sight easier than this poppycock horseshit. Their weapon nearly beat All Might, I want to find whoever made it and just ask tell them they suck. It's just so fucking stupid now.

I hate it so much,

like soo much.

The nightmares have been gone for a few months now, but cut to a week post USJ and guess who's suffering from broken sleep.

Uraraka's here too though, so I guess it's not all bad. We can bond over trauma or something. Whatever, I just want a fucking friend right now, lord knows I don't have many options other than dickhead abuser, passive viewer or invasive mother, none of them really seem like winners to me.

I mean Katsumi has at least spoken a few full sentences to me now, which yay, little victories but still. I used to crush on her, I saved her brother from a villain attack, you'd think we could have a more intersting conversation than just 'how are your classes going?' 'eh how are yours?' 'fine' Can someone, anyone please shoot me in the head?! I'm begging you it's like trying to pull teeth talking to her. I'd get more blood from a stone than I get words from her. Put me out of my misery, please, it's so fucking awkward on the train. Do I say something? Do I pretend I don't notice her? I can't move because that's asking for all sorts of trouble but 

WHAT THE FUCK DO I DO?! 

Like bruh, pick a lane sis, do I matter? Do I not? Are we friends again or not? Can I say you're insanely hot and not look like a total creep or is that still too over the line? Will I ever get to fucking kill Bako-bastard?! I know that one's unrelated but I needed something to round off with. God why can't anything in my life just be easy for once?

Fuck you God, fuck you with a silver spoon strapped to a powerdrill on a jackhammer.

Of all the sick twisted.

I know Baku-bastard has a problem with me now, fucking bastard has to be compensating for shrimp-dick syndrome or something.

Do not let me mention Uraraka either, fucking bitch. I trusted her. ME Izuku Motherfucking Midoriya, I TRUSTED her. And she's sucking face with the bastard that told me to kill myself? God you had better be fucking with me one last time because mark my words I will find a way to come up there and I will punch you so hard in the face my fist will come out your ass and I'll drag your ankles back with it until you taste your bunions, I swear it. Y'know how hard is it to earn my trust?! I spent weeks waiting for the other shoe to drop, waited for her to stand me up on a date, to laugh and say 'who would ever want to be with such a fucking loser', I waited patiently and just as I think there is no other shoe.

BAM

I'm left with egg on my face and a knife in my back. My guard is back up and it ain't coming down for any girl ever again. First Katsumi and now Uraraka, nope, never trusting a girl again, one abandoned me and left me out to dry for years, the other strung me along and still hasn't decided to admit to it. I'm done with relationships forever, I'll turn celebate and become a Tibetan monk the moment I can pack up and leave this godforsaken country. I'm done,

Done,

You understand that? Whoever the fuck decides to read this goddamn fucking piece of shit musicbook of a dumbass suicidal Deku boyfriend of a backstabbing, lying, gold-digging bitch fucking a goddamn cunt of an egomaniac bully that I just want to openly and painfully murder.

I'm done

Done with caring, done with getting hurt, done with trying to prove to people that I'm worth the time of day. 

I'm so goddamn tired.

Okay, maybe it's not as bad as I thought it was, Shoto and Tenya are letting me call them by their first names now. I mean, after we saved Tenya from Stain spent a few nights in hospital and I showed them the video of my girlfriend cheating on me with my childhood tormentor. For now we're keeping it between us, having something that isn't tainted by Uraraka or Baku-bastard.

This had better be the one sacred thing they can't ruin.

Erazerhead says he'll teach me how to drive too, so there's that.

Now I need to convince Mom to get me a car, anything will do.

If this one feels shorter than other entries it's because I can't put a lot of things into words this time, I mean I wish I could but I just can't.

There's just so much I wish I could say to people but there's no fucking point. Yaoyorozu wouldn't believe me if I said I know how it feels to be anxious, 'you? But you grew up with such an awesome quirk, how could you ever be anxious?' bitch it came in eighteen years late!! Anxiety is just my general existence at this point. Asui won't want to hang out unless 'she' is there for whatever reason, Katsumi is still trying to get me to pull my hair out instead of replying with an actual fucking sentence. Most of the guys are either anti-social or are 'friends' with Baku-bastard, so all of them are off the list. I mean I don't want to lean too heavily on Shoto and Tenya but right now it doesn't seem like I have much choice, especially since 'she' gets all weird when I say I'm going to the support workshop to upgrade my gear, like I'm going to cheat on sweet loyal Uraraka, who totally isn't screwing Baku-bastard behind everyone's backs. So even with her eccentricities Hatsume would be pulled into 1-A drama courtesy of Mina, who needs the validation because of previous bullying. Like calm down hon, you're good enough as you are but nope, she can't take a GD thing seriously.

I'm worried about her mental health to be honest.

Then again asking her about her's is hypocritical and an invitation for her to ask me about mine, which is a definitive nope. So I'll let Aizawa (not) deal with it. Maybe one of the other teachers will notice?

Nope, Mic is too absorbed in his obnoxious self, (Hmm, self obsessed blond, where have I seen that before) and Midnight only encourages it, (God fucking damn it, can anyone else other than me actually mind their own damn business? We don't need help to get in people's pants, Uraraka and Baku-bastard especially, we're here to learn how to be heroes, stop encouraging invasion of privacy)

And god-fucking-forbid Nezu actually use the brain he's been given citizenship for. Like hello? All Might can't teach, Aizawa sleeps most of his lessons away, Midnight should not be in charge of an art class and please, pretty please, tell Mic to not use his fucking quirk 24-goddamn-7 poor punkrock Jirou is going deaf every time he opens his accursed mouth and he still doesn't learn!! My god can anyone be a teacher here?

I mean Cementoss is alright, 

but aside from him?! I'm pretty sure Hound Dog doesn't even do counselling and it's just a nice job title for him to feel better about sitting on his ass all day. Has anyone ever been inside his office? I broke my bones almost every time I used my quirk for weeks after I started UA and where was the mandatory quirk councelling? Oh, wait.

THERE FUCKING ISN'T ANY

And Erazerhead has the nerve, the sheer fucking nerve, to tell me that I'm not trying hard enough?! How about I poke you in the eyes everytime you use your quirk? Huh? How good will you be then?

Bastard.

If killing Bakugo Katsuki didn't get me expelled from UA, I would've done it months ago.

It's either him or me, I swear one day I will have to choose, and he won't be leaving the fight intact either way

I'll snap his wrists first, take away his quirk, break his knees next so he can't run away. Then I'll just pick what part I want to break before I snap his neCK LIKE A GODDAMN KITKAT.

Then I'll fuck his sister

Not only does the fucker get himself kidnapped by villains on a school trip, not only does he act like he could've beaten them all when he was restrained to a chair in steel cuffs, but the motherfucker, this absolute waste of a human life, drags my ass out to a gym ground after curfew, attacks me before ranting like I'm his personal therapist but then gets both of us stuck in house arrest for a week.

I swear to every god there is if I see his face once this week, I will pack my bags ready to leave before I turn him into a fucking corpse.

I will kill him.

That is a promise.

Welp, I have a child now.

Eri, a small child with enough trauma to beat adult me.

At least beating the ever living shit out of Kai helped me get rid of some of the pent up rage thirteen years of abuse has built inside of my soul.

Baku-bastard is really lucky I can't get away with murder.

But i digress, I'm a dad now and I'll be better than either of my parents ever were. Fuck them both.

I woke up everyday for the past eighteen years of long and painful life. It is from now on going to be everyone else's problem. Except Eri's, I will only be waking up for Eri.

Fumikage seems to have joined my secret club too, yay, we spoke after the house arrest was lifted, he's chill, invited to the hang outs with us. Mei crept in at some point too. Katsumi's always around, like a ghost, or a second shadow, either way she's there too but is normally quieter than most. She was concerned about me after the raid though, Nighteye nearly dying wasn't fun, maybe Hound Dog could do his job for once and actually leave his door open?

Ha not likely, I'll ask Aizawa to help me schedule something and I can almost guarantee the words out of his mouth,

'trauma is a part of heroics Problem Child,  better get used to it fast'

Fuck off, the last fucking, life of my life has been nothing but trauma, I mean have you met the rabid animal known as Katsuki? Yeah? Now imagine trying to grow up with that.

Yeah, that's what I thought, now do your fucking job teacher and help me schedule a therapy session before you find me strung up on my dorm room light fittings. 

I'm just kidding, no-one would find me.

Mainly cause they wouldn't notice, but who cares right?

Exactly, no-one does. My own girlfriend can't even lie to me well enough for me to convince myself, how the hell is she fooling the rest of the class?

God maybe I am better suited elsewhere,

like teaching, so that students like this lot don't get let down by the system again.

Dear god just let me die

please.

I fought in a war, a goddamn civil war, I nearly died a couple hundred times, I save an assassin sent to kill me, I outed the corruption in the HPSC, freeing said assassin and the number two hero, along with a bunch of other child-soldier heroes, caught most of the Tatarus escapess single handed, won against the kingpin of the underworld himself after he took over Tomura's body and nearly beat the entire class working together after being up for sixty-hours straight with minimal food and drink.

Do you think they'd give me a break?

NOPE

Everyone save the IzuKrew has decided that since I'm back, we can all go back to happy candyland where we eat sparkles and crap rainbows and gag me with a fucking spoon. Ugh. Midnight nearly goddamn died and people are laughing about who hasn't done the homework?! Sir Nighteye nearly had a rib pierce his heart and you're worried about English?! I was gone for weeks and all you can say is, 'what did you get for question c'? Sweet jesus,

Be traumatized for the love of god!

Don't just ignore that shit! It's not good for you, I SHOULD KNOW. 

Now they haven't even let me recover the lost weight or energy. I need to do that on my personal time, like fuck that, I'mma just go fucking missing again. I'll get in my car and I'll head to the nearest port to get a ticket to anywhere that isn't here. 

I mean I'll probably come back to take the CDs back so I can destroy them or whatever.

But as long as this can all be over, I just don't GD care. I know, I know, I should try and hold on for the IzuKrew, for Eri,

but I'm just so tired,

I'm sick of it all.

The fake energy, the expectations to be this golden wonderchild with a tragic backstory.

I want to wrap my hands around Baku-bastards neck before putting a fucking noose around mine.

I'm just done. Therapy isn't working for me, drugs aren't working for me.

Nothing is working.

But I don't want to go back to that place a third time, because if I go there again,

I won't come back. So this is my only option.

Welp, time to wrap everything up with a pretty pink bow.

"You'd never cheat on me, right?" She says looking right into my eyes as if I don't know she's been doing just that for the last few months.

"No, why?" Are you cheating on me is what I want to add, but I'm just waiting for the right time,

"Just wondered, Hatsume and Melissa seem to forget your measurements a lot,"

"No, they don't, Hatsume is working on my AirForces, Melissa is trying to remake that bracer so I don't have to worry about losing my arms, they need me in the workshop to make sure those things won't kill me," The IzuKrew is also taking up my attention so you can go fuck Baku-bastard whenever, don't look a gift horse in the mouth woman. "Plus you get to train whenever I go so,"

"Yeah, I guess,"

"You're doing something else?"

"Oh, nono, no," My patience has already frayed now, I just wanted to get it done and get out of there.

"So you're doing someone else?"

"What?! I would never!"

"So you haven't been fucking Bakugo behind my back since the Sports festival?" Maybe I said it too soon, maybe I was too defensive saying it, but that look, that look of pure unbridled fear in her eyes. That made it worth the wait, that made it worth so much more than I can and will ever describe. Like a million shots of pure dopamine straight to my head. I could get addicted to that feeling.

"Deku I," Whatever response she had prepped quickly fell apart when she realized I was already at her door, hand on the doorknob.

"I've always known Uraraka, don't lie to me any more," Nobody heard me leave, nobody heard me lock my door. I don't think they'll hear Uraraka knocking at my door as I right this. They won't hear me shut my window when I leave and they probably won't hear from me ever again.

Because I'm finally free.

So, whoever I ended up giving this to, leaving it with or whoever searched my room and found it, read it to whoever, read it to the class, read it to the faculty, read it to the teachers for all I care.

Because by the time you read this, I'll be halfway across Japan

No more burdens, no more secrets, no more regrets.

No more anything.

Just a car full of gas, some clothes, some food, a provisional license to take the hero exam anywhere in the country and my entire life savings in cash.

But don't worry, I'll return

Yes, I will come back. When I realized whatever answers I'm looking for are right in front of me, I will come back

Until that time, let me enjoy these moments of peace.

Kyoka shut the book as she took a shuddering breath. Several around the group were now beginning the weep, the IzuKrew holding each other as they seemed the most restrained. Tsuyu didn't know what to do with herself as she hugged her knees. Momo was cursing herself as she stared to her hand. Itsuka didn't actually know what to do with herself, squeezing the nearest item to try and ground herself. Mina just rocked back and forth, ready to blame herself entirely. None of them could comprehend what Kyoka had just read. Most of them had never given much thought to the inner machinations of Izuku Midoriya, simply labelling him as the class sunbeam. Boy where they wrong. An oppressive silence sat over their shoulders, nobody strong enough to break it and speak first. In fact it was Ejiro Kirishima that broke it, sticking his head through the unlocked door.

"Hey guys, we're putting on the.... is everything okay?"

"Hm? Oh, yeah, yeah, sorry Kirishima, we spaced out for a moment there," Kyoka immediately answered, snapping them all out of the lull. "We'll be right down,"

"Alllright?" He questioned before leaving quietly, shutting the door behind him.

"Should we tell everyone?" She turned back to the group.

"Um, yeah?!" Mina blinked, "We need to tell Aizawa immediately, and Inko, and All Might and Nezu and, and,"

"Mina, mina," Shinso put a hand on her shoulder, "Calm down, you're hyperventiliating follow my breath," Leading her through some calming techniques, Shinso helped her even her breathing before they continued.

"I, I, we should tell somebody, but one, if not all of them maybe effected by what Izuku had written," Tenya shook his head, "Perhaps we can talk to Sir Nighteye? He is close enough to help us but wasn't mentioned in the passages we read,"

"I say we just throw the book at Aizawa and Toshinori-sensei, they're both large factors in what has happened, it is down to them to help solve it,"

"Alright, those in favour of getting Aizawa and Toshinori-sensei involved raise your hand," Seven hands were raised, Kyoka took a deep breath,

"Okay then, let's head downstairs,"

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Ibarra Shiozaki wouldn't say she's the best at knowing her sister class. No, that goes to Kendo and surprisingly enough Monoma. The devout woman knows Midoria, anyone who's anyone knows about the green-haired student that went from breaking his bones whenever he used his quirk to taking down the underworld's creator in less than a school year. Everyone knows his name.

