AN: I don't own My hero Academia or Servamp

Also I'll be calling Tsubaki by his new given name because it would be easier than switching between the two. Hope you all don't mind it too much.

The Servamp of Melancholy and his Eve

This world is so boring. Even with the rise of superpowers; the world seems too predictable to him. It's all so not interesting. There are those who use their powers for good and those who use it for evil. It is an unending loop of predictability. The so-called villains cause havoc and the so-called heroes rush in to save the day. It's always been like that and that's why it's so boring. Even their intentions are predictable. For the villains, they want the power to revolutionise the world for their own means or some other weak psychotic motive. For the heroes, they do want ever they can to stop them for the greater good as well as fame and glory. It's like a story come to life which should make things more interesting, yet it doesn't. At least not for him. Perhaps because it is so story-like it seems so predictable. After all, every story has a hero and a villain fighting each other. Then the hero eventually wins and they all lived happily ever after. No matter what the outcome is the same. Perhaps that's why he did all those so-called horrific things. To make this world a little more interesting. To entertain his endless boredom. Is it boredom he was feeling? He's still not sure even now. He doesn't understand his heart. He doesn't understand his feelings. However, he does understand this: he is empty. He doesn't have dreams or desires of any kind. He doesn't feel anything if someone dies before his eyes. At least not anymore. Not since that day. Since then the emptiness in his soul was filled with melancholy. How befitting for someone like him.

"Hey, look it's a wired fox thing."

Lazily, he looked up. His dark red eyes meet with the sight of children. They were all boys still very young most likely kindergarteners. There were four of them each of varies sizes, but it was obvious there was a leader among them. It was blatantly clear with the way the child presented himself. He stood up front of the group while the others stood cowardly, curious behind his back. His red eyes glared at him. He matched them with his own blank stare.

The boy clicked his tongue. "I don't like the way his looking at me."

I don't like your type either. He could tell with just one look what this boy was like. He's the pride full child who thinks the world revolves around him. With the cruelness in his eyes, no doubt he's an aggressive person. There's only one why this encounter will go. Now the question is will he fight back or run? Although the thought of forever scaring these children entertained him; he didn't have the motivation to do so. He didn't even have the motivation to run.

"So, wired I never seen a black fox before. They're very rare and it has two tails too."

"Maybe it's one of those animals with quirks."

As his lowly minions talked among themselves, a wicked grin formed on their young leader's lips. "If it does have a quirk lets fight it!" the boy declared and pointed at the uncaring fox. "Let's play heroes and fight this monstrous black fox!" Of course, despite the cruelty of his suggestion the others happily played along like mindless sheep.

Pathetic. You are no heroes. Still, he stood his ground uncaring about the events to come. They're going to fight him that's no surprise. They're probably going to hurt him if he doesn't fight back. No surprise there either. What was surprising was what came next.

"Kacchan, no!"

Suddenly, scrawny almost stick-like arms wrapped around his stomach. His back was pressed against stranger's chest. He could feel the rapid heartbeat pounding behind him. Whoever it was they were scared. So frightened. Yet their grip did not loosen. If anything, it only tightened. Though the arms that held him looked like they had the strength of rusty chains they still felt strong in their own way. Enough to make him think he could be protected for a moment.

"What the hell, Deku? Stop protecting the monster."

"It's not a monster!" the boy cried. "It's a little fox. It's not right to hurt it."

Oh, if only the boy knew just how much of a monster he really was. Maybe then he wouldn't be so quick to try and protect him.

The red-eyes boy growled. "So, you're going to protect the monster huh? Then that makes you an accomplice. Get it him!"

At the boy's command, the lackeys charged into an attack. Not interesting at all. What was interesting was the fact the boy who held him refused to let go. Even though he was getting brutally beaten by those his own age he never let go. He even curled up in a defensive position; allowing his back to become a shield. He cuddled him closer. His heart rate skyrocketed and so did his fear. Yet he still protected him. Why? He doesn't understand at all. What's the purpose of forcing himself to be a punching bag?

Eventually, the children got bored and stopped. "You're so pathetic, Deku. Come on guys. Let's go." And with that, they left him alone with the boy.

Curious, he decided to look at the foolish boy that tried to protect him. He was met with quite the slight. A type of sight that made his heart go to a standstill even if it was only a moment. The boy was very young since he still had the fatness of baby-like cheeks. These chubby cheeks were littered with freckles and were wet with tears. These tears were still running down them. He was in great pain. That was to be expected. Yet he still smiled for him. A weak yet brave smile. "Are you ok?" he asked with such sincerity in his voice and in his eyes as well. They were beautiful by the way. It was like looking into a pair of emeralds with how innocently they shined with tears.

Unconsciously, he nodded in respond.

"That's good." Unsteadily, the boy got on to his feet. "I better go now. Goodbye."

He didn't know why but his body followed the boy. The child quickly took notice.

"You want to come with me?"

Yet again he unconsciously nodded in response.

Soon after the child scooped him up in his tiny arms. "Ok. I hope my mom will let me keep you."

One thing led to another and the mother eventually allowed the child to keep him. For whatever reason, he willingly to play along and pretended to be a simple pet fox. Soon after the boy gave him something special. It was a white rope-like collar with a unique tag. The tag was a wooden carving of a white fox mask. Sharp red making adorned its cheeks and colour it's inner ears. Black lines made the mouth and nose as it outlined the golden eyes. Engraved at the back was a name. The child smiled as he clipped the odd collar around his neck. "I hope you like it. I spend all my allowance on it."

He paid no mind to the boy's words in favour of playing with his new gift. It was not interesting. Very typical. Very predictable. Why did he decide to follow this boy again?

Thinking that his new pet liked it, the boy's smile widened. "I'm glad you like it. It also has your name at the back too." He picked up the little black fox with his two tiny hands and lift him as high as he could. "How do you like the name Kurama?"