But Ibarra would say she was at least on amicable terms with him, they would meet every so often on a Sunday. She would be leaving the church after holding her own mass, running into him staring with spite and comtempt at the top of the spire. Each time they would have a similar conversation.

"Are you searching for a saviour?" 

"If something was going to save me, it would've killed me years ago,"

"That's a rather negative view of life,"

"Shiozaki, you believe in God don't you?"

"Of course, our Father is above all, everything goes to his plan, do you not believe in him?"

"If he's real then I have an... issue with him, if everything is part of his plan, then where does my pain fall in that? Does he mean to hurt me?"

"God does not do anything to cause pain Midoriya, he cares for all of us, all of his children, he only condemns those of the Devils creation, like Wasps for example," Her jokes could always get a weak laugh from him as he continued to glare at the heavens. "Why?"

"Shiozaki, you know my quirk came in nearly thirteen years late right? I spent years being tormented by the likes of Bakugo, I can't believe that anyone who cares about me would sit and watch that happen,"

"Sometimes the Devil hides us from his divine view, allowing us to suffer in ways we did not believe possible,"

"And you've gone through such suffering have you?"

"I...No I have been blessed with a happy life, for God has always watched over me,"

"Is that right?" Izuku would always run his tongue over his teeth as if he had a bad taste in his mouth. "Well, I personally believe that either the man upstairs has it out for my guts, or he stopped giving a shit about me a long time ago, so whenever you talk to him again, can you do me a favour?"

"Of course Midoriya, what can I?"

"Could you pray for me?" Each time he'd ask she would be a bit more concerned. Of course she added him to her daily prayers, hoping he could find whatever salvation he was looking for, but each meeting, he'd seem in a lower position than the last. It made her worry and it made her afraid. The day he genuinely smiled should have come, surely the Almighty Father wouldn't allow such a brilliant shepard to fall into the Devil's clutches? He'd already defeated the Devil's left hand man, what more could God have planned for him? That scared Ibarra, more than it should've, because the green sunbeam didn't deserve to have so much hurt around him.

Imagine her shock when the CDs begin playing, Uraraka has been cheating on him, Bakugo doing who knows what, he doesn't trust anybody in his own class save for four boys, one of which is a recent transfer in. Now the entire group thinks he may have gotten mixed up with weed at some stage in his life and Ibarra isn't sure she wants to know what  Inko Midoriya has done. Her stomach turns as each song for Midoriya plays. Of course after the seventh song Ibarra would bless his soul no matter what sin he commited. Almost every other song is devoted so someone else, to try and lift them up, make them feel better. Melissa's song however, gives more insight into what he might have gone through and it only makes her more concerned for his health. Then the last handful of songs from yesterday included one about suicide and one about suffering from bullies.

That isn't even beginning on today's first disc. One of being stuck in a toxic relationship with his girlfriend, the second being another suicide while taking medication, a third about trying to figure out if Uraraka even wanted him alive anymore. The last song before they took a break was about him being as low as anyone could possibly be. All of it added up into a pit in Ibarra's stomach, should she have done more for Midoriya? Talked to him a bit longer? Invited him to join her gardening? Just be an ear for him to vent without worry of abandonment? The IzuKrew all disappeared along with those who had tributes, save for Tokage who decided she needed a few minutes to compose herself. Apparently they were going to read the book Midoriya had left Jirou, so Ibarra remained hopeful that there would be something they could use to help save Midoriya.

Then the group comes back downstairs and throws the book into Erazer-sensei's gut, making him audibly grunt in pain.

"I have never in my life, read anything more sickening in my life," Jirou snarled, "There's levels of fucking up sensei and somehow you haven't just hit every single one, you've really gone plus ultra for him,"

"Jirou I,"

"Read it Aizawa," Iida insists, "Read it and goddamn weep," Obviously Ibarra didn't much appreciate the Lord's name being taken in vein, however something in the back of her mind told her that it wasn't in vein.

"Is it true Nezu?" Hitoshi steps forward,

"Is what true?"

"Does Toshinori-sensei not have a teaching license?" Ibarra felt the gears in her head stop. Everone else seemed to be holding their breath.

"No," The Dean quietly admitted, "He does not, the HPSC told me to simply give him a job as a teacher and I complied, that, that is a failure on my part,"

"Oh there's more than one," Hatsume laughed, "There's more than fucking one," The time they've been talking Erazer-sensei only seems to grow more pale as he reads.

"Dear God," Ibarra flinched, "He... oh, I feel sick,"

"Read it," Iida practically orders, at this point the rest of the room is heavily invested,

"Cover Eri's ears, Kouta's too," Togata and Mandaly nod, complying with his requests before Erazer-sensei swallows and takes a shuddering breath.

"He... he wished that, that Inko Midoriya had aborted him when she had the chance, his hatred of Bakugo is something I have never actually seen before, he, hm, he doesn't plan on trusting anyone ever again, especially any woman, Mina,"

"Oh no, I'm already booking my own therapy, just like Izuku had to do, you just keep reading," She spat,

"I, I can't," 

"Why not?"

"Because he's right," Ibarra felt her stomach drop, "He's right, I didn't get him into quirk counselling, I didn't even read your student profiles, I told him that he needed to work harder because he was breaking his bones instead of getting him professional help, I ignored the signs that Bakugo and he didn't have a healthy relationship and forced them to work together thinking it would solve their 'rivalry' because I didn't want Bakugo falling to villainy with a powerful quirk, I punished Midoriya for Bakugo's actions, I've let Midoriya down more times than I should be able to count, he's right," The book closed, "So I need to make things right, when he,"

"He's not coming back," Tokoyami closes his eyes, "Not for a long time, he's got his life savings in cash, a full tank of gas and a change of clothes everyday, he's not coming back until he runs out of one of them or finds the path to finally get his answers,"

"Even then I doubt he'll stay long," Dark Shadow added, "He'll probably come for Eri and take her with him wherever he goes, destroy the CDs too, so we better watch them while we can," Iida nodded to the avian headed man, crossing the room and quickly inserting the next CD.

"Here we are, CD five, this first one goes out to someone that tried to help save me, Ibarra Shiozaki, you did your best to help me, I'm sorry it didn't work," Could her stomach drop any further? It felt like a knife was twisting her heart repeatedly as he began to sing.

"Here I go again, three glasses in, counting my sins home along again,"

Izuku sat cross legged in a dark room. Lights flickered on around him as robots began to stand up and walk away, seemingly chosen for something.

He was sat in a sea of bodies, all of them smiling and leaving as the light chose them next. 

"Can we still call it praying? A ll that I do is sitting here cursing, cursing your name again,"

He looked up to wherever the light was coming as it carefully avoided him.

"The light began appearing more frequently, selecting all of those around him.

He stood up slowly, watching the people around him walk away.

 His arms reached out, revealing he was trapped in a glass box, unable to break out of it as he tried hitting the walls. He quickly became the only thing left in the room, sliding down the glass wall, crying to himself.

"Dear God just remind me you don't mess up,"  The camera changed to look down at him as the light finally turned on, Izuku looking up to it as the video stopped.

"We, he's not coming back is he?"

"No," Ibara whispered, "I don't think he's ever coming back to UA," Several of the faculty swallowed thickly.

"I, there's.... we failed him, didn't we?" Toshinori-sensei mumbled,

"Monumentally Toshinori, monumentally," Nezu let out a small breath, "We had anti-bullying measures in place, I made promises to the students during the orientation speech, I told them all that UA would be a safe space for all of them, even the hero course, and yet I didn't keep a single one of them,"

"D-do you think he'll transfer to a different university?" Inko Midoriya seemed oddly hopeful, which aggravated Ibarra for some reason.

"Yes," Iida growled out, "He'll probably transfer to Shiketsu or something, where they have dorms, so don't worry, you can keep drinking all the live long day,"

"What?! How dare y-,"

"I'm sorry," Todoroki interrupted, "Don't you have a bottle of wine to be necking right now?"

"Why I never,"

"Yes, yes you have," Hitoshi laughed humourlessly, "Izuku knew all about your drinking, three glasses before dinner, several bottles whenever Mitsuki came over for the evening, another two before bed and one with your breakfast every morning, he told us all about it,"

"That is just,"

"Hey," Hatsume appeared and put a hand into Inko's handbag, "What's this?" A large bottle of red wine was pulled out to a stunned room. "You were saying?" Inko snatched it back and quickly hid it away in her bag.

"So what?" She snapped, "Do you know how hard it was to raise Izuku? How he'd always having something to say? Some way of getting around,"

"Your emotional manipulation?" Melissa tilted her head, "No, do go on about how you cried when he asked if he could be a hero, please, tell us about how you did nothing but try and rip his dream away from him without actually saying as much, so that he'd thank you whenever he decided to change careers," Nobody else dared to talk, "Did you not hear the part where we said Izuku told us everything, the birthdays, the gifts, how you'd celebrate whatever Katsuki accomplished while glossing over Izuku's own achievements? Don't you remember how you dragged him to the Bakugo's house to celebrate Katsuki's acceptance, but never even said well done when he got his? Or how you threatened to try and pull him out of the course if he didn't go and join in the party to congratulate Katsuki passing the remedial course when you gave Izuku fuck all for passing the actual exam?" At the point the greenette mother stood with an open mouth, staring like a fish out of water. "Get real," Melissa waved a dismissing hand, "You don't care about Izuku, you just want someone that'll follow your every command," The IzuKrew all sat down again, "Next track," Monoma gladly pressed the play button while everyone else was too shocked to say anything.

"Next up, one for me again, well, this technically can go out to all university students that struggle with the responsibilities and challenges, so I guess Hero course students, this one goes out to all of us," There was no pause before the song began.

"I get overwhelmed so easily," Izuku stood singing into the camera in his dorm room, all the lights off except for one behind his camera.

The camera cut to him writing on his desk, idly singing and occasionally waving his hand around as he closed his eyes.

" I can hear my dreams calling me but all these thoughts are haunting me"

A clock ticked behind him as he spun in his chair, hands fidgeting as he avoided doing whatever work was on his desk.

"Feels like I'm somebody else, I get overwhelmed," The camera cut off as Izuku looked over to a small box. Fear crept up Ibarra's throat at the possible contents. Once again the air was thick with tension.

"I think it's best you leave now Miss Midoriya," Nezu bowed his head.

"Wha- but this is my son that's,"

"Not missing, he left," Aizawa cut her off, "I might not have been the rock he needed but I would've thought any student that ran away from here would instinctively go to their parents, not Midoriya, he just took a beeline out of town, didn't tell you anything, he doesn't want you to know," His arm swung towards the door, "So I think that before we go any further, it's time for you to leave,"

"I,"

"Leave," He repeated through grit teeth, "I have failed that boy enough, I won't fail him again and let you try and spin lies in his mind any further, I'm supposed to take care of him and it's high time I started doing just that," An intimidated Inko Midoriya scurried out of the door, muttering and mumbling curses and insults towards both the homeroom teacher and for some reason, her own son. The IzuKrew watched her leave, the CD continued.

"So here we are, final track side one CD five, as it just so happens, we're on our second to last member of the IzuKrew, just Shoto's tribute left after this, don't worry bro, I'll make sure it's on sibe B when I get back to this tomorrow, that being said, this one goes out to my genius girl Mei Hatsume, there's always a reason for everything, so don't let anxiety hold you down," 

"You stupid idiot," Hatsume mumbled as she wiped her eyes, "Like you weren't getting crushed by your own anxieties," A soft guitar began to strum 

"There's gotta be a reason that I'm here on earth," He was walking down a country road, strumming an acoustic guitar. Izuku arrived at a graveyard, cleaning some of the headstones off and laying flowers over all of them.

"Walking down to the burial ground  with a sad song in his brain," 

The camera panned to Izuku walking down a city street, the people seemed sparse but still enough to tell it was a weekday.

"Izuku walked into a diner, taking a seat as he sung to the camera in the opposite bench, smiling to the waitress that handed him a menu. It was lifted to the side of his face, to block the cafe from his face.

"She went down to her job in town, with a sad song in her heart,"

The menu was dropped as he smiled again, having food placed in front of him.

As the camera looked out of the window, it zoomed into a rooftop, seeing Izuku stood at the edge, still playing his guitar.

He began walking along the edge of the rooftop, the camera capturing his side profile,

"We won't here forever so let's make the best of it,"  As he hummed the last chords, the camera panned out to show the city below, a forest sprouting in the distance.

"Wait, Hatsume, you have anxiety?" Shoda turned around to the pink support student.

"Why do you think she's always trying to make things work?" Todoroki pointed out,

"If I can't make babies that work, what good am I on the course?" Hatsume wiped her eyes, "I know they explode and I might play it off every time but I'd rather have it explode in my face than blow up one of you, Izuku he, whenver we'd work together he'd help me keep calm, whenever I worked with him there'd be no explosions and everything worked perfectly, but then I get all worried and he tests them out and they don't explode but I've always got that 'what if' gnawing at me," She rubbed her arm nervously. The IzuKrew formed a defensive shield around her immediately, daring anyone to say anything further. When nothing came, Nezu gave a small noise to gain attention.

"Alright then, that is the first half of disc five, Mister Monoma, since you are now closest to the CD player, would you awfully mind turning it over?" Monoma nodded and reached the player, nobody sure of what was to come next.

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"Hello everybody, welcome to side B of disc five," Izuku greeted them all again. Ibarra felt that his cheery disposition was a great contrast to the current mood of the room. Erazer-sensei was pale as a sheet, Toshinori-sensei was gnawing his own hand in dread, Nezu and the other faculty were slumping in disappointment. The IzuKrew were all on guard around Hatsume, who had just admitted to having serious anxiety. The two remaining hero classes were sat with hardly an idea of what was going on, though none of them liked it. The pro-hero guests were all as confused as each other. Inko Midoriya was currently leaving UA grounds after being ejected from the group due to her darker nature being revealed. Emotional manipulation of her own child to try and take his dream away from him? Ibarra was horrified someone could ever dream of doing something like that. Nobody had realized just how deep Izuku's hurt ran, they could only hope that he'd come back and stay long enough for them to try and help him. "Shoto, it's your turn now, we'll start this off by rounding out the IzuKrew tributes so let's get it started," A slow guitar began as the video started, Izuku sat on a stone wall, strumming an electric guitar.

"Take my hand and look me in the eye, there's still time left,

Izuku was on the ground, kneeling. A fist dropped in front of the camera, clenched tightly as he looked up at the owner.

Now Izuku sat alone on his bed, eyes glaring at a photo that showed him smiling along with someone hidden by the light's reflection.

he camera twisted to look at the moon, transitioning to Izuku below it pulling a cart of items behind him. A flashback as he was throwing up in a toilet, the door shut and locked behind him.

"Never thought that it would come to this, who will save you?

He tore down curtains, ripped pictures off his walls, stuffed items into a bag. He slid open his window before creeping out. 

A pair of large doors opened into the night, Izuku marching in with the cart of items behind him.

The camera watched as he created a pile of the items, one that began reaching an incredible height, once the cart was empty, he pulled a red cannister from the bottome.

"He cried as he emptied the liquid onto the pile,

The flashback to his room continued as he knocked down items from the shelves, barricaded his door and tore the linen from his bed.

The cannister, now running out of liquid was thrown onto the pile to. Izuku brought out a cigarette, holding it between his lips,

"The past is just lessons learned, light up and let it burn," After he lit the cigarette, he left the old fashioned lighter on and threw it over his shoulder as he walked from the pile. The last scene of the video was the lighter landing in the liquid, bringing the whole pile to a blaze. 

"Wonder if he'll help do something like that with Endeavor's sh-stuff, with Endeavor's stuff," Shoto corrected himself as he eyed Eri sat in front of him.

"Hey hey, there's your song Shoto, now next up we revisit a tributed individual to bring you a feature, please welcome Himiko Toga to the vocalist group," The mentioned ex-villainess squealed in excitement as drums began to pound. A guitar picked up as Izuku began to sing.

"You'll be the death of me, so bring me my coffin please," Izuku walked down a street in the night as he played a guitar, the camera quickly panned over to Toga, simply singing as she walked down an alley.

"I know my head's not right, I think too much overnight,

Izuku appeared in Himiko's shot, the blond lashing out and dragging him into the dark alley.

Toga pinned him to the wall, eyeing him hungrily. He stared down at her for a moment.

His body moved, pushing against Toga's. She stumbled back into the opposing wall. Izuku's hand came to rest on her throat as the looks in their eyes swapped places.

He let Toga go, she stared at him before smirking and pulling him further into the alleyway.

Red and blue lights began to illumminate the alley the hid in, the two of them running further into it.

They were both smiling madly as they climbed a fire escape, police running down the alley behind them.

They reached the rooftops as a helicopter began to shine light down on them.

As the instrumental played out the two began running along the rooftops away from the helicopter and camera. Both of which chased them quickly.

The two came to a stop at the very edge of a building. Looking over the edge revealed a rapid river running. The helicopter circled overhead, armed police beginning to reach the rooftop.

"Our messed up kind of love that, makes me love that, we're insane," The two hugged before leaning to the edge and falling off the roof. An silence fell over the room as the audience watched with poorly hidden shock.

"You didn't tell us you did that in the video!" Dabi snapped to Toga, "That's like fifteen stories, how in the holy hell did you survive that?"

"Izu saved me," She drawled, "He hugged me tightly and flew us away! It was so magical!" Her legs kicked as she squealed, "He got all the robots to be policemen just for this video,"

"Onto the next then?" Ibarra spoke cautiously, "I believe this it the third of this side?"

"Correct Miss Shiozaki, this and then one mroe after it and we shall have our second break of the day, hopefully without as much negative returns."

"Hello everybody, Himiko I hope you liked the finish product of what we did together, I know I had fun recording it with you, now this next one is a special one, this goes out to the IzuKrew as a whole, you've all been there for me and now I'll be there for you," Immediately the video began with Izuku's car speeding down the highway. His voice whispering

"Crying and hiding this feeling, running and fighting for freedom," He played a guitar on stage again, the lights shining behind him. The camera on his dashboard captured his stone face as he drove in the night.

He jumped from rooftop to rooftop, his scary visage from his time as a vigilante back.

The car accelerated down the road.

He sat at his desk, the chair spun to let him face the room, a large picture of some figure he used to look up to staring back at him.

"I'm tired, so tired, of walking through this fire,"

On the rooftops, he landed on a robot, before dashing to the next, taking each one out before the rest could notice.

Several other cars joined his on the highway, all tailing or racing him. His teeth grit as he floored the accelerator.

"Gunfire began as he ran along the rooftops, still taking out every robot in front of him. They watched a bullet graze his cheek, blood being drawn.

"It seems impossible,

crying and hiding this feeling

running and fighting for freedom,

for me to loose control,

crying and hiding this feeling

running and fighting for freedom,

it seems impossible," One of the cars pushed into his side. Izuku tried to prevent himself from spinning out. Failing as the other cars also began ramming into him.

"It seems impossible,

for me to let this go,"  Izuku began stomping his feet as he was pushed until he was now backwards, head on with the car in front of him.

"Feel like an animal" He reversed at high speeds, pulling away before smoke came from his tyres and the car swung around.

"It seems impossible,

for me to let this go,

feel like an animal,

I'm ready to lose control," He pushed one car until it fell off the road, tumbling into a wreck, braking as the car on his other side swerved to try and to the same to him, careening onto it's ally.

"Take everything you need,

take every part of me," He accelerated again, stopping the last car from ramming into the back of his car, speeding off ahead.

"Give me some room to breath,

before I lose control,

it seems impossible,

for me to let this go,

feel like an animal,

it seems impossible

it's not impossible," The robot hoard was back on the rooftop as Izuku landed on another roof and tore his way through them

"It seems impossible,

take everything you need,

tak every part of me,

for me to lose control,

it seems impossible, it's not impossible," He disappeared into the shadows as the car sped over the horizon.

"That... he's," Kaminari began, Iida whistled lowly,

"We've seen him get angry a couple times," Hitoshi translated, "Normally we're in the gym, he starts whaling on a punching bag and before we know it, he's gone through seven of 'em, a fist through four and broken three off the chains, there was one time we were running and he just, I don't, how would you describe it Neito?"

"I don't know? The lot of us were running together, Tenya was leading us by a few paces and then Izuku disappears from the group and begins lapping the dust he kicked up, it was wild,"

"Him getting mad isn't common, but it sure as hell happens, and nobody wants that anger aimed anywhere in their general vicinity,"

"Welcome back, hope you enjoyed that so-,"

THUD. A door was slammed open.

"Uh, hi?"

"What you doing in here Izuku?" The recorded voice of Katsumi asked,

"I, uh, something for the CDs?"

"Dude you've been like half an hour, there's no way you've just been putting them onto CDs that long,"

"It's a process,"

"Yeah of clicking and dragging,"

"I need to make sure they're in the right order,"

"Uh huh, hey, here's one,"

"Katsumi don't touch it,"

"Let's just put this after this one and," Several keys could be heard, "Boom, you're welcome, now come on and get your ass to the roof, Neito's hot chocolate is going cold," There were a few chuckles around the room at the sound of Izuku being dragged away from the microphone. A piano began to kick up as they grew quiet again.

"Here's your story lets begin, the water's fine, come dive in,"  Izuku danced down a street in the daylight, a crowd moving around him as he spun on poles and jumped on steps.

Now he was on a stage, robotic actors acting some unknown show behind him.

"Times are changing everywhere, do we dream? And do we dare?" His head whipped out of frame before the camera was suddenly in the sky. Izuku flying around the camera.

He was now walking towards an orchestra,

"Back in the street, the entire population of the mock town decided to be behind him as he stood on a soap box.

The crowd began to dance with him in a sort of tap dance, arms swinging as the whole street had a party.

"You could have all you've ever wanted, you know you could," The camera zoomed into Izuku's face as he grinned breathlessly. 

"He knows how to dance too?! That's so unfair!" Kaminari wailed as the video ended, "He's got everything!"

"Except y'know, a caring mother, self-esteem, the ability to trust more than eight people, the will to live," Monoma coldly cut in, "But yeah, aside from all that he must have life so easy,"

"I never thought I'd see the day Monoma defended someone from class A," Shishida muttered,

"Get used to it, cause once Izuku comes back, we're having IzuKrew nights, every night, invite only," The blond folded his arms ending the conversation.

"Right, well, that marks the end of CD five, I assu-," Nezu began,

"Sorry about that earlier, I got dragged to another surprise hangout, man I gotta be more careful with these monologues, I almost got caught, anyways, my kidnapper decided to throw my order out of the window and the information is already on the CD so I might as well leave it, but that song was meant to be a tribute for Kodai Yui, you don't talk much but you don't need to, so yeah, this is the end of CD five, I don't know when I'll get to CD six but it should be good at least, so bye,"

"Now it's the end of CD five," The dean cautiously lowered his paw, "Which means it's the beginning of our second break!" And so the group began to disperse

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Katsumi felt ill. It was due to a lot of reasons. Such as finding out Uraraka was cheating on Izuku with her brother, how low Izuku really got, what he'd done to himself, what other people had done to him, what Inko Midoriya had done for most of his life. But the final nail in the coffin was the never ending anxiety that he'd never come back. Well, come back for Eri but then take her with him when he disappeared for good. That was the scariest part of it all, Izuku leaving in the night and never being seen again. Katsumi won't lie to anyone, she'd done that enough to herself during Middle and High school. Izuku was important to her, the most important person to her. He'd always been high on that list, regardless of how she'd acted growing up, but she was a coward back then. Katsuki was always a piece of shit, thanks to Mom either singing his praises for being the best or yelling at him to do better when he wasn't. Their family was a classic case of Momma's boy and Daddy's girl. So while Mom gave Katsuki everything or nothing, Dad was always proud of her for just trying her best. If she came home with B's or C's, Dad would talk to her about picking her grades up, working harder and what kept distracting her. Katsuki came hom with a single B on his sheet and Mom would take his computer, phone and anything she could to punish him for it.

This made Katsumi and her brother polar opposites. Katsuki was arrogant, had to prove everyone else was below him so that they all knew who was really top dog. Katsumi was competitive but knew when to take things genuinely serious. Katsuki didn't care about damage, so long as he won. Katsumi has more careful, precise with her moves, minimizing damage around her, even if for her own safety as well. He'd just jump in, fists swinging and not giving a damn about who he hit or how much energy he wasted, she was more thoughtful, efficient, didn't do anything she didn't need to. That was why she always won whenever the two fought, a fact that only pissed off Katsuki more.

So he hurt Izuku more.

She did want to intervene, always, everytime. But whenever she did Katsuki would get more pissed off and hit Izuku harder the next time. Add to the fact the teachers would get mad and punish her for defending Izuku, it made it that much harder to help or even support him. After time she had given up entirely and she hated herself for it. Everything she had done in UA, every time there'd been the chance to somehow get closer to him again, she leapt at it with all of her strength. Whether it was just company on a fast food run or he needed help planning a feel better surprise for someone in the IzuKrew, she was there next to him. She knew it'd never make up for the years of absence but she would do everything she could, spend four times as long, twice as close to him if needed. He'd had a beautiful smile before Middle school and she'd do anything to get it back. 

"So, ahem, this is, this one's kinda embarrassing, but uh, CD six, side one is, it's mostly dedicated or featuring Katsumi, I.. I know it may seem strange to all of you considering I had a tribute to her back at the start but she's been the biggest positive for me for a while, if you've read your new book by now Jirou, you'll know there was a long stretch of nothing, Katsumi was the best part of life before that and she's quickly come right back around to being one of the most important parts to me now, anyway, this first one is a feature of Katsumi, we wrote and sung this one together actually, so uhh, yeah, here, um, here you go guys, Katsumi, but there are again some explicit words so uh, parental advisory? Okay playing the song now," The camera slowly came to life, showing it to be another home video. This time Tenya was sat in the front. Katsumi remembers recording this video on her phone. They were going to get McDonald's for another tournament in Izuku's room. It was Neito's choice since he won the last tournament. A soft piano began.

"Ey,"  She turned to camera to Shoto and Camie also in the car. 

"I fell hard, for you," Her own voice wafted delicately through the speakers. God she remembers singing this with Izuku, in his recording booth hidden in his closet. The proximity between them meant she had to keep her eyes closed because she knew looking into his eyes meant she'd kiss him. Her stomach had been in knots from being so close to him yet he'd seemed so unattainable. Maybe if she'd known then what was going on.

No, that was a pointless train of thought. 

The video changed to her trying to be subtle while recording the tournament. Camie and her had long been knocked out, Shoto, Neito and Tokoyami were furiously competing while Tenya and Izuku were at his desk, talking over improvements for his suits with Melissa on videocall and Mei with a fidget toy. Shinso sat in the corner, angrily trying to solve a Rubix cube. He'd been beaten in the first round and remained sour until snacks were busted out. Then the fucker had the audacity to steal an entire tube of spicy Pringles.

The video changed to an older recording, one of a very young Izuku and Katsumi playing with action figures in the Midoriya apartment, Dad sitting on a chair laughing. The memories all rushed back at once. Katsuki throwing a fit at not getting the right Christmas presents, Mom refusing to let him to to the Midoriya apartment and telling everyone she'd stay home with him as punishment. Dad and Inko had both quietly seemed relieved at the fact. Izuku got a glow in the dark All Might watch for her with the pocket money he saved up. It was still with her to this day, safely stored away in a case she all but demanded from Dad for her birthday.

Now it was a short video of them both, sat against opposite walls beside each other. Shoto had filmed it while the two were 'practising' at the next game for the tournament, consoles in hand.

They all sat together on the rooftop, Tenya using a selfie stick to help record. All of them were bundled in warm coats and jackets, along with hats, gloves and scarves. Shoto took care to be on everyone's left, so they could use his fire side to keep warm. Izuku and Katsumi were smooshed together in the middle of the group, laughing and smiling with the rest.

Now it was Katsumi alone on the film, seemingly unaware of the camera as she and Melissa sat together, crying at the film currently playing on her tablet. Truth be told there were more events like that than she cared to admit, so it could be any film from Titanic to Inside out to P.S. I love you and beyond. Or it could be the end of Avengers Endgame because fuck it that was a knife to the feels.

"I gave up, on you," Izuku sung softly, the video changing to her sat in the driver's seat, Izuku's hand pointing at things as she looked around confused. He'd offered to help them all learn to drive before they started getting lessons. Katsumi had no idea what she was doing.