Kurama? It was so predictable, so boring, yet he liked it. He liked the way it sounded when the boy called him that. So, he gave the boy a small nod once again.

10 years later...

In a room of screens, a young man carefully watched recorded footages they played. There were of various locations from across the globe. He was looking for something or more precisely someone. For 10 years he's been missing. No matter how hard he tired he couldn't find him. The man that did so much damage so long ago. He killed so many, destroyed so much and he almost lost some good friends because of him. Even so, he doesn't want to kill him like some others might want. They just want to talk. Probably put him behind bars too, but nothing major like a death penalty. He'd like to believe in second chances and hope he'll have the chance to give it. That can't happen until they find him. So, he searched and searched but nothing. No matter how long the tires or where the tires he couldn't find even a hint of where that man could be. It was driving him crazy. He kept looking and looking but finds nothing. It's so frustrating. Clenching his fist, the man slammed it on the desktop. "Damn it! Where the hell could that guy run off to?" He shifted his eyes to a picture near his desk. It was a picture of the man he was so desperately trying to find. It glared back at him with a mocking gaze. "What are you doing out there, Tsubaki?"

Then the auto doors opened, and another man walked in. He seemed slightly younger than the other but looked far more tired. Although the older looking man had bags under his eyes; this newcomer also had them only twice as much. He let out a yawn as he walked up to the other. "Still no luck in finding him?"

"No."

The younger looking man lazily scratched the back of his neck. He then walked up to his friend and placed a hand on their shoulder. "Come on it's getting late. We should head to bed."

He shook his head. "I can't. We must be close. We must know what he's doing. What if he's preparing for some sort of nefarious plan to destroy the whole world or something?"

"I highly doubt that," the other countered with a sigh. "Look we tried everything. Old records of the last places he's been, monitored every single country for even a single clue and captured some of his subclasses. You heard what they said. He left them. Told them to forget about him and to do what they want. He'll finish the rest on his own."

"That's the thing. What the hell could that even mean? If he planning to attack us at some point or what?"

"I'm going to go with or what," the younger looking man replied. "If he wanted to attack us I doubt he would sit around and wait ten years to do it. That and who knows whatever you did to him might have changed him." The older looking male stayed quiet as he stared at the various moving screens before him. With a sight, the younger looking man sneaked his way behind the other and wrapped his arms around him.

Off guard, the man turned around to mean with his partner's bored expression. "Kuro, don't do that so suddenly."

Kuro pouted at his partner's rejection and held him tighter. He rubbed his cheek as against his causing his own cheeks to flush. "What is it a crime to cuddle with my husband?"

"...No. It's just kind of embarrassing, you know?"

"Then why on earth did you decided to marry me, Mahiru?" Kuro complained as he glared at his very tomato red husband.

Mahiru was able to gain some distance away from his spouse. Nervously, he stared at the ground and played with his fingers. "Well, it was the simplest option. I liked you. You liked me. I couldn't think of who else I would want to spend my life with but you. That and I did not want to wait around if I'm so certain it must be you."

Touched by his spouse words he latched on to him and wrapped his arms around their neck. Lovingly, he cuddled in their chest purring like a cat. "How on earth did I get so lucky with you?"

Mahiru simply laughed and accepted the hang pulling the other closer. "I love you, Kuro."

"I love you too, Mahiru." Kuro lessened his grip and stared into his lover's brown eyes. They were so simple like him, but they glowed with loved despite the sleepless. Then he leaned in for a kiss.

Mahiru flinched and glowed an even brighter shade of red. In a panic, he gently pushed the man off his lips. "T-the hell man. D-d-don't to that so suddenly!" He stuttered in embarrassment.

"Why not?" He lazily snapped back and leaned in for another kiss. Mahiru tried to push him away but he was just too strong. For a few seconds Kuro broke away giving the other some time to breath. He kittened his eyebrows together and glared at his spouse half seriously. "I'm not stopping until you come to bed." He then returned to suffocating the poor other in a passionate kiss. Eventually, the two were lost in each other's love and soon forgot where they were and what they were doing.

Suddenly, the doors opened once again, and another rushed in within a hurry holing papers in their hand. "Mr. Shirota, we found something you need to see!" They came to a sudden stop once they fully saw and comprehended the scene before them. An awkward silence came between them as they froze in place. "...is this a bad time?"

Soon after, Mahiru pushed his partner away and attempted to fix himself up as professionally as possible. "Sorry about that. What did you find?"

"That's the thing, sir. We think we found him." They started off and paused for dramatic effect. "We think we found, Tsubaki."

That caught their attention. The couple gave each other a look and nodded. Mahiru spoke out for the two of them. "Show us what you found."

They showed the couple a news footage that was taken later that week. Once it was out that All Might the number one hero was going to be a teacher at U.A reporters immediately swarmed the building's outer walls interviewing the students that pass by. The footage itself was of a nervous freckled face boy with a mop of green hair. The video stopped and zoomed into the child's backpack. In the shadows, a pair of blood red eyes stared back with an annoyed expression. "Looks familiar?"

Kuro nodded. "Yeah, they look like his eyes, but can we really be sure?"

"Well, that's not everything." The image then zoomed into the boy's wrist. There a tattoo of a black band that was permanently painted onto his skin. This tattoo. This mark was something they both seen and recognised instantly.

Mahiru looked at his own wrist where a similar mark marked it. "It can't be." He looked closer at the boy's face. He seemed normal: plain face, unruly green hair and big green eyes to boot. He doesn't seem like the type he ever imagined that man would choose. Then again looks can be deceiving. I mean look at him. One day would pick up a stray cat from the street. The next day you find out he's a vampire and then gets into a massive fight with some lunatic. And then, end up marrying said cat vampire thing only a year after his own graduation. Yup life isn't as simple as he wanted but he's happy. He was able to tie up a lot of loose ends thanks to his partner and friends, but now there's only one left. "Do you have more information on this boy."