The camera swerved around a corner, scaring both Katsumi and Mei as they were carrying bags of snacks. They'd both been mad at him until he'd taken all their bags to the room. Further pretending to be cross got them the VIP seats on his bed while he and Fumikage were shuffled to alternative seating.

Katsumi's voice interrupted for a moment as the screen changed to a camera on the dashboard of his car. Izuku was leaning out of the car to recieve food while Katsumi was shotgun. Fumikage, Shoto and Shinso were all visible in the back. The trio laughing as Izuku casually kept tossing sauce packets over his shoulder blindly. Several of them hitting Katsumi as she fumbled to catch the others.

Izuku was back to singing,

This time it was a video from High school, Katsumi was sat with a bunch of fake friends she hated. Izuku was undoubtedly at the other end of the lunch hall. Katsumi caught the camera out the corner of her eye and her face twitched before looking away. Fuck, she remembers the twisting knife in her gut when she'd seen him. A cut on his cheek from when someone tripped him over before school. In truth that twitch had been her attempt at hiding the wince of guilt. 

Izuku and Katsumi could be seen through a slightly open door. They were sat on the edge of the roof, shoulders practically touching. From off screen, Izuku produced a blanket and draped it over the both of them. A small smile from the ashen blonde. He'd left that blanket near the hot water tank in the basement, just to make sure it was a soothing warm while they were waiting for the rest of the IzuKrew.

"As the deepened Izuku sung, is showed a slideshow of pictures. Izuku and Katsumi sparring together, a selfie together as they were outside Endeavor's agency. Somehow the two dragged Sir Nighteye into a fan picture with All Might in his withered form. The four striking various All Might-esque poses in front of the statue inside his agency. A picture of Katsumi performing first aid in the mock emergency first aid tent during their license exam, quickly followed by Katsumi laying on a camp bed in an actual first aid tent during the 'War'. 

Izuku and Katsumi were sat on his bed, leaning on the wall as Fumikage and Tenya sat on the floor in front of them. Camie was at his desk with Mei, teaching her how to paint her nails while Neito sat on the tablet with Melissa. Shoto's hand appeared in front of the camera, giving a peace sign.

Now the guys were beginning to divide up space for an impromptu sleep over, while Katsumi took the girls to her dorm to lend them pyjamas and get changed.

"Fuck it fuck it I don't wanna yeah,"  While the outro played, the girls returned, everyone picking out a place in the now divided room. The view changed to show Katsumi had taken the bed. Camie and Mei were huddled together next to the bed. Katsumi's hand dangling down to hold them to the frame. Shoto was happily curled up under the desk, having turned it into a nest of pillows and blankets from his own room. Shinso laid nearest the bathroom, there had actually been an arguement against him sleeping in the bath. Tenya laid against the wall opposite the window, laying in a human pretzel state he somehow found comfortable. Fumikage and Dark Shadow were laying in a small ray of moonlight together, since they often had a night light but didn't want to disturb the others. The camera panned to Izuku, who was sat at the foot of his bed, he adjusted the covers, pulling them over Katsumi, who rolled over in her sleep to face the wall. As the greenette got up, the video began to fade to black with the end of the song. The camera was balanced on his headboard, showing him laying down in the spot closest to the window. He had always liked sleeping with a breeze.

"I'm amazed that you all managed to fit in there," Vlad King stared as they paused the video. "I mean, that's a lot of people for such a small space,"

"I mean I would've taken the bathtub, but noo," Shinso groaned, waving his hands in faux annoyance. "Apparently that would be 'bad for my spine' and 'look ridiculous',"

"You can't prove otherwise," Neito snarked lightly, "I mean you already don't sleep enough as is, sleeping in a cold metal tub would only make it worse, your eyebags don't need eyebags,"

"Plus you're grumpy already," Tenya added, "If you had a crick in your neck during the day I'm not sure anyone could deal with you sarcastic whip of a tongue,"

"Oh shut it, the pair of you," Some laughter from the room before they all settled down again. As Neito reached to press play another voice spoke up.

"Wait a second, I've just realized," Touya sat up straighter, "So, we all know that Mido's Mom was manipulative and controlling, but what about his old man? Sure she told Mido that he abandoned them and all, but is that.."

"Way ahead of you," Fumikage nodded, "Ever since Izuku confessed his suspicions on how Inko acted towards him, Dark Shadow and I took the liberty of finding his father, we were waiting for the right time to put them in contact, in the hopes maybe they could repair the relationship Inko twisted and manipulated, however this took precedence," Katsumi felt her eyes bulge as the IzuKrew looked to the emo man.

"You didn't tell us?" Mei sounded about as scandalized as Katsumi felt, "We could've,"

"It was supposed to be a surprise," Fumikage defended himself, "The IzuKrew as a whole sucks at keeping suprises from him, plus you all got him special birthday presents already,"

"Still," Neito dissented, "We would have more chance as a group convincing Izuku to talk wi-," At that point, the front doors were practically blown from their frame as an imposing figure stood before the group. Black hair fell over furious green eyes as oddly pristine teeth clenched together. There were no introductions, no niceties, no greeting, just four words, hardly even growled out.

"Where is my son?" Hisashi Midoriya scanned the room like a feral animal, everyone leant away from his fear inducing gaze. Until it stopped, locking onto probably the worse person it could've. "You," All for One sighed, "What did you do?"

"It's nice to see you again to my boy," The whole room came crashing to a titanic stop.

"Ah-waht?" Toshinori mumbled, Hisashi crossed the room, ignoring the chairs in his way that were quickly abandoned, grabbing the number one villain by his neck and lifting him out of his own seat.

"Don't 'my boy' me, you double crossing bastard,"

"For the record, you should blame the woman I routinely warned you about, admittedly yes, Tomura did fight him, however that was between them and the matter has now been settled," Katsumi wasn't sure how All for One wasn't struggling in the man's hold an entire foot of the ground.

"I advise you put him down before you are arrested for assaulting a prisoner on their day out," Nezu warned sternly.

"I'll do what I want to my father rat," Hisashi spat out, "You said you'd stop, you said you would move on! Then your stupid fucking grudge against All Might makes international headlines, are you shitting me?! If I could've come here sooner I would've believe me, now my son that she told me died in a villain attack almost a year ago is alive and missing?! No, this has your name written all over it,"

"Izuku wasn't taken," Katsumi answered, "He left, on his own, in the middle of the night two nights ago, because he's been let down too many times, he's left to get some much needed head space and alone time," She flinched as Hisashi's eyes snapped to her, "He doesn't even know you c-,"

"That I care, I'm aware, which one of you is Fumikage Tokoyami?" Tokoyami raised a hand, "Then I have you to thank for giving me the information I needed to come home, the agency knew something was fishy and gave me paid leave to invstigate, now, what's this about my son being let down?"

"We failed him," Aizawa nodded his head, "Too many times, as teachers, mentors and protectors, we, I wrote him off as some arrogant child since he couldn't properly use his quirk, instead of talking to him and getting him the help and therapy he needed,"

"I failed him by not being there when he needed help, I never truly helped him to understand or control the power he uses because I never bothered to understand my own,  despite them being so similar it was the reason I offered to help mentor him," Toshinori bowed in shame and guilt.

"We as a school failed to note the signs of abuse and trauma that essentially were his character," Nezu shook his head, "There were red flags upon red flags we all failed to notice and it appears that this most recent incident was the final straw, as of yesterday, Midoriya Izuku was officially labelled as missing and we are unsure if he will decide to come back permanently,"

"Permanently? What, is he going to come back temporarily?"

"He'll come back to collect Eri but we are unsure if he will leave with her or if he will stay," Midnight offered, "He left us a stack of CDs with his music on them for us to watch while he is gone, if you could please calm down and join us?"

"Who's Eri?"

"This is," Tenya held up the girl by her armpits, "She is Izuku's adopted daughter, who he rescued on a mission against the Shie Hissaki, Eri, this is your Papa's papa, you should call him Grampa,"

"Papa's papa?" The whitette mumbled, "But Papa said his papa didn't want him,"

"I did want my son, I wanted to support him and help him and watch him grow, but since costs of a quirkless child are so much higher due to quirkism, I had to leave the country and get a job overseas to make enough money to support him,"

"Where did you go?"

"Canada, as a pyrokinetic hero, my quirk was a perfect fit for the rescue work I specialise in,"

"Pyrokinetic? Izuku said you could breath fire," Shoto stood up from his seat.

"Yeah, but what good would that be if I couldn't control it?" Hisashi put his father down and began adjusting the fallen seats, "I can't control fire I don't create, nor am I entirely fireproof, however I can control the fire I spew to a minor degree, of course I can't fly, nor can I create and wield weapons like Endeavor can, but I can immediately extinguish my fire, control up to seven fires the size of a baseball, fewer larger or many smaller and it's all appears green,"

"Wait, you're the Rescue Hero: Borax!"  Shisida pointed in surprise, "You're a hero that specialises in mountain rescues and extreme weather combat! You're fifteenth in Canada's hero ranking,"

"I'm surprised you've heard of me,"

"You rescued my Uncle and his family when they were on holiday, they'd been caught out in an avalanche and were barely able to hide inside a small cave," He nodded in understanding. "You're Midoriya's father?"

"And proud of it, his mother told me that he'd died in a villain attack involving some sludge villain and a bunch of incompetent heroes that waited for All Might to show up,"

"He was involved in that attack, but he saved my brother's life, he gave All Might enough time to get there and stop the villain," Katsumi shook her head, "I, it was on the news for a few days but the chatter died down quickly, he hasn't made international headlines so it's,"

"I-island," Melissa cut in shaking her head, "He saved I-island from a terrorist attack, that made international headlines,"

"The students were kept anonymous," David answered his daughter, "It was for their safety and to prevent the media from going for their parents,"

"You said he left CDs? Does he play music?" Nobody answered as they all moved back into their seats. Neito just smirked as he pressed play.

"Hey everyone, so we're on track two of our Katsumi tribute track, this one is an older track, one I wrote just after starting out, which is why it's very piano based, it's more about how I was trying to stick to my path, despite butting heads with Katsumi over it whenever we talked on holidays and.... everything else involving Alderra, I did film a lot of it at Alderra but a few scenes are from my dorm room in UA but nonetheless, this is to Katsumi for helping find the determination to keep going, even if it was just pure spite at the time,"  The piano softly began playing.

"Some have fought battles, in fields full of cattle and some have waged war out at sea," A compliation of small videos played. All of them taking place during Izuku's day back in Alderra. Katsumi wasn't sure how he got the video from him sitting in class writing but the rest were obviously caught on his phone. He exercised, studied, walked home, wrote in his analysis books, listened to music. It changed to a picture of him, sat on the roof of his apartment complex staring up at the night sky.

As he stared up at the moon, the sky began to change. Until it was simply his ceiling. The camera panned to show Izuku sat boredly at his desk, scrolling through hero forums. It wasn't until the second verse began that the video changed to him working out while cleaning the beach.

"Some fight with rifles, and some use the Bible and some use a shield and a knife,"  Izuku stopped cleaning and waltzed slowly in the area he'd cleaned. He swayed with his imaginary partner until the sky turned red, when the camera turned back to see him resting on a pile of scrap metal, almost asleep.

"The air felt so still I guess this is the hill, I will die on," As the piano played, Izuku hummed the outro. The camera panned to show Izuku watching the video on his desk. His head swivelled as he began getting up, getting the UA blazer off the back of his seat. As he left, the computer screen changed to show a piece of text. Hill I will die on. It remained there as the screen faded to black.

"Izuku..... Izuku wrote that?" Hisashi whispered, "Did anyone, did he include anyone?"

"So far we know he inluded the IzuKrew, class one-B and the League, it makes sense that he didn't get anyone else in class A involved since he was trying to keep the project as secret from Ochako as possible," Tenya summarized quickly.

"Ochako? W-who? How much of my son's life have I missed?"

"Enough to talk about, not enough to cause a large divide," Shinso reassured kindly, "He's told us a lot about his life, we can catch you up on the essentials but once he starts talking to you, he won't stop until you're completely caught up,"

"The fact I must be caught up on my son's life is shameful in and of itself," Hisashi muttered darkly. "And nobody has any idea where he could be?" Every one slowly shook their heads. Neito hit play for the next song.

"So, uh, hey everyone, this, this isn't exactly a tribute, well it is but, it's not for something about Katsumi or something Katsumi did, it's just a song, for Katsumi, as simple as it might get, it's more about how I used to be until we got to UA, how I felt until All Might and everyone dragged me out of that place, I also convinced All Might to join since his status as a late bloomer means he could sympathise, don't worry though I wrote his lines for him,"

"You can sing?!" Came the collective response.

"More than that, Young Midoriya had me do a rap and it's only thanks to the work of Nezu and Young Eri here that I have the restored lung capacity to do so,"

"What?"

"Well, I should say Young Midoriya brought the idea to Nezu's attention, who then had some minds look into it and Eri helped speed up the process, surely you all noticed how I'm not as hollow as I once used to be?"

"He has a point," Aizawa grumbled, "I mean it finally explains why we saw him eating like a man starved in the teacher's lounge, Monoma, continue," Neito nodded and did exactly that. A heavy brass wind instrument belowed before strings were plucked. The camera zoomed into a snowy hill, Izuku sat bundled up, some black balloons floating behind him. He got up from the small campfire as he began to sing.

"Look, self awareness, pride's a coat and yes I like to wear it,"

"Pause it," Kaminari cried, "There's no way Midoriya did that, not in one take, I refuse!" While most of the room had borne witness to Izuku's mumble sprees, none of them truly realized just what he was capable of. "I mean did he breath during that entire verse? What that even one verse?! C'mon man, please, he has to have,"

"I mean I believe it," Kirishima shrugged, "If we let him get too bad, he just ends up making sounds, sure we don't hear anything understandable, but he's writing as he talks and that chicken scratch definitely says something, he probably recorded the entire verse in a booth and just lip-synced for the video, either way it's still damn manly,"

"And you're part is still coming up is it?" Aizawa stared at All Might, who just smiled widely and nodded with pride. "Are you slower than that?"

"Honestly I do not know, once I memorized the lines, I kept rehearsing them with Young Midoriya until he was happy, I'm unaware of how fast we were speaking in the time, if only because he was talking and understanding me at the same speeds,"

"In other words, he could've been going at any speed plausible and you were unconsciously using your quirk to keep up?"

"That is entirely plausible Nezu, I won't lie to you," All Might sighed, "May we continue?" Neito nodded,

"BUT I,

Manifested this,

failing's how you grow and learn your lessons kids,

take the worst and try to make the best of it,

cause when you fail just know that it's a test and if,

you can learn to pick yourself back up again

and train your brain to not be such a pessimist,

it's okay to make mistakes, just don't forget that

there's a high road but I skip the exit when I'm LOST!" In the video, Izuku was seen stumbling and trying to make his way up a snowy mountain, through many trees and several fields. As the chorus began, he was seen slowly being able to make his way over to more black balloons.

All Might had been covered in snow, after Izuku wiped the snow from his face with a gloved hand, his head lifted.

"Wow,  these burdens are heavy, and I'm hoping it don't bury me," All Might slowly got up and began leading Izuku through more terrain. Though his words were not as fast as Izuku's his display of skill was still very impressive.

Once again the video was paused as everyone stared at All Might in shock. He seemed rather pleased with himself and smiled.

"So impressively fast," Aizawa concluded, "And did you do that all in one breath?" A nod, "Right, well, glad that's been answered then, Kaminari, if All Might can do his verse in one breath and still not reach Midoriya levels of speed, do you have any reason to doubt Midoriya could in fact rap at those speeds?"

"No sir," The electric blond slumped into his seat, "It's just, man, I, I wish he'd leave some talent for the rest of us, I've tried rapping before and I've always stumbled over words, maybe Midoriya could teach me a few things?" Neito took his cue to hit play again.

All Might dramatically fell to his knees as he sung his version of the chorus, getting up as Izuku joined in and took the lyrics back. The two struggled together towards more fields

"When I'm lost Lost," The two stopped as the camera panned over their heads, revealing a multitude of black balloons, bundled together in groups across the large field. It faded to black as silence held for a moment. Aizawa was first to break it with a small cough,

"That was, well, it was something," And like that the room fell into animated chatter at the idea that the former number one could not just sing but rap too. 

"I was similar to Young Midoriya, in more ways than one, I too took an interest in music as an emotional outlet while waiting for my quirk to come in, I doubt I still have the skills I used to, but I will always know my way around a drum-kit," He smiled and nodded lightly, "I think we should watch this last video before we begin our conversations, it is only this one left before the break after all," Neito nodded and pressed play before the audio fizzled back into life.

"H-hey g-guys, so, so I should start by, s-saying sorry, it... I'm not going to be able to, get m-more music down y-yet," Izuku's voice wobbled as it bled through the air. "I was, I just, I lost my patience, I've already written it down,"

"D-d-d-deku, puh, puh, please open up," Another voice intruded quietly, getting a hiss from Izuku.

"S-s-so I'm, I'm just leaving the monologue b-b-before the last song for now, I... I know I probably won't be back, even if you watch a CD a day, s-so h-here w-we go, one last song," The audio cut unexpectedly as the screen faded from black. Instead of a video a single image loaded in its place. To the rest of the room it would look like just a piece of a random forest. To Katsumi though, it was hauntingly familiar. Izuku played the guitar before he began to sing.

"I used to think that I was different,"

Memories floated through her mind's eye as he sung. Two small children, running around playing tag in the forest.

Izuku climbing down into a small creek to get the hairpin Katsumi had dropped by accident.

A pair of nine year olds sneaking out of the bedroom window. Their thirteen year old forms climbing into the trees to sit together.

"Would you meet me on that broken path?" Izuku waving off her concern after he got into another fight after school. A small cut on his temple and a bruised cheek being the only visible injuries to the thirteen year old. Once again them just being in the woods together, climbing trees and sword fighting with sticks. Katsumi's stomach burned with guilt at how much her heart fluttered at the memories. It was then that her subconscious finally decided to unlock a door she didn't know was there.

Izuku and she sat in a small clearing. A picnic blanket beneath them as they shared the large packed lunch. "Y'know I don't know why this place is so special," She looked over to him as he leant back on one arm.

"I like it," He shrugged, "It's quiet, peaceful, no Katsuki, no mom, no school, nothing but peace and quiet, it helps to let the anger go,"

"Anger? Zuzu, not to be an idiot or anything, but I don't think I've seen you get angry, ever,"

"That's because I don't let it out," Laying down, he rested his head on his hands. "I mean if I punch Katsuki in the face, he'll get pissy, school will throw me out, mom would have my neck, your mom would want her pound of flesh, the only two people that wouldn't be mad are you and your old man," Red eyes stared at him in a mix of understanding and suspicion. "I can't get angry because it'll be used against me, so I'll sit in silence before I come here and just... let it go,"

"Uh huh, and tell me oh patient one, have you ever been mad at me?"

"You haven't given me reason to be yet 'Sumi, you or Masaru, but I think if I ever was, I'd come here," There was silence for a second, "Y'know, until I turn twenty-five, there's a ninety-percent chance I'll go missing,"

"You? Please Zuzu, you're the outlier, you couldn't be a statistic if you wanted to, quirkless make up eighty-six percent of all suicides for every age group up to thirty, you haven't been in those statistics, you won't be in any of them,"

"You can be certain?"

"Of course, I'm not going to let you do that to yourself... or me,"

"Well, if I ever do go missing, whever we are, I'll probably be somewhere with a lot of trees.... and no people," He added as an after thought, "If I could, right now, I'd stay here for a week or two, just to clear my head, get these.... nevermind," The look on his face told her to not push it right now. So she didn't and as she looked back on the memory, she wondered how different things could be now if she had.

"I know where he is," Katsumi stood up, the room looking to her as the song kept playing.

 Running from the room first, she was followed by the rest of them all. The IzuKrew being the ones directly behind her, classes A and B making up the rest as the heroes all hung back a bit further.

The horde left UA grounds. Katsumi desperately leading the charge. She knew the way there like the back of her hand. A car screeched to a halt as she used her explosions to fly across the road. None of the onlookers could figure out what was going on. Katsumi kept charging through the crowds to the train station. It was the beginning of the evening now. The CD viewing party were all able to rush onto the train that would take them towards the Alderra district. Katsumi's heart raced in her ears as she continued to move through the train, despite it not actually doing anything to increase her progress. Moving just helped her keep the fear of being too late at bay. As it stopped she was the first off, the rest suddenly following her. Of course the members of the IzuKrew all knew where Izuku lived, he hadn't actually kept it a secret, however none of them knew how to get there. Save for Katsumi and Katsumi alone.

Again the rabble seemed to chase her down the roads, to the utter confusion of the crowds around them. Katsumi lead them past her house, past Inko Midoriya's apartment. The older greenette shellshocked to see the group bearing down on her as she moved to enter the complex. The explosive blonde whipped by without a second thought. She didn't care if the group did the same, all she needed to do was get there.

Past Alderra school, many of the students and teachers were only just leaving the after-school clubs. Some recognized Katsumi but she didn't bother waving, or even acknowledging them in her blitz.

Reaching the forest they played in together, she desperately wanted to call out his name. But she knew where he was, so she saved her breath and kept running. Through brambles, over logs and under branches she weaved. It was definitely not a used path she ran down, but she ran nonetheless. It didn't take long for her to find the spot. It had been their favourite place after all. A green haired figure stood with his back to her. Not even hesitating, she ran to him and jumped onto him.

"Say you will, say you will!"  Izuku squawked in surprise at the sudden company, startling the wildlife around them. Katsumi buried her face into the crook of his neck, letting her tears flow as she squeezed him. All the things she wanted to say, but her words were failing her. There was absolute silence as she realized what she'd done. Holding her breath for his reaction, she closed her eyes again and held him. With her blood roaring in her ears, she could hear him say only one thing.

"S-sumi?"

Chapter Text

"How did you find me?" Izuku hadn't moved, Katsumi still latched onto his back.

"I remembered, when we were younger, before... everything," She whispered, "If you ever went missing, I should check where there are a lot of trees and no people, yeah the forest at UA would be a good idea, but this place was close enough for you to reach it before dawn, it took me a few CDs to remember it,"

"He actually played those? Fuck I thought he'd just hand it off to Present Mic or something and everyone would forget about it,"

"What? You mean you didn't plan on,"

"Well no, I did plan for it but I didn't want it to happen," He admitted quietly, "Now people are going to change their opinions and,"

"Mina bitch slapped Uraraka, Tenya knocked some of Katsuki's teeth out, all of the teachers are crushing themselves under their guilt and," She began explaining only to pause when she finaly realized their surroundings. Many of the trees hand chunks missing from them. It was clearly done with brute force instead of a blade. Worried, she looked down to the greenette's hands, finding them red raw with scabs and splinters. "Zuzu, have.... have you been punching the trees? Without One for All?"

"It helped, why are you on my back?"

"Because I, I'll get off now,"

"No, 'Sumi, why are you on my back?" His hands gripped her legs, "I didn't say I didn't like it, it's just you never accept piggyback rides,"

"Well, jumping at you was the quickest way to get to you, not my fault you didn't turn around in time." That fucking knot in her stomach twisted from their position. Legs locking that little bit tighter around his waist as she clung to him. "We... everybody missed you," Mumbling into his shoulder, she took a deep breath, "I missed you," Panic surged as she felt Izuku freeze up for the moment.

"I... wasn't gone that lo-,"

"No, Zuzu, you don't... you don't understand," Tightening her hold even further, she repeated, "I missed you," Hoping the action and tone would convey more words than she dare say right now, Katsumi held her breath. Izuku's hand gently rose to ruffle her hair as his breath wobbled for a second.

"I missed you too 'Sumi, so much," Both of them took deep, shaky breaths. After starting UA Katsumi had taken whatever steps she could to mend their friendship. To be as close as they had been before. And to a point Izuku had let her, there had just been one obstacle in the way. One massive, brunette obstacle.

But she was gone now and they could finally be Zuzu and 'Sumi again. Katsumi hadn't dared use that nickname from three-fold anxiety. One, Katsuki would hear it again and then hurt Izuku for being close to her. Two, Izuku would resent her for Alderra and tell her to stop using the name. Three, Uraraka would manipulate it to make it look like she was trying to steal Izuku and alienate Katsumi from the classes. A moment passed, in which only the breeze was heard. THen it was the voices.

"KATSUMI?!"/ "MIDORIYA?!"/ "BAKUGO!!"/ "IZUKU!!" The greenette froze before he took off running.

"Zuzu, w-what are,"

"You led them here?" He hissed back,

"Not intentionally, it's... I, when I remembered you'd be here, they just... followed me? I'm pretty sure the news will have footage of UA filling a train and scaring several passengers with the implication of a mass villain attack," Izuku huffed,

"Just what I needed, more attention, does the idea of me wanting to be alone seem that alien to everybody?" Katsumi ducked behind his back as he vaulted a log, threading the needle between it and a low hanging branch. 

"Except it's the exact opposite of what you need right now,"

"What I need is for people to finally mind their own fucking business,"

"No Zuzu, what you need is the IzuKrew, you need someone to talk to about this, they will listen, I pro-,"

"Bakugo I spent the last thirteen years of my life without anyone to talk to, I'm good at compartmentalizing and dealing with my own issues,"

"You mean bottling it up until this happens?" He began to slow down as they approached a small clearing, his small sedan car waiting for them. It was a dark forest green with black and dull bronze highlights. "You can't do this alone anymore Zuzu, you can't, it'll kill you," He paused just long enough to let her down from his back.

"Haven't killed myself yet have I? I think I'll be fine,"

"That's not funny Zuzu, do you have any idea how worried everyone was?"

"Not, they aren't worried 'Sumi, they're scared, scared of the consequences of their actions, scared that their failures will be broadcast to the world," He spat, "They aren't worried, they're guilty, I'm willing to bet that Nezu only wants me back to help UA save face, their star student going missing in the middle of the night, with a bunch of CDs and notes detailing all the red flags they missed? I'm surprised that they didn't destroy the discs after figuring out what was one them,"

"You don't mean that, you don't,"

"I do," Her heart froze as he looked directly into her eyes. Any light, any fire that had been in them was finally gone. It wasn't even just a dull gaze, his eyes were a different kind of cold. A cold that even rage didn't contend with. An empty, emotionless, soul destroying cold. "It's probably one of the very, very few things I've ever meant in my miserable and painful life, I trust no-one anymore Katsumi Bakugo, not a single body,"

"What about the IzuKrew? What about them huh? About all the things we did together? The late nights, gaming tournaments, what abut those?"

"What about them? They were nice and I like the group, I do, I really, really do, I," He sighed, bowing his head, "I can't explain it to you Katsumi, not even Melissa will understand where I'm coming from, because she's only been hurt on one side of the line I crossed,"

"Izuku, please, just, I, one night, come back for one night, in the dorms, catch up on your sleep and make this,"

"Decision when I'm not tired? Is that what you're going to say Katsumi? When I'm not tired? Spoiler Katsumi, I'm always tired, I'm so goddamn tired all the time, I haven't slept properly since I was four years old, I haven't eaten right in years, to the point where going two days without food didn't actually effect me that much, but it's more than just that Katsumi, I'm tired of things, how the world is, how I was nothing, useless when I was quirkless and now suddenly I'm expected to deal with everone's problems?! No, no NO!" Turning on his heel and stalking to his car, he opened the door. "No more of it, I'm done with everything, I just, everyone can solve their own fucking problems, have their own fucking drama because I've had enough of everyone else making me the centre of it all!" The door slammed shut as he choked the engine to life. Katsumi ran in front of the car and put her hands on the hood. "Move," His head leant out of the driver side window.

"No, not this time, I've lost you twice now and that's already two times too many, so I'll be damned if I let you go a fucking third Izuku Midoriya,"

"You don't want to stop me Katsumi, you're only doing it out of a twisted sense of obligation from the guilt you've been building ever since Alderra," The car revved, inching forwards, making her flinch back lightly.

"I want you back and I want you to stay, I don't care if running me over is what it takes for you to believe me," Their eyes met again, car thrumming between them as they stared the other down.

"Katsumi Bakugo, I'm paranoid with sociopathic tendencies, don't think I won't floor it, I will,"

"If you were going to you would've done it by now Zuzu, I know you, I know your bluffs and tells,"

"You don't know me at all," That one hurt, like a twisted red hot blade. She growled, internally she knew that it had been true for a time.

But not anymore.