"I do sir." With a few clicks of a keyboard, another picture of the boy appeared on the screen. "His name is Izuku Midoriya. A new student at U.A."

"U.A?" Kuro yawed. "That fancy place? What course?"

"Hero."

With an eyebrow arched up, Kuro questioned, "you sure? What would Tsubaki want with a hero student? Actually. How can we be sure it's him? The kid might just be into tattoos or something. And who knows what's in that bag. It might not be him."

"We're not sure sir but we can confirm it's him with your help. When looking into Izuku Midoriya we found some interesting pictures regarding his 'pet'. Take a look." With a few more clicks a new picture popped on to the screen. It was of the young boy happily cuddling his back pet fox with twin tails. The fox itself was looking curiously at the camera with deep red eyes.

The couple just couldn't believe what they saw. "That's defiantly him," Kuro confirmed with a tone of disbelief. "But why this kid?"

"Orders sir?"

Mahiru stared closely at the pic. It looked so innocent. Just a little boy taking a picture with his confused pet fox. However, if that's really is him there's only one thing to do. "Contact the others we'll need to discuss this matter with everyone. Also, keep an eye on that kid. Don't get too close we don't want him to notice. That's all dismissed."

"Of course, sir."

As they made a quick farewell, Mahiru and Kuro stared at the image. They couldn't stop staring at it. "What do you think we should do if it really is him?" Mahiru asked with slight concern.

Only one thing came to the other's mind. "We talk then decide."

"Agreed."

My name is Izuku Midoriya and I'm currently a first-year student at U.A. my dream school. It's the best school out there if you want to be a hero. After all the number one hero, All Might himself, graduated there. It's practically a must-have opportunity if you want to be a hero one day. It was almost impossible for me though since I was born quirkless. Like 20% of the world I didn't have any special powers until All Might came into my life. Shocking I know, but that's not the half of it. He gave me his quirk. Though I can't use it very well yet. Every time I use it I get broken. Literally. Still, I'm not giving up. I will become a great hero one day. Today I was going to prove it since it was supposed to be a rescue exercise. Little did we know we were the ones in need of rescuing when villains suddenly appeared. They separated us throughout the USJ but thankfully I was able to survive thanks to two of my classmates: A frog-like girl name Tsuyu Asui (she prefers Tsu) and his boy named Minoru Mineta. He's a bit perverted but he's ok I guess.

After getting out of the shipwreck zone we headed to where Mr. Aizawa (that's our teacher) was and we couldn't believe what we saw. He was taking down one villain after another despite the fact he was heavily outnumbered. However, it still wasn't enough. Eventually, he was faced with a villain he couldn't defeat. A giant human bird head experiment of sorts. It was hard to watch. So hard to watch. But what could we do with a monster like that? Then the villains with hands all over his body rushed in to attack us. He was going to kill us. Kill Asui. I wasn't going to let that happened, so I tried to land a smash on him. I thought it worked. My arm didn't break either too. But it was false scene of hope. Once the smoked cleared I found myself face to face with that monastery. I thought I was going to die when he grabbed my arm. I couldn't get away. He was just too strong. I saw my life flashed before my eyes even when I closed them. I prepared for the worst, but death never came. When I opened my eyes, I saw him. My saviour.

In a blink of an eye, the children and even their teacher were taken way to safety. By who? A stranger. It was a man tall and easy on the eyes. His black hair was a shortcut and his crimson eyes were barely seen through his sunglasses. They didn't match the traditional clothes he wore. A pure black yukata was seen under the white haori he wore around his shoulders. Both were decorated with red camellia flower patterns embroidered on their sleeves. He even wore the traditional pair of wooden geta sandals. He practically screamed old Japanese man, but he wasn't old by his looks at all. He looks like he was in his 20s at most.

The tiny pervert shivered at the sight. He had no idea what happened or how he got there to begin with. "Where did he come from!"

His frog-like classmate was far calmer and more curious than anything. She placed one of her large fingers below her lip and wondered aloud: "You don't look like any of our teachers. Who are you anyway?"

The man ignored their questions. His attention completely captured by the young boy before him. He crouched down to his level and caress his cheek. "Are you ok?" he asked in such a gentle tone.

The boy smiled at him. "Yes, I'm fine thanks to you," he assured. Yet he still held his arm with his free hand. It was the same arm that beast gabbed. The arm that thing injured. This shall not sand.

Soon a bloodlust aura poured out of the stranger. His eyes gleam redder and brighter as they locked on to their target: the mindless beast that dared lay a finger on what belonged to him. This shall not stand at all. "You hurt him. You hurt my Eve," he hissed while his bloodlust grew deeper and wilder. He turned his back on the students and took one step forward to these pathetic excuses for villains. "No one hurts my Eve and gets away with it."

It all happened in a flash. Though no one knew how it happened they all knew was the end result. Somehow the abomination known as Nomu disappeared on slight, the black mist that separated them was pinned down by a black blade that glowed with wisps of crimson, all the still conscious minions were passed out with their heads buried partly in the dirt and their ringleader was face planted in the dirt. Both his arms were crossed behind his back the only thing stopping them from moving was the stranger's sandal. His other sandal pinned down the hand villains face in the ground twisting into his skull ever so slowly. "Who the hell are you?"

A wicked smile cracked widely across the stranger's lips. His small snigger soon turned into an outburst of psychotic laughter. The laugh echoed through the facility sending shivers to whoever heard it. As quickly as it came it stopped just as sudden. The stranger's smiling face soon turned to one of boredom. "Not interesting at all. Couldn't you come up with something more creative?"

The boredom of his tone really rubbed Shigaraki the wrong way. "You bastard. What are you some kind of wannabe hero?"