"Do it Zuzu, go ahead then,

"IZUKU!" The duo looked over to see the IzuKrew stood at one edge of the clearing, covered in mud and twigs. Tenya was ready to charge after the car, everyone knew he could keep up. Katsumi watched as Izuku stared at them. Melissa broke rank first, stepping towards the car slowly. "Don't Izuku, please, just,"

"I can't stay here guys, they don't care, I know they don't, so just let me go, please,"

"No," Mei charged over to the car, power tools ready to disassemble the entire thing, "Because if you go who else is going to help me make, design and test all my super cute babies? Who's going to hug me and whisper soothing words when I have anxiety attacks?"

"Who's going to coach me through my coping mechanisms after training when my fear of becoming my dad kicks in?" Shoto challenged, ice sticking the wheels down to the ground. Shinso was next, joining Katsumi at the front of the car, ready to push against the horse power.

"Yeah, and who's going to help me think up quips and insults to get villains talking? Or remind me that my quirks isn't villainous whenever I start having doubts?"

"Or remind us that we aren't a monster?" Fumikage added while Dark Shadow grabbed the back of the car, ready to lift the wheels. Izuku's face remained set in a hard frown. Camie also got ready to push against the front of the car.

"For sure babes, like, who am I going to cuddle with when I get scared of the responsibilities being a heroine will have? Who else am I going to turn to when shit gets real?" Finally it was Neito's turn, who simply began climbing into the window, getting Izuku to squawk and begin swatting the blond while he reached for the keys.

"And who's going to angrily argue I'm brilliant being me? That I don't need a facade to protect myself anymore?" With a loud sigh of defeat, Izuku nearly covered the sound of the engine whine as it shut off. "Most importantly, who are we going to spend hours yelling positive reinforcements at? Y'know since it's apparently one of the only ways to get the message through his thick skull?" Suddenly all the tension began to disappear as Izuku leant back against his headrest.

"You guys owe me gas money for the last drive through," Katsumi nearly passed out from relief.

It took a couple hours, many conversations, several rounds of crying and an admittedly well earned punch to the face for Izuku to go back to the dorms. Many had taken this as a sign to celebrate and looked forward to talking to Izuku once again before they tried to go back to something resembling normal. 

Yeah.

That lasted until they began making their way back to the dorms. Izuku took off in the car with his dad for them to catch up while everyone else got the train back to UA. Evidently the father and son beat them back as Hisashi was stood in the kitchen area, making himself a coffee while he waited for them. "Ah, you're all back, wonderful," The tissues in his nostrils to help the nose bleed were also gone.

"Uh, whe-,"

"Where's Izuku? He's in his dorm room, claims that even though he's come back, that doesn't mean he has to be social for now, locking himself away from the world has been a coping mechanism for him,"

"What?" Aizawa was first to join the man, making himself a much stronger coffee to match.

"We spoke Erazer, for a long time, for some reason he already feels that he can open up to me, not that I deserve it," Adding quickly, he continued, "He's told me all about what Inko said, what she did, tried to do, which reminds me, I'll be going after Death Arms' licene after I get my agencies head Japan branch set up, afterwards I will  aid you in an investigation Izuku wants to instigate once he feels he can trust you, digressing aside, my son allowed me to come back into his life after everything Inko did to poison his mind, told me what Katsuki Bakugo did to him, how callous and cruel his teachers were before, about his uphill battle against his mental state and the constant increase in weight bearing down on him," A pointed look towards All Might and Aizawa. "However he has decided to take a small mercy on us all," Reaching into a pocket, he produced a small clear case with a single CD inside. "Another handful of songs, though if possible I'd like to listen to the rest after this?"

"Of course," Nezu agreed. Everyone quickly retook their earlier seats as Shinso put the CD in. Just before he could press play though, footsteps thundered down the stairs. Heads whipped around to see Izuku stood at the staircase, staring at the group. 

"Uh," Katsumi began,

"You," The greenette pointed into the group, "With me," With several confused looks, Kaminari slowly began to rise, pointing to himself, "Yes you, hurry up, the rest of you can carry on," Shinso and the IzuKrew all shrugged, even Katsumi just 'meh'ed and left the rest of them confused. Hitting play they heard Izuku talking again.

"Right, fine, the Ol' man told me you've gone through all my CDs so I've gotten feed you the new ones quickly while I'm still too emotional to get anxious about this, this monologue is just a preface for what happens next but whatever, I'll probably be doing some live recordings at the same time as you watch them, from now on I'm not going to bother numbering the CDs because it's just going to come as it's produced,  I'll number the case after you've listened to it, let's start with something I'm guessing people weren't expecting," Static played for a few seconds before his voice was back, "So, this dedicated to someone?"

"No," Neito's voice came back, "Well, I, sort of I guess? Kind of a thanks to my older siblings for helping me keep on the right track but at the same time a middle finger to Mom and Dad for trying to railroad my life on their achievements, that I'm finally my own person, with my own success,"

"That explains why you wanted it to be about moving on, right, well, you know guitar, I'll cover everything except vocals then, that'll be all you, ready?"

"Ooh, do we finally get to hear an IzuKrew feature?" Tokage grinned, Neito just sighed,

"Yes Setsuna, shut up or you'll miss it,"

It began with a single guitar chord, as it faded away the rest of the instruments kicked up. Neito was studying on screen, sat in the library.

"Once upon a time I could take anything, anything, always stepped in time," Neito was now exercising, probably following Izuku's lead just off camera,

Changing to inside of a recording booth like area, it showed Neito playing a guitar while Izuku monitored some information on the other side of the screen. Just before his vocals returned, it showed Neito walking in a line with a group of the robots, all faceless, before he began trying to escape the crowd.

"This is the part where the needle skips, and the chorus plays like a sink that drips,"

Now running away from the crowd, Neito began trying to climb up an alley, the robots beginning to notice his absence and giving chase.

He ran from the robots, as Izuku's voice called out,

Back in a recording booth, Neito leant in to the hanging mic.

The footage began to cut between Neito running on rooftops and softly singing in the booth.

An elated Neito was running with a grin, until he slipped and began falling into the waiting robot crowd. Resiging himself, the blond closed his eyes,

As if a switch flicked, the recorded Neito rolled into an axe kick, knocking down the robot under him.

Fighting a losing battle, he kept going as the song progressed,

Robots crumbled as five more swarmed him, but still in the video he persisted, ready to do down swinging.

Suddenly robots were pulled away from him as a hand was held out to him.

"Once upon a time I could take anything, anything," Neito looked up to see Izuku with a small smile, ready to help him up as the screen cut to black. Shinso paused the video,

"You didn't tell us he let you touch the Sahara," Tenya muttered,

"The Sahara?" Hagakure poked,

"His favourite guitar, first one he bought with his own money, it's a burnt umber orange kind of colour, like a sun set in a desert," Fumikage explained, "It's the one Izuku uses to record the music before using other guitars to play on the videos, nobody gets to touch it,"

"Y-you do realise that he's probably let you guys use his favourites for your music right?" Katsumi frowned at his defence.

"I mean I did get to play on Hydra," Mei admitted,

"Same here," She nodded to the pinkette. "His favourite drumkit," Explaining before anyone could ask, she got several nods of understanding. Someone Izuku and Kaminari had come down silently, the electric blond just quietly taking his seat. A look of pride and happiness on his face as he sat down. Most looked over to see the greenette stood, scanning the crowd.

"You next," Shoji stood up and silently followed him, "Do not ask Kaminari what I took him off to do, he's been sworn to secrecy under pain of sudoku,"

"Ah, a curse like no other," Shigiraki mused, "I know the fear,"

"Good, remain scared," Izuku smirked good naturedly before leading Shoji off to do only he knew. Shinso sighed and hit play again.

"Right, track two, let's just get it started," The music kicked into life immediately with the camera rising from the floor to show Izuku alseep in bed.

"The alarm clock rings, I feel so weak," His hand lazily rose to slam his alarm clock before dragging himself from under the covers,

A smash cut to Izuku running across the campus

He vaulted over a bench as he continued towards a training ground.

It changed back to Izuku in his room, pulling his t-shirt over his head, before he cut to the bathroom mirror where he could be seen brushing his teeth.

His arms were above his head as he stretched out, grimacing

He was now fighting against a zero pointer, similar to the one that had been in the entrance exam.

As he began glowing from his quirk, he leapt from the ground, leaving a crater as he zoomed towards the head.

Rolling under one of the massive arms, he continued up to the head

Just as the audience thought he'd strike it, the other metal fist came to launch him sideways. The tune changed to match the way Izuku pulled himself from the rubble, another fist baring down to beat him.

Crackling with more energy, Izuku leapt up towards the behemoth, a wideshot capturing the moment he speared through it like a bullet.

"I will sing while I'm still young," As the song ended, Izuku landed on a railing, looking out over the sunset of another day. The audience sat silently as they watched the screen fade to black. Shoji silently retook his seat while everybody tried to find Izuku. When he didn't come down the stairs to drag another off, the CD was continued. "You're sure?"

"Yes I'm sure Izuku," Mei's voice floated back getting the inventor to vibrate.

"You don't want to do vocals or the bass, or the guitar, just the drums?"

"Yes," 

"Alright, alright, you're on drums and only drums," He surrendered, there was a brief static, "Right, she's gone, whoever's listening to this you better focus on the drums, Mei put her heart and soul into it, you better appreciate her efforts,"

"Izuku," She mused quietly. The screen faded in a I\uku began to play guitar. It was a few seconds before the drums kicked up, Mei getting centre screen as she smashed along.

"North to south, Energy, running on, bravado,

"Pause!" A member of 1-B shouted, Awase if her memory served. "Pardon my language but holy shit, Hatsume are you a machine or something?! I don't even know how you'd be able to keep that going the entire song," Katsumi snorted before Mei giggled.

"Thanks Solder," Everyone sighed at the nickname, Awase just sweatdropping before he rubbed the back of his head. The song was continued.

"Stop being, so American, there's a time and there's a place,"

The scene changed to Mei and Izuku working together in the workshop, sparks and parts being thrown and sent flying. Off to one side a very concerned and fearful PowerLoader could be seen trying to scold them and find cover at the same time. All the while Mei's continuous beat on the drums did not once falter.

Izuku backup singing was more vocoded to fit the melody.

Back to the recording booth, Izuku and Mei were stood preforming together on the other side of the glass while various machines gave readouts nobody understood.

"Everyone watched as Izuku focused on his solo, his mouth kept twitching as Mei was apparently trying to get him to laugh while she played, mouth moving to presumably tell jokes.

"Are you hoping for a miracle?! (It's not enough)" Izuku's final riff was accompanied by Mei slamming the sticks in an outro as the video cut off suddenly. There was a loud applause as Mei went pink and seemed to fold into herself in embarrassment. Only the IzuKrew were able to open her back up to the compliments and praise. 

"I'm sorry,"  Fumikage's voice silenced them quickly, "You want Dark Shadow, to... sing?"

"Yes, because I know if I try and sing in the voice this song needs, I will shred my vocal chords, Dark Shadow can artificially alter his voice to whatever he needs and I need a growly, almost demonic type of voice, alright?"

"I, uh, yeah, I guess, does this mean I can't play guitar?"

"On the other hand, I was actually going to ask if you wanted to use Cerberus?" 

"Cerberus?" The video paused as the rather stout Shoda asked.

"His double guitar, normally only he is fast enough to play something like that," Shinso replied quietly, suddenly turning to the avian headed man. "He didn't," A small nod, "Oh lord," Without explaining or waiting for questions, he continued the audio.

"Y-you'd let me.. us, touch Cerberus?"

"As long as you promise to to break it, I don't mind,"

"Yeah, yeah, sure,"

"Awesome, let's go get set up," The screen remained dark as they all waited for the song to begin.

"Musta Krakish," A light flashed across the screen as the instruments started all at once.

Another spot light ran across the screen with each drum

All of the lights suddenly activated to show Izuku and Fumikage on a stage, both dressed in a heavy metal-esque appearance, the androids forming a mosh pit and larger audience.

"STOP, hold on, wait," Sato stood up, "No, I'm sorry, can we please play that part back? There's no way Midoriya was able to do that,"

"Do what?"

"Those drums?! Hello, did none of you hear that?" They played the segment back, this time all listening to the drums and faced falling into shock. "Who in the hell?"

"Well, he is teaching me drums still," Mei shrugged, "It makes sense, he didn't realise I'd find my one so difficult when he first taught me, to him it was a simple and easy set, it's not surprising he can use two kick drums with double pedals," As Dark Shadow threw one fist in the air, the audience bots seemingly joined into the guttural roars. The camera zoomed into Fumikage, watched as he strummed both sets of strings with one hand, his own covering the bottom neck while Dark Shadow's second hand masterfully danced along the top neck.

"I'm the conjurer of demons, I'm the father of your death," Fumikage leant backwards, shredding his guitar towards the sky before he swung back down, holding the base under his chin and playing it in a perfect vertical downwards. With some visible effort, the mutant man lifted it behind his head to play it without looking before he dashed and fell to his knees, sliding to the edge of the stage. His ending riff saw the camera pan up lightly to Dark Shadow's hand, flipping over and under the other neck of the guitar. Seven beats passed, lulling the group into thinking it was about to quiet down, when Dark Shadow's mouth opened again.

The mic was turned to the crowd who joined into the crowd.

Once again shock settled in as they watched Izuku beating the drums at unreal speeds, yet there was no sight of his quirk activating, furthering the shock to people.

Izuku's own growl joined in as the whole building began letting out,

"RISE  and awaken!" As both men finished their parts, they raised their hands in victory and celebrated before the camera faded to black.

"Dude, where was this talent at the festival?" Jirou turned to Fumikage, who just shrugged,

"I had a single guitar with a melody that others could keep up with, you guys never asked me if I could do anything complex,"

"There's complex Fumi and then there's sharing a connection with Dark Shadow that lets you swap bass and guitar midway through a song," Everyone looked over to Izuku leaning against the wall by the staircase, a chesire grin on his features. "If anyone wants to learn, I'd be happy to teach, but we'll need a proper schedule since we don't have an actual recording studio, I just hire one out for a day for the videos since my bathroom works well enough to capture sound," Aizawa caught a CD frisbeed into the room. "That's your next fix, I came down halfway through and while I'm glad you think my drumming is good, you're certainly not giving Fumi enough credit, so good job bud," A brief nod, "And now I'll be going back upstairs, Gramps, you're coming with," Katsumi watched as All for One lifted himself from his seat, slowly moving after Izuku. Nobody made a sound until Shinso took the CD.