Again, the stranger laughed wickedly for two seconds before returning to his face of boredom. "Me a hero? Don't be absurd. In fact, I'm quite the opposite." Cockily, he tilted his chin up as his eyes laughed at the villain below his foot. "But if you must know. I am the Servamp of Melancholy: he who is coming. But you can call me by the name given to me by my Eve. Kurama." The man named Kurama increased the pressure of his foot and dragged the young villain's face deeper into the dirt. He was enjoying it too much. Rubbing this villain's face in the dirt. "My precious eve was looking forward to this exercise. You should have seen his smile. So beautiful. So cute. His eyes shine so brightly like the gems stone they are," his tone was light, unlike the wicked one he used before. It was oddly loving. However, it soon turned into a hard and bitter one as he slammed his sandal on the villain's skull causing it to bleed. "Then you and your pathetic gang of thugs ruined it all. My Eve's chance to shine was taken away. This exercise was perfect for him, but you just had to come along and ruin it all!" He stomped on the skull again twisting his wooden sole deeper. "Not only that but you hurt him and even had the gall to separate us. That's more than enough of a reason to kill you. But my Eve is a very kind and gentle soul. He made me swore never to kill anyone and as his Servamp, I must obey. No matter how much I want to."

"You're some sick bastard," Shigaraki mumbled while also spiting as much dirt out of his mouth.

"Kurama, that's enough!" The wicked man froze at the sound of that voice. He turned to meet the emerald gem eyes of his Eve. They were close to tears. "That's enough. You've done enough. Please no more."

Kurama nodded once. "If that is your wish my Eve." In a snap he was back at his Eve's side. Gently, wiped those tears away. "I scared you, didn't I?" His Eve didn't bother to lie and nodded at his statement. He always loved his honesty towards him. "I'm sorry. Though I can't guarantee something like that won't happen again." Izuku stayed silent. "Do you regret taking me in?"

The boy shook his head. "No. No matter what you're still my Kurama. Right?"

The older man leaned down and kissed his forehead. "Of course."

"You two are so disgusting," Shigaraki groaned as he wobbled his way back to his feet. "Your friend, or whatever he is, attacked me. Threatened to kill me! And you're going to let it side? Some hero you are needing someone else to do your damn dirty work."

Kurama glared back at the villain and gave another wicked laugh before returning to a dull face. "You're definitely not interesting at all. Just another sad power-hungry villain that only thinks of destruction. You can find your type in every story ever told. It's so boring. So predictable. Why should I allow my Eve to waste his energy on low life like you?" As soon as he said that he caught a glimpse of a returning villain. Swiftly, scooped up his eve in one of his arms and grabbed the other three with him by the fabric of their clothes. He was just able to escape the deadly blow of that massive monastery. With good timing to, a second late and he would be crushed like the solid ground that met the monster's fist. He huffed at the brainless beast, "you're still standing? How annoying."

It was Shigaraki turn to let out a heart villainess laugh. "You fool. You think could beat Nomu so easily. They were genetically engineered to defeat All Might himself. You understand, don't you? There's no way you can beat him!"

"AH HA HA HAHAHA! Your chatter bores me. Shut your mouth already," Kurama spat carelessly.

"I don't think you should be provoking the scary guy with the hands!" Mineta screamed at the top of his lungs as he eyes poured out tears of fear. "We are so going to die."

"Mineta has a point, Kurama. That thing was able to take one of my punch at full force. There's no way you could beat him alone," Izuku tried to reason with his Servamp. As deranged and crazy as he is he's still a dear friend to him. He was his first and only true friend he had for a long time. As far back as he could remember even. For that reason, he couldn't let his good friend off to his possible demised. Not if he could do something about it.

With a soft glace at his Eve, Kurama's smile just as softly. "What if I'm not alone?"

Izuku titled his head slightly in confusion. Then his Servamp took his right hand and slipped off his glove. It revealed his broken fingers as well as a hidden tattoo of sorts. It was a simple black rim that circled around his wrists and breached out with curled blades every so often. Instantly, he knew the meaning of his words.

Kurama gently kissed the exposed hand. "Fight with me my Eve?"

"I'm not just your Eve," Izuku groaned with a small sassy undertone. He then beamed a bright smile at him that warmed his cold melancholy heart. "I'm your friend. So, of course, I'll fight with you." His confidence was short lived however as nervous sweat poured down his neck. "But I don't know if I'll be much help. We've never tried doing anything like this in a situation like this."

The Servamp gave his eve a reassuring smile. "You'll do fine. My precious Izuku." As soon as he said that he bared his fangs for all to see and sunk them down on to the boy's knuckles. Their sharpness pierced through the skin and the delicious crimson sap burst into his mouth. He savoured every drop. "Let's show these fools what you're really made of."

A blaze of red energy flowed through the wound with an equal amount of violence and elegance. It flared out into a line and connected him and his Servamp with a phantom chain of black. It glowed with the same red aura that wrapped his wrist in handcuff. The chain connected to the back of the Servamp's neck. The vampire chuckled and extended his left arm. Petals of blood flutter out and formed a black blade with an unusual red glow. He was prepared to fight but he needed a command. Izuku wasn't going to give it. Not until he has everything ready. He held up his marked chained wrist. The mark flashed with a tine of green then disappeared. Then two glowing back and green orbs popped out. They twisted and turned doing a small dance in the airs as they changed their shape. Soon they reshaped themselves into a black book and a pen that glowed with the same green tint. They floated to the hands of their owner who gladly took them both in each hand. "Alright, Kurama. Let's do this."

As quickly as Izuku gave that command his Servamp changed in with a psychotic look in his eyes. He charged at the monster at full force. The Nomu was quick to react and tried to land a punch on his opponent. But Kurama was quick on his feet and jumped above the punch. He cartwheeled in the air with his blade in hand and sliced through the monster's arm once gravity took him down close enough. He smirked at his victory and flicked the blood off his blade allowing it to stain the ground. "Is that the best you can do? How sad. You're not as strong as that man-child over there says you are. HAHAHAH!"

The Nomu only roared in response spraying its spit on the Svervamp's sunglass.

He sighed and casually wiped the disgusting saliva off with his sleeves. "You're not much of a talker, are you?"

The Nomu roared again. Then something unexpected happened. The limb that was sliced off form the beast regenerated itself. It was like something from an alien horror movie. Its flesh pink muscles could clearly be seen as the strands of muscle weaved together to form a new arm. It was slowly covered by its purple skin. Shigaraki chuckled at the sight. "Ha! Don't expect to win against Nomu so easily. He has regenerative quirk after all. Slice all you want he can always regrow them."

"That's not all is it?" The villain's laughter ended. His blood cracked eyes shot at the boy chained to the Servamp. He stood fair off with the pen and notebook in his hand. His eyes. They were almost glowing as they stared at the Nomu. He nodded his head firmly and made his conclusion, "He has a shock absorption quirk too." Shigaraki's eyes shot open surprised. Some kid was able to figure that out just by watching. His look didn't go unnoticed. "Form the look on your face I'm right, aren't I? It should be obvious from the start really. If you really made something that can match with All Might himself, they need to be able to take his punches and a shock absorption quirk would be the most logical choice. That and I won't be surprised if that thing has some sort of enchantment quirk to boost its strength and speed. It might even have a pain tolerance quirk. From the way, it brushed off getting its arm chopped off that's the only possibility. Unless…it's not programmed to feel at all." He said all that while writing something done in that notebook.

Shigaraki sized up the kid with his eyes. "You're pretty observant. Then you must be smart enough to know this battle is hopeless. Only All Might himself can even hope to defeat Nomu."

"No, that's wrong."

The villain's eyes sharped at the young hero's blatant denial. "What?" he hissed with venom in his tone.

Izuku stayed unaffected as he gazed at the beast. "Every quirk has a limit. There is only so much one can take before they have enough. For example, that regeneration quirk is slow. If we slice it fast enough and into bigger pieces, in theory, it will lose a lot of energy growing them back till eventually it couldn't regenerate. As for the shock absorption, there is only so much one can take before reaching max capacity. However, I know no one other than All Might who can possibly reach that max capacity."

Smirking at his Eve's analysis, Kurama readied his blade for a second round. "So, you're saying if I chop this guy fast enough I can eventually kill him." That thought was enough to send shivers of excitement down his spine. It's been so long since he'd fought anything and danced in their blood victorious.

"Kurama, what did I say about killing?"

He sighed in disappointment. "It's wrong and I shouldn't do it," he replied with a heavy whine.

"Good. Besides I have a better idea," Izuku said with a smirk of his own. "After all that thing has one major weakness. Well really two. If we expose both. Victory is ours." With that said he finished writing he a slam finishing the sentence with a firm stop. Then he swiped the pen off the page. This is the power of his unconventional weapon.

Kurama's eyes gleamed an idea flew in his mind. He chuckled at the thought. "Oh, I see. Yes, that is quite the weakness." His eyes glanced over the monster before him. There was this dark aura in them like he knows how to finish him off. "You may have a brain, but you don't use it, do you? You're just a puppet and like every puppet…" creepily he twisted his head back and shot an all too happy look at the hand villain not for far off. "…there's always someone pulling the strings." The target has changed. Instead of going up against the beast with unknown strength might as well take down the far weak boss in command. "If I take you out then that thing will have no master to order it around."

Shigaraki panicked. How did he figure it out? It didn't back any sense. "Nomu, get him!"

The beast charged in command but, unfortunately for him, Kurama was faster. He seemed a lot faster than before when he saved the children form Nomu before. He was going to reach Shigaraki before Nomu could reach him. This cannot be allowed to happen. Fighting through the stinging pain form the sword in his shoulder, Kurogiri did his best to form I warp gate to were Kurama was heading. His plan was to open it at the last second so that he won't have time to reach and warped into a different location. Lucky for him, Shigaraki was close enough to form the gate. He could still pretend he couldn't do anything while he was pinned down. He sneakily flowed his mist right below their feet. With Kurama's eyes solely on Shigaraki, he should easily fall into his trap.

However, his plan was spotted. It was easily negated with a flick of a pen.

Once again Kurama's eyes gleamed with an idea in mind. The second Kurogiri opened the warp get below their feet the Servamp pounced above it and missed it completely. The Nomu wasn't so lucky as it stumbled into warp. Kurama even helped it by pushing it on its back and made him tumbled right in. It disappeared into the mist with a roar of anguish. "NO!" Kurogiri yelled. "How? How could you have known?"

He laughed at the disbelieve in the mist villain's eyes. "You're such a fool. Do you really think that poor ploy can go unnoticed by my Eve? HA! HAHAHA! Don't you dare underestimate us."

"Bullshit! There's no way you could have noticed that. you must be using some sort of cheat you freak!" Shigaraki cursed. He was sweating like a pig. He hated losing and the unknown. He didn't think anyone would cause him any trouble, but All Might but no. The universe wanted to mess with him more by throwing in this unforeseen thing.

"HAHAHHAHAHAHAHH! You're all so boring," Kurama sighed as he lazily swayed his blade. "What makes you think I was using a cheat? All I was doing was responding to my Eve's command."

"The fuck are you talking about? The kid didn't even say anything!"

"He didn't need to." He happily pointed back to his Eve; precisely at the book in his hands. "That book is a very special item I gave to him. His weapon. Though I guess you can't really call it a weapon." He then played around with the chain that connected them allowing them to rattle in his hand. "This chain binds us and increase our strength as well as speed. With that, he can do something quite remarkable. You see my Eve has a special talent. Once he sees a quirk used in action he can easily analyse to the extent of its abilities. All its strength and flaws. He sees it all. With the extra speed, he gains from our joining he can almost instantly think and write down a plan to counterattack any of you fools. Then that information then gets transported to yours truly by a flick of a pen."

"No, it can't be," Kurogiri groaned as he glared at the boy with his phantom yellow eyes. The boy shivered but stood his ground and glared back as menacingly as he could. Which wasn't very menacing. In fact, in Kurama's eyes, it was adorable. "What type quirk are you using?"

Kurama chuckles at the mist's confusion. "It's not a quirk. It's our power." He lifted his blade up and pointed to Shigaraki who flinched once he realized just how close that man was getting. Just a few more steps and that blade would be piercing right through him. "Together we will surely win this fight."

In furious frustration, Shigaraki scratched his neck. He clawed at it so hard it almost broke through its already thin layer of skin. "Damn it. Damn it all!" he hissed with his hatred boiling in his blood. "how could this be possible. There's no way Nomu can be defeated by anyone. Not even All Might should be able to. Yet we're being own by a kid and some old timely wiredo."

Kurama laughed at the villain's comment. "Me a wiredo. Have you looked at yourself in the mirror? What's the point with all those hands over your body? They practically scream evil villain." His laughter soon died down to a serious and murderous expression. "Now do me a favour and leave before I get my blade dirty."

"SCERW YOU!"

Lazily, the Servamp shrugged his shoulders. "Well, I guess I'll get my blade dirty." He dashed forward and stabled Shigaraki in the shoulder. The villain shrieked at the sudden agonising pain. Instantly he grabbed the blade with both his hands attempting to disintegrate it and free himself. Kurama just laughed at the pathetic attempt to save himself. "Your quirk is weak, isn't it?" The villain answered with a spiteful growl as the blade slowly be surely turned to dust in his hands. His helpless expression was extremely amusing to see. "My Eve told my all a need to know. You're quirk though deadly isn't fast. It takes a while for it to truly be life threatening I mean look at my blade. You have all your fingers on it, yet it's still holding on strong." Shigaraki didn't bother saying anything and just held the blade for the sake of his own life. "Heh heh heh. Here let me help you." Just like that, the blade disappeared in a flurry of red petals. All that hard work was for not. The despair in Shigaraki's eyes as he realised all that effort meant nothing was only about to grow. "No matter how hard you try and decay it. I can always make a new blade." Just like he said the petals joined back in a clustered and reformed the red/black blade to perfection. Not a single sign of Shigaraki's hand make destruction could be found. Once again Kurama stabbed the villain this time in his other shoulder. "Do you give up now?"

Growling in pain, Shigaraki turned to his only conscious ally. "Kurogiri, do something! This guy is crazy!"

"I would if I could," The mist man admitted and glared at the blade the pinned him down. "But there's something wrong with this blade. Something supernatural. It won't go down my warp gates so easily."

"Oh, that's not my blades doing," Kurama explained. "I used to know I nurse wonderous in her career. Though she knew more about giving pain than reliving it. The taught me I few tricks to minimize the effectiveness of a user's quirk as well as their body movements. Just needed to hit the right pressure points. Heh…heh heh heh...AHHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA! You're all so pathetic!"

Kurogiri glared at the crazy laughing Servamp, "Just who in the world are you?"

"Kurama!" cuts in a voice of distress. Izuku was running. Running towards his Servamp in desperation. "Please stop. You've done enough. You've beaten them. There's no point in fighting anymore!" Seeing and feeling the desperation and sadness of his Eve, Kurama's grip of his blade lax as all his attention was stolen by the boy. This did not go unnoticed.

Kurogiri saw it. A weakness in Kurama's armour and he was going to take full advantage of it. "I see Nomu isn't the only puppet here. You too have a puppeteer." With whatever strength he had he activated his warp gate right behind the running child. "What would you do if your puppeteer were to die?"

In an instant, Kurama let go of his blade and rushed towards his Eve. He should have shut Shigaraki up first before he gave out his next order. "Nomu attack that boy!"

With the order of his master given, the purple monstrosity stormed out of the warp gate roaring like an animal not of this world. It readied its massive fist and changed at the child at full force. Izuku hand no time to react. He just turned around and stopped like a defenceless dear caught in headlights. The fear of for coming death stuck him hard. He didn't have the will to move. Luckily, his ever-loyal Servamp caught him at the nick of time.

"I won't let you!" he grabbed the boy in his arms and took the punch. Kurama screamed at the pain and the sound of broken bones. Still, he never let go of his Eve even after being sent flying into the wall. He took on all the impact. He wouldn't let his Eve get hurt and so tried to minimize the damage done to their body by taking it all on himself. This was a horrible decision on his part. He felt all his body was shattering. Perhaps this is how his Eve felt when he uses that distractive quirk. Such pain. But that doesn't matter. All that mattered was his Eve safety. "Are you ok?" he whispered weakly.

Izuku eyes were all in a panic. "I'm I ok! Are you ok?" he stressed as he held his Servamp as firmly and gently as he could. "You took on that monster's hit for me. Of course, I'm ok but you're not!"

"Heh heh…So long as your safe my wellbeing doesn't matter."

"Of course, it matters!" Izuku yelled in his Servamp's face as tears once again formed in his eyes. "You don't think I care about you too! Of course, I do. You're my friend Kurama and I would hate for you to get hurt. Especially if it's because of me. Seriously, you had me really scared right now."

"Izuku." With what strength he had left he wiped the tears running out of his Eve's eyes. He was the only one ever to cry for him. He felt…something from it. It felt warm.

Their sweet moment wouldn't last as Shigaraki gave out his next malicious order. "Kill them! Kill them both! NOW!"