"Alright, let's get this show on the road," He slot the disc onto the tray and the class silenced again.

Chapter Text

Izuku Midoriya was many things. Smart, cunning (Though people often mistook them for the same thing) good at hiding his emotions, good at reading other peoples, he was caring, patient and above all he was kind. What nobody knew though, was that Izuku had a dark corner of his heart, a part where he never let any positive emotions stay. It was the part he hid all of his pain, all of his stress, all his fatigue, annoyance and everything else. But the most important part of this hidden recess was the fact it housed one emotion that had been stronger than the rest for a very, very long time.

His Anger.

Because he learned quickly in life that getting angry only gave people an excuse to treat him worse. Teachers justified crueler punishments, Baku-bastard hit him harder, Katsumi wouldn't look him in the eye and Mom would ground him 'for his own safety'. So like he told Katsumi that fateful day that his Anger was hidden away, it was not a joke. It was hidden under lock and key and chains and traps. It was only rarely that he let the Anger out, small slivers of the true whirlwind that was locked away behind his eyes. Trying to burn it away like that helped in the short term, but afterwards he would regret not letting more of it out. Such as how he wished he'd put that bit more power into his punches against Overhaul and left nothing but a bloody smear on the road, the other Yakuza trapped in his kaiju form be damned. Baku-bastard very nearly got a taste of it when he was dragged out to their midnight fight. Again Izuku regret holding back. Taking a deep breath he leant towards the microphone, music playing in his ears.

"Is everybody lonely? Is everybody scared?" 

The music helped him keep a lid on the anger, kept it placated. Spoke to that vengeful part of his soul and told him that retribution would come soon, that he just needed to wait. His godforsaken mother was always trying to keep him under her thumb, so excuse him for pulling out all the stops against Endeavor when he heard the number two craphead was doing the same thing to his family. He had hoped that maybe somone would notice and do it for him but quelle surprise nobody did. Nobody noticed golden boy Izuku Midoriya struggling with his self-esteem, with his mental state, with trusting literally anybody. But sure, he'll help you do this one homework because the world will explode if you get a question wrong.

Uraraka's question of his loyalty had been the final straw. How dare she, how dare she. When it couldn't be more obvious to anybody able to see more than three feet in front of them. He hadn't gone back to the support studio  after Mei's explosion brought her down on top of him until after he found out she was cheating. That was a long fucking time by the way. 

His scars itched occasionally, especially without his compression shirts. Maybe it was a psychosematic effect and he was now dependant on hiding his scars to feel comfortable. Maybe it was his subcounscious telling him to get them treated properly by a Doctor while his conscious was wary of ever asking Recovery Girl for help. Either way he didn't know why they itched, just that he ignored them until they stopped. Just like many of his problems, he'd ignore it for as long as he could. The plan worked for everyone else, why not him?

So many expectations tying him down. The fear of All Might asking for One for All back any given day of the week, Aizawa's constant threat of expulsion if they didn't keep on top of everything. Even the faint anxiety of Nezu finding his anaylsis books and concluding that Izuku was the traitor (despite his best efforts to stop the LoV). Mom making him feel like he was made of glass so he did everything he could to prove he was strong enough. His unwanted reputation as golden boy meaning he had to keep at the higher levels of the class academically and physically to the point he barely had any time to himself or the IzuKrew. He was so tired.

Deku, quirkless, useless. They followed him around like shadows, always hanging over his head, ready to jump at the slightest sign of failure. Just waiting on the tip of every tongue for when he made a slight mistake. Oh sure who doesn't love an underdog story? But anyone who's actually ever been an underdog knows that the story doesn't end because they win. There's a myriad of psychological problems and the stigma to appear strong so they can't seek help. The crushing weight to remain on the top and not let the power go to your head. Oh Izuku wanted to let the power go to his head, to walk into Alderra and break it down with a flick of his finger, leave it and the teachers to burn. Find every single one of his former 'classmates' and leave them whimpering like they'd done to him. He wouldn't even need his quirk to do it after all of his training and that made the idea so much more alluring.

"I'm not special just a simple broken man,"

He couldn't let his classmates suffer like he did, even if they couldn't see past his empty smile. He'd tell Mina she was perfect the way she was whenever he heard whispers about the 'alien' of 1A. Remind Shoji that his best was more than good enough if somone said something about the 'monster' student. Punch Shinso in the face if he ever dared suggest his quirk was villainous. Okay, maybe not the third one.... as often.

Nobody could ever see his doubts, his fear. Because if they did he'd just be tossed aside again, damaged goods as they say. Nobody wanted him before he got his quirk, now people were tripping over each other to even know him. It made him feel like less than an object. Passed around by those that didn't want him. A rare coin people labelled as junk until they found out it was worth a trillion yen. Whenever he thought about it he felt sick. Horribly inescapably so.

"Would you run away? Or are you the same?!"

The IzuKrew never left him though. No matter how much he cried, how scared he was. They reminded him he wasn't alone anymore, and that he'd never be alone again. Okay running off into the woods in the middle of the night may have been a 'not-good' idea. Some would even dare say it was a 'bad' idea. But to Izuku at the time, it felt like what he needed to do. So he did. Before he knre it he'd begun punching trees and only stopped to sleep. Oh sure his fists hurt, but he was used to pain. Even made a snide remark to Recovery Girl about getting another Doctor that wouldn't deny him treatment to look at it. The abject horror the rest of the faculty tried to hide on their faces was very telling and the astounded shock on the old woman's face almost cured the pain by itself. Moving the microphone out of the way, he stopped leaning on the edge of his bath/shower. Standing up, he stretched his arms above his head and grunted. That was his one song, now to make the next CD. Opening the door back into his room, he found Katsumi with her fist poised to knock.

"Yes?" He raised an eyebrow tiredly, god what he'd give to be done with today.

"Um, uh, you, you need to come downstairs,"

"I, no, I don't, they can fake their apologies tomorrow,"

"It's not, not them, more, more you mom and my mom and dad and Katsuki and Uraraka," Flinching as she listed the name, Izuku bristled and walked into his room, almost ignoring her.

"Tell mom that happy hour starts soon so she can fuck off, tell your mother to go back to Greece and be a banshee there, tell your father to do what he's always done and stay quiet and tell those two," He paused as he looked out of the window, taking a deep breath, "Tell them both to go jump off a roof,"

"For the record, I don't wish to be here and I'm fresh plum out of patience for everybody in the room in over ten, especially the five of you, so before you say anything, let me just say this, I haven't listened and I do not care, good day," Twirling on his heel he began heading to the stairs when the IzuKrew blocked his path.

"You have to face this Izuku," Neito shrugged,

"The only thing I have to do, it go to bed and enjoy being unresponsive for the next eight hours,"

"You can't keep running," Fumi smiled sadly,

"Well that's a shame because it keeps working for everybody else, especially when it comes to helping me deal with those problems,"

"Izuku, if you don't handle it now, you never will," Melissa stroked his arm

"Good, I choose never, let them fester and rot," 

"That's not how it works Izuku," Tenya insisted, "Please, just, a few minutes, then we'll get out of your way,"

"Sixty words, cover the kiddie ears, Mitsuki Bakugo and her son are here after all, every word their limited vocab shouldn't be taught to children right now,"

"Now Izuku, there's no," Inko began,

"Oh shut up," Wonderful he was starting with his mother, perhaps that would get the rest of them to just walk away. "I didn't ask for your opinion and I sure as hell don't want it woman, I've never asked for it but you've insisted on opening your damn mouth and spewing toxic lies in my ear, what did you do with the payments from dad anyway? Y'know the ones he gave to save up for my college tuition? He's shown me the bank records of the transfers but I can't find the money anywhere? Oh I know, it disappeared to the liquor store didn't it? Yes, I rememeber know, on the first of every month you'd go shopping but when I got home you'd have no bags with you, because you actually went to restock the supply in the third bedroom you coverted into a wine room, you know the room, the one you never let me in," Inko Midoriya paled and took a step back. "I'm surprised that we didn't get the police called over with how many times you left the house reeking of alcohol, or that you've somehow got all ten fingers still when wine's been your favourite cooking ingredient since forever and sometimes you'd actually use it in the recipes," A sharp intake from the room, "Hmm what's the time? Oh it's almost happy hour, maybe if you're quick you can get back home and empty your favourite shelf, before trying to infer my dream is impossible again, next issue?" Waving her off dissmissively he folded his arms for the next challenger.

"NOW I DON'T KNOW WHO YOU THINK Y-"

SMACK

Everybody gasped as Mitsuki Bakugo went silent from the backhand slap.

"Not nice when it's you getting hit is it bitch? Maybe now you'll stop hitting Katsuki," He huffed, "Who am I kidding you'll probably get home and smack him harder, after all that's how you think you raise a child, with shouting and screaming and verbal or physical abuse, your as bad as Inko with your little get togethers for a barrell or two of wine before stumbling home and screaming the house down while Katsumi hides and Katsuki wonders what he did wrong this time, do you even know how to raise a child? Let alone the twins you nearly fucked up, I say nearly because Masaru actually did something for once and raised Katsumi so you only fucked up half the twins, just all of Katsuki," Her eyes fixed on him, twitching lightly. "Oh please don't act like you could beat me, I need to flick a finger and I could turn you to mush you greasy old bint, your sweat is glycerine isn't it? All I need to beat you is a lighter considering how much of your sweat you leave on your skin, how many times a week do you shower anyway? Once, twice? Can't be more than that because otherwise your skin wouldn't get the benefits of your sweat and before you scream like a banshee as you always do when things go your way, how about we send you back to kindergarten where you can relearn basic manners since you clearly only remember how to act like a toddler in a tantrum," Numbly the woman walked away to sit down, eyes wide and mouth agape.

"Now son," Masaru began, his anger spreading across the room in warning.

"Oh you're actually here?" Izuku snarked, his own anger evident in his glare, Masaru stepped back. "And here I thought the Bakugo patriach was mute and a cuck, did you ever even try and stop her from hitting your son, your only son? Did you perhaps never think the amount of yelling was unhealthy and try to get the police involved? No, because you're too busy getting her permission to watch aren't you? Does she let you touch yourself if you're a good boy? Does she? Whatever I don't care, just go do what you're best at and stay quiet little man, I don't even have enough information to diss you, that's how little you get involved in anything, though I do know you're a good cameraman from the photos you took, which does raise some worrying questions, go on tell me, what's your wife's stage name? Does she blur her face or do you want the world to see your wife's a pornstar that gets to fuck other guys?"

"THAT'S FAR E-FUCKING,"

"YOU SHUT YOUR GODDAMN MOUTH BAKUGO KATSUKI AND WAIT YOUR TURN!!" He winced as the blond teen stared almost catatonic, "Sorry Jirou,"

"'S okay," She whimpered, clearly afraid of getting involved.

"Now where was I? Oh yes, pornstar wife, I bet you watch her videos don't you? When she lets you get yourself off at the end of the month like a good boy, is that it, you go to your room and shut yourself in for the pity wank since your wife knows you couldn't get any if you tried," Masaru glared at him, "Go on big guy, do something, do something,"

"SHUT UP DE-," Katsuki charged at him, fueled by explosions to try attack.

"I said," Izuku caught his arm inches from his face, twisting it around, "Wait," He snapped the elbow easily, getting a scream from Katsuki, "Your," A jab to the face broke his nose with ease, "Fucking," He grabbed his head and began dragging it down, "Turn!" Once he'd fallen face first onto the floor, Izuku slammed his foot on the back of his neck, not quite choking him, but definitely making breathing a difficult task. "Because dear 'kacchan' I'm saving the best for last,"

"Deku I,"

"Don't you ever use that name again Ochako Uraraka," Wisely the brunette remained quiet, "Let's talk about how you started off hesitant to confess because you didn't think that a relationship would be beneficial and help us train to be better as heroes, no you thought for some bizarre reason that being in a relationship was a bad thing, god it's pathetic that I ever liked you, you're coward that can't even be honest about her feelings, I should've known you'd cheat when given the chance, you lie about everything, you're so much like my mother it's embarassing I didn't see it sooner, what with how you both bend over for men with power, no offence Dad, All Might,"

"No taken Young Midoriya,"/ "You're good...Wait a second," Both men nodded before Dad shook his head and looked over at All Might with suspicion. Izuku nearly laughed as the number one made gesture to talk later.

"I shouldn't have trusted you but I did and now I can't actually trust anyone anymore, so congrats Uraraka, you helped me finally finish off the wall around myself,"

"You're one to talk about being a coward," The class froze as she shot back, "You were so jittery and worried and scared of doing anything, you nearly had a stroke when we first kissed,"

"Oh, you're right, I didn't think of that," Izuku said in mock wonder, everyone proceeded to duck for cover, "Maybe that's because I spent the first, life of my life being abused evERY FUCKING DAY!! I TOLD YOU THIS, I TOLD YOU THAT I DIDN'T HAVE ANY GOOD RELATIONSHIPS, THAT I WAS SCARED OF LOSING ONE OF THE FEW GOOD FRIENDS I HAD, ONE OF THE FIRST I EVER ACTUALLY MADE!! You were the first person I spoke to that didn't insult me before I finished my sentence, did you know that? You should because I told you before the USJ, before we even had Tenya as a friend, even then I've revised those events and realized he was my first friend instead of you, you were just some, some, some girl that latched onto me and I was too nervous to tell you to go away, I didn't want to be a dick on the first day of class, guess I should've though because it worked for Katsuki here," He put more pressure on his foot for a moment, getting the blond to shift nervously, "You stay still mutt," He spat before looking back to the brunette. "I mean he had people clamouring to be his friend and his favourite battle cry was die, no offence Kirishima, Mina but surely that should've been a red flag? Doesn't matter anyway, I wasn't afraid of you Uraraka, god all the girls needed to do was say my name and you'd go red and float up to the ceiling, it's like teasing friends is an entirely alien, wait, oh of course, little Uraraka didn't actually have many friends growing up did she? No she was too mature, trying to hide the fact her parents didn't have a tonne of money since that's apparently the only thing you've ever known, I guess we're all Yaomomos or broke then, no offence Yaomomo,"

"No, do keep going Midori," She waved from her hideout.