The Nomu obey like the soulless puppet that it was and rushed towards the pair with speeds that could match All Might himself. Kurama attempted to stand and face the beast. "Get out of the way Izuku. That thing can only target one of us. I'll deal with it you get out of here."

"I can't just leave you!" Izuku argued. However, there was on time for this. The Monster was getting closer to claim both of their life.

"Izuku, you know I'm immoral I can take whatever this thing will give. It's just going to hurt like hell. No big deal."

"I'm staying."

"Augh. Why are you being so difficult? I am your Servamp and you are my Eve. It is my duty to protect you and grant your desires."

"For the last time, you are not just my Servamp!" Izuku screamed with such passion in his voice. As he did the book and pen in his hands glowed even brighter with their pure green light. Though time was up. The Nomu was there before them ready to take their lives in a single hit. However, Izuku wasn't having it. No one is going to die today. He was going to make sure of it. "You're also my friend and I won't let this thing hurt you." With adrenaline running ramped through his veins he turned to face the beast head-on. There was a type of madness in his eyes as he smiled in fear. He was sacred. Of course, he was but that fear will not stop him. No matter what. "I'll protect you too!" he yelled to the heavens and crossed his arms in protection.

BOOM!

The hit was made, the vibration of the collation ribbed through the air. Although gusts of winds swirled throughout the USJ breaking anything breakable like the light bulbs and glass. It strong enough to drop everyone in the facility to their keens. A dust cloud formed around the source. Nothing could be seen with how to thick it was. "Deku!" One of the students screams in dismay. She was about to rush out and see what has happened to her friend but stopped as soon as the smoke cleared. It was a jaw-dropping scene. "Deku?"

The monster was still standing. It stood firm as its fist pressed again something hard. That something was a simple black shield with a glowed of green. Its owner stood firm as he held the shield with all his might preventing the beast from going any further. One thing was going through their heads. Though the villain was first to yell it out in the rudest way possible. "The fuck just happened!"

"Kurama?" the Eve questioned his Servamp as he pressed further against the Nomu's fist.

"Your weapon transformed," he explained as he gazed in awe of his Eve. It was a magnificent sight. His precious Eve battling a beast with almost immeasurable strength and for his sake. He couldn't help but awe at its beauty that he almost forgot all the pain his body was still feeling. "Amazing. Your book turned into a shield! And your pen…it's a sword!" for a second Izuku looked at his other hand. Sure enough, the pen he once held transformed into a black bored sword with the same glow of green as his new shield. It was a surprise. "like a Knight in shining armour. You truthy are a hero," Kurama cooed in delight.

"Well then if I'm a knight then it's my job to protect the ones I care about." The hero took one step forward causing he Nomu's fist to be pushed back. For a brief moment, he turned to his Servamp with a smile. A smile that told him everything will be ok. "That includes you too, Kurama, so rest up. I'll continue this fight." He then shot a sharp glare at the beast, "And I will win."

"HA! You think you can bet Nomu on your own kid," Shigaraki spat at the child swing his arms out as he clenched his fits. "You can't do it. No one can. Nomu was specially made to destroy All Might what makes you think you have a chance with some puny sword and shield? AH, that's hilarious!"

Izuku grunted as the pressure of the Nomu pressing his fits against the shield was getting to him. he was being pushed back. It was obvious as he felt his feet get dragged into the dirt. He was barely holding his own. He quickly glanced at the onlookers; his poor classmate watched in fear. There was too much fear in them. He can see them shaking in their boots. They couldn't move, or act, just watch. It must be killing them. Still, what can they do with a monster like this? They're not even all here. Some of them are still fighting for their lives out there but if he can take down this one obstacle that will unload their burden exactly. I fire lit within him. A surge of electric adrenaline flowed through him as he pushed back with all his might. It was enough to force the Nomu's muscular arm to bend. "It's not whether I can or can't do it." Boldly, he took a step forward forcing the beast back. "It's the fact that I can't afford to lose." Again, he took another step forward as he put on his brightest smile. "You think you can beat me so easily. Beat us? We may just be students, but I know my classmates have what it takes to become great heroes!" This time instead of a single step Izuku took several forcing the Nomu back even more much to the villain surprise. "I know they can take care of you goons. I know we'll make it out of here alive. I'll make sure of it. No one is going to die today!" Swiftly, he slid his shield to the side allowing the Nomu to lose its balance. Since all its strength was pushing forward it fell and its fist met the edge of a sharp blade. With all his might, Izuku rushed forward slicing the muscle arm in half.

"ROAR!" the beast growled and as fast as it could it tried to regenerate its missing piece.

While it was busy concentrating its energy on regeneration, Izuku swiped the beast off its legs. Then he leaped onto it's back and slammed his shield into the beast exposed brain. It let out another inhuman roared. It shook the child violently off it's back. Izuku manages to not so gracefully land on his feet. Then he charged and slammed into the beast using his shield almost like a sledgehammer. Off guard beast tumbled and Izuku landed another solid hit on its brain.

Granting his teeth in fury, Shigaraki yelled at the child. "What the hell do you think you are doing!"

Before he could answer, Izuku slammed his shield on to the Nomu's brain yet again. He jumped off the moment it was about to grab him. Quickly, he got some distance and lifted his shield up. "I had a theory, but I wasn't sure if it was true." He glace a look at the villain's face of irritated rage. "Form the look on your face I guess it's true. That brain is a major weak spot. Every time it's hit it disrupts the beast why of thinking. It to forgets how to use its quirks temporary and all previous commands given. The brain is very powerful and important organ after all. Without it, everything else fails. So, If I kept hitting it." The Nomu attempted to slam its fist at the child but he was too quick. He manged to land on its arm and get another solid hit at the beast brain. "Eventually it will shut down or at the very least weaken it enough to beat it."

"You little brat," Shigaraki growled. "How could you see through Nomu so easily?"

"Years of watching other people and their quirks." Izuku roll dodged another wild attack and readied his shield. Once he did the monster dizzy twisted around and punched it. Though this punch was different. It was weak or at least weaker than its other strikes. Slowly but surely, he was wearing the beast down. "As expected. By distorting the brain, it cannot send messages to the body as fast or as well. However, with its regenerative abilities, this is only a timely fix." A rapid flurry of fists pins the young hero down. It took all he had to stay in his position. Each hit was stronger than the last; the monster was regaining his strength. His window of time is closing but he can't give him. He mustn't give up.

Seeing her friend fighting for his life out there, against an overwhelming villain, she couldn't help but be worried. Still the look in his eyes. The way he held his own against a beast like that. She had hope. Hope that somehow some way he could beat it. Or last long enough for their Class representative to come back with reinforcement. Some way he will win, and she refused to give up on him. "You can do it Deku!" She cheered with all her might. She wished she could do more. She wished she could rush out there to help him. She's sure the others do too. But something told her it will only complicate things or ruin some sort of grand plan in his head. He always had some sort of plan even if it's a crazy one that might not work. He does it anyway and that's why she has to believe in him. "You can win! I know you can."

Her cheers did not go unheard by the young hero or her classmates. If anything, they're just got louder. "Go for it, man!" Their pink classmate yelled as she held one of their fallen teachers in her lap. She grinned thing as she fisted the air. "Wiped that smug grin off that villain's face."

The cheers got louder. "You got us out of the shipwreck zone in one piece. I'm sure you can get out of this mess somehow too. Ribbit."

"Ok, I don't think you can actually beat this guy. But if you say no one's going to die today then I'll believe in you. Beat the crap out of that villain."

"Yeah, you go man! Will cheer you on."

"Be careful Midoriya. That thing is strong."

"You don't have to beat it. Iida ran to get help so just stall it or something."

"Shouldn't we help him?"

"My Eve is far stronger than you lot can comprehend. Do not dare interfere. If you so well. You'll find out."

"…Noted."

"Come on You can do it!"

He hears them. He hears them all. He can't afford to lose. Soon the Nomu's rapid punches became faster almost unseen with the way they rammed the shield in blinding speed. It was back in full force with everything very punch slowly driving Izuku back inch by inch. Then a crazy idea pops into his head. Then again what idea wasn't crazy when it involved him. He fell back to the ground and curled his body tight to fit the surface area of his shield. Interestingly, the shield reformed itself into a perfect circle and encase around its master's body. The Nomu quickly adjusted the angles of its punches and slammed the turtle-like shell shield with all its might. It disturbed the earth around it forming cracks all around. It was even enough to form a dust storm with the amount of wind pressure the beast was making. Then everything went still. The dust cleared once the Nomu stopped its relentless attacks.

Glaring at the shield embedded in the dirt, Shigaraki spoke out. "Is the brat dead?" He was hoping the kid was crushed like a pancake under that shield.

"No far from it," Kurama said with a grin.

Suddenly, the shield deformed back to its book state. It presented Izuku pop up with his uninjured head positioned it a pre-flick attack. His finger glowed with energy. "SMASH!" He yelled as he unleashed his quirks fury. The pressure of the blast slammed into the Nomu like a wrecking ball in full swing. It forced him back to a considerable distance.

"Hacks! I call fucking hacks!" Shigaraki cursed while spitefully pointed a finger at the boy. "There is no way I plain wimpy looking kind like you could do that to Nomu. You can't possibly be that strong."

"You're right."

"...huh?"

Weakly, Izuku rose up to his feet revealing an indent of his likeness in the dirt. "That thing was able to take on one of my punches thanks to its abortion capabilities. A simple finger flick shouldn't be powerful enough to force it back unless…" A relieved smirk formed on the boy's lips as he glared at his brain-dead opponent. "It finally hit its limit for its absorption quirk."

Shocked by the revelation, Shigaraki took a step back; his body twitching in frustration. "No, it can't be. You barely hit Nomu. Your weak shield hits shouldn't have been enough to reach the full extent of Nomu's shock absorption quirk."

"It didn't have to be," Izuku interrupted and proudly held out his shield. "After all, if it tried to absorb the shock made by punching a nearly immovable object it should reach its limit all on its own. In theory at least."

Realisation suddenly slapped the young villain in the face. They got played. Hard. By a mere child no less. "All that talk about Nomu's brain is a weak point and constantly aiming for it. It was all so Nomu would solely come after you and no one else. Once you got its attention you let that fucking shield do all the work for you." His anger came to a solid boil as he lashed forward and screeched: "That still doesn't explain how freakily OP that shield is. To be able to take on so much of Nomu's punches. What the fuck is that thing to make of?"

"Pure willpower," Kurama answered slyly. He still hasn't moved from where he was before. Much to his surprise that Nomu did a number on him. he's taking a lot longer to heal than what he's used to. Still, it was an entertaining sight to see his young Eve crush the villain's pet so well. "It's my Eve's strongest assent. His will to never give up. That will that manifest itself in his weapons making them just as strong as his own will. His will is near if not unbreakable and so his shield becomes just that."

"This is bullshit. What kind of quirk is that?"

"HAHAHAHHH! You think it's a quirk. How foolish of you." The psychotic joy on the Servamp's face soon faded as he turned his attention to his Eve. "Well, Izuku it's all on you. Finish this villain off."

With an unwavering fire in his eyes, Izuku stared down his opponents and changed at full force. "Take this!" he slams his shield on to the Nomu casing it to topple. Swiftly, he twirled around and struck it's over the side. The boy repeated this motion, again and again, casing the Nomu to sway left and right unable to respond. When he was close enough he hopped up and attacked its weak spot which wasn't helping the Nomu in the slightest. Both young heroes and villains