"You have even less of a grasp of social interactions than I do and I'm me! At least I know what not to do and say, you just can't comprehend any of it can you, do you even know what this is, what we're doing right now? It's called an argument Uraraka, it's what happens when two people have opinions or thoughts that don't get along, surely your mommy and daddy fought before right?" She collapsed to her knees, completely dazed. Izuku smirked and bent over, resting one arm on his leg. "Right, now onto you, you prick," Katsuki struggled under his foot. "I could kill you right now, I could, I want to, so so badly Bakugo, I would give anything to just be able to shift my heel and crack your neck like a glow stick," A wistful sigh, "However the larger part of me realizes that's wrong, because it's too quick, far too quick for what you deserve," More struggling as his foot suddenly had resistance. Izuku rolled his eyes and merely put more of his weight onto the limb, forcing Katsuki down again. "You see your death should be slow, you should be begging for it to stop, much like I spent days of my life doing when you decided to show you were so much better than me, you say I need a quirk to be somebody? Ha, I don't even need a quirk to beat you, I don't know what I did to piss you off, I don't know what I did that made you hate my guts, but I know this Bakugo, I hate you with every fibre of my being," He paused for a moment, "Maybe if you want to be worth something you can take your own advice and jump off a roof you little cunt," Several of the adults inhaled sharply, "Now unless you want more," Blackwhip fired out, wrapping around Katsumi's waist, getting her to squeak, "I think I've hurt you enough and I'm going to go fuck your sister harder than you ever hit me," Several people went cherry red as he pulled her over to him and lifted over her shoulder. "Good day," Katsumi helplessly flopped in his hold, looking straight down to try and hide her atomic blush.

It meant nothing. That's what he kept telling himself. Even if he tried to lie to his mind, his heart shot back. Their bodies fit together like they were made for one another. Somehow her ruby eyes could see through him like a x-ray. If she didn't care how come she came looking for him? Why would she be in such a rush as to not care the others followed her? If he didn't matter to her, how come she leapt at the chance to drive with him? God he hated his emotions. It had been so much easier when he was playing the loving fool. Shutting down his emotions, just feeling happy when he was with his friends, icing over everything else. When he was pretending to care for Uraraka it had been easier to ignore the way his heart fluttered near Katsumi. Now the ashen blonde was laying nude on his bare chest, a comforter covering them both. Her sleeping breath rushed over his skin, sending goosebumps all over him. Mentally he gave up, if this was going to hurt him, he'd resign himself to that fate. Right now it was all he wanted. His finger idly rubbed her arm as he rested his head on his other hand. Idly he began singing to himself.

"I shoulda known it wouldn't happen cause it wasn't right, I shoulda known it cause it happens every goddamned time," Katsumi stirred lightly, but didn't wake. Thinking of the melodies in his head, Izuku counted the beats using his wall mounted clock. His finger stopped as his hand held her arm gently. His mind flashed back to the beginning of UA, when Uraraka had questioned why Katsumi was always nearby, hovering quietly unlike her brother.

"We couldn't help it but you know that doesn't make it right, you say I'm selfish but I know you felt the same inside,"

Trying to keep the spite from his voice, he sighed and thought back to when he spoke with her about that conversation. They'd been sat alone in the car getting a drive-through order. He'd admitted that Uraraka had an affect on him, something he was unsure of but still a feeling he wanted to explore.

Gently kissing the top of her head, he adjusted the comforter as she moved into his body heat. Memories of High school, Middle school broke through his mind. Glances she fired at him, moments he now knew were full of hesitance for her. Times when she wanted to mend everything but was always too afraid to. Precious seconds where she wanted to keep him company but feared he'd hate her for 'faking it'.

Humming lightly as she continued to sleep, Izuku absorbed her natural beauty. A wry grin at how unkempt her hair was at this point. The way one of her slender legs rested across his thighs. Her left arm lifted across her body, leaving her hand on her side. Despite being naked together, he could only smile at the way her chest rise and fell with each sleeping breath. Eyebrows twitching from whatever dream she was having. He could feel his heartbeat under her right palm, laying against his chest.

"But hey, I guess, that's love," Fuck it, he was wasn't he? Just his luck too. Literally only a few days after he swore off trusting anyone and his heart bounced right back into what it knew. Pining over Katsumi Bakugo. Regardless of if he got hurt or not, whether he was afraid or not. His heart was set on the blonde in his arm and he was damned if he changed that. Putting his face in her hair, he took a breath of her scent. Fuck, she smelt of caramel, flowers and fuck it all! He wanted to be angry, everything that had happened between them, he should be angry at this. That she pulled all of the shit growing up, weasled her way back in because she felt bad. Took his attention when he needed to pretend like he cared for Uraraka. Nearly threw his whole revenge scheme out of the window. Now laid here completely nude, unfairly sexy and holding his heart in her hand without knowing it. Not for the first time, Izuku had a voice in the back of his head question his choices. With a sigh, he softly sung again.

"Another sleepless night, overthinking my life," He was only twenty, but look at the gap between him and Aizawa. His homeroom teacher was a decade and some change older but already was in a career without doubts. It made him feel scared, like the walls were closing in, soon he'd be stuck somewhere for the rest of his life and it left him feeling trapped. 

The IzuKrew did seem like they had it all together these days. None of them were too worried about life anymore. It made him feel irrelevant again.

It was. Kinda. They all had him to help them, give advice on solutions, organise interventions to help self-esteem, trauma, insecurity. He outright argued against having them for him. He just... well he wasn't worth it like they were.

Maybe Nezu and Aizawa could approve a change in hero name for him? Deku wasn't his name anymore and it never would be again.

He could think of a hero name later, right now he was whispering a song as Katsumi shuffled in her sleep. Leg shifting up and down his own, fingers twitching over his skin.

"Another wasted day, another torn out page, feels like I hit my peak when I was seventeen," A year before everything kicked off, he was ready to give up. Plans to get away with Katsuki's murder were ready to be sprung. Bags upon bags ready if he ran away from home. Even had secure locations to spend nights sleeping in. But still he'd been afraid to follow through on it. Even his music was getting better, yet he sat and twiddled his thumbs, letting life and opportunites pass him by.

They'd treat him like glass again. One wrong breeze away from shattering. He didn't need that attitude anymore, he was a capable person. Even though he had a pissing quirk, he still wasn't good enough for them was he?

Honestly he just wanted to be given those few words. Hardly even a setence, just 'you are good enough' that's all he wanted to hear anymore. Somebody tell him he was doing too much. Not gratitude, not concern, a couple words to say he doesn't have to try so hard anymore. Some approval, that's what he wanted.

"I gotta be somebody, gotta be somebody," As he stopped singing again, Katsumi began to wake up. Her hand tried to leave his but remained stuck through no fault of his. She looked down, clocked his body underneath her own and slowly began looking up to his head. "Hi," Greeting her weakly, he smiled.

"Oh my god we actually did it, that wasn't some fever dream,"

"Wow okay, didn't realize I was that bad in bed," Her scowl got him to smirk lightly before her hand slapped on his chest.

"I said dream not nightmare Zuzu, it was brilliant, perfect even," She leant into his hold more. "But I have to know, what, what happens next?"

"What do you mean?"

"Is this just a rebound? Is it something serious or...?" The question was left hanging, "Because if this is, if it is just a, a hook up I... Tell me," Her hand tightened in his, the anxiety evident in the single movement. Gently, he rolled onto his right side, Katsumi was carried over to face him, left hand underneath her as her right moved to his cheek. "Zuzu, I need to know,"

"I," It was easy, an out, they could go back to how it was, he just needed to, "I'm afraid to love you,"

NO GOD-FUCKING DAMMIT! Before he could stop himself the words tumbled out.

"I, we were inseparable before, then you, you pulled away, acted like you never cared, you weren't there but I still wanted you to be, no matter how upset I was it would always go back to wanting you, being angry you weren't there," Tears pricked the corners of his eyes. "I spent hours angry at you, and me, because I knew the moment you asked to come back, I'd let you, I've always known that even if you leave, I'll just wait here with open arms, Uraraka, she was this stupid attempt to move on from something I was scared of, that I thought would never happen but you, you just snuck back in, past all my defences, put a hole in every fucking wall, but I can't be mad Katsumi, no matter how much I try, I just, just can't,"

"You should, you should absolutely hate me for all of the shit I pulled," Her thumb rubbed against his cheek, she was starting to cry too. "I know I deserve it, without a doubt I deserve something for all the crap I let you go through," Nudging his head to make their eyes meet, she gave a watery smile and whispered. "But I know that I love you Zuzu, so much it hurts to know how badly I broke you, it's not fair for you to love me after that,"

"And yet I do, I don't know why I still do, but I know I haven't stopped loving you since we were little, since we snuck out of the kitchen at ten in the night, since we spent weekends in the forest together," Resting his forehead against hers, he let out a gentle laugh, "I really am pathetic aren't I?" Katsumi closed the distance, pulling her body against his as she hugged him tightly.

"No, no you're not Izuku Midoriya and I will spend the rest of our lives making sure you know that," Putting his arm around her, Izuku let his face fall back into her hair and closed his eyes for a while. If this was going to bite him in the ass in the future, then he was going to just enjoy it as it was for now.

"And after Kirishima's martial arts display, we have another musician for you all today," Yaomomo addressed the crowd. "Next in two-A's cultural festival talent show is a man our entire course holds very close, he's the one that helped us all when we needed it, inspired us to do this even! Please welcome to the stage, Izuku Midoriya!" He wanted to be sick as he walked onto stage with a smile. His nerves burned through his body, telling him to run away. Hide too. Still he swallowed that fear and chose to put one foot in front of the other. He faced down worse than some stage fright. The whole of Japan knew about his fights last year, making him a celebrity of a hero. Even though he was still a student. Yaomomo hugged him in greeting as he joined her on stage. "You've got this Izuku," She whispered away from the mic, "It's time you got to show off a bit," Hugging her with one arm he smiled.

"Thanks Yaomomo, I'll, I'll do my best," His other hand was by his waist holding the neck of his acoustic guitar on his back. Once they seperated, he took the microphone and stepped back to the stand. "Hey everybody," Pulling the strap over his chest, he moved the guitar into a position he could play it. "So, before we begin, I just want to say that this song, it's, well, I wrote in in dedication for a very special someone, this, it goes out to someone that played a significant role in my life and I hope she understands just how much what she did effected me, to Uraraka, here's to you... not," As the music began, Izuku grinned widely.

"There ain't no need to cry no more, when you break my heart into twenty-four," The crowd was staring in shock, no doubt surprised he'd sing a song like this. Most of the campus had heard about their 'fight' in the dorms after she cheated with Bakugo. Personally Izuku thought Mina, Setsuna and Nejire were to blame. It was still a big topic to talk about considering Bakugo would make headlines as a violent vigilante wanted for yet more property damage. Uraraka kept to herself most often, joining a clique of 'mean girls' as it was. Generally being rude to most people around her.

As he tapped his foot, the crowd began clapping with the beat.

Lifting his hands, he began to get the hall singing with him, out of time since they didn't really know the words of his song, but they were cheering nonetheless and that kept him smiling. Behind him class 2-A was having their own dance to his song, all of them enjoying it for a different reason entirely. The IzuKrew had all had a hand in helping him make the song. As a class they'd done a screen test to make sure it was appropriate for the festival and Kaminari had suggested putting a video together. When he actually released the song on his HeroTube channel, Kaminari's cinematography would be the main visuals for it. It was quite good all things considered, footage of him during news reels, some headlines. Even part of him back in the first year sport's festival. 

As the instrumental played, he watched the audience dance under the flashing lights and fog machines. Though he wasn't searching, he could easily find the mochi like brown hair at the back of the room. Her fall from grace in both classes but her on a lot of radars, arguing with most of her class regularly left a bad taste in their mouths. But it meant there was no end to the smack talk to be discussed during class meetings. Class A already made their distaste for her known and when the women ran into each other, barbs were always thrown.

As the track shifted slightly, he made eye contact with her, face stone and voice cold as he sang. Her own eyes watered slightly before she wiped them and glared to him. The wobbling frown made him smirk in a small victory.

"You don't understand, there's no second chance for us baby,"

This time he only had to point out to the crowd before they began chanting the chorus with him again.

"Hit the road jack jack," The music faded out as a roaring applause took its place. He walked off stage with a small grin and met the rest of his class. Tenya and Shoto walked up as he stepped to the side and fell against the wall. "I faced villains that could level city blocks,"

"I,"

"I fought Muscular twice," Insisting as he looked over his friends, he put a hand to his chest, "Why was that more terrifying than everything else put together?"

"Well, for the record, it was a brilliant performance," Fumikage grinned, Dark Shadow nodded and giving two thumbs up. Izuku just shook his head and took some steadying breaths. Katsumi pushed through the group and caught him in a tight hug.

"I can't say I'm too pleased about you singing to your ex, but at the same time I'm super proud of you for doing that," One arm wrapped around her waist. In truth it had taken months to finally put a label on them. Both afraid of moving too fast, getting too invested. The rest of the class had gotten tired of their on-again off-again dance and when Izuku had actually asked Mina for help, locked the pair in a cupboard and left them there for an afternoon. Soon afterwards their relationship was cemented by the rumormill catching them eating lunch together on top of a UA tower. In very dishevelled uniforms. Not that either of them cared much, Izuku's regular therapy sessions was slowly helping him into a healthier mental state, while Katsumi was finally able to let go of her guilt.

"Is there a chance I can make it up to you?" Shamelessly flirting, he almost laughed at Shinso's mock wretching. Katsumi hummed lightly, kissing his jaw.

"Maybe, I mean there's a nice restaurant opening up that I've always wanted to try,"

"Care to try it out tonight?"

"I can't, my boyfriend already promised we'd do a movie marathon, snacks, sheets and sex, lots of sex,"

"Sounds like a lucky man," He grinned down to her, both trying to fight the blush while the class stared with wide-eyed shock.

"Yes, you are, a very lucky man indeed," Dragging one finger under his chin, "My room, eight o'clock sharp, don't be late," With that she strode away, swinging her hips. Izuku stared and licked his lips lightly.

"I, uh, I gotta go to the shops real quick," Announcing it to nobody in particular he was hardly surprised as the class parted for him to charge through. The dumbest smile on his face. Grabbing his bag, he threw it on one shoulder, still jogging to the exits. Inside of it jostled a new notebook, one that he still wrote in occasionally, lyrics sprinkled over pages, melodies and tunes with them. Though is hardly contained negative ramblings, dotted instead with positive words in a distinctively different hand writing. His messy scrawl was on the cover though, with a barely legible name for the book.

The musicbook of  Izuku  Midoriya and Katsumi Bakugo vol 1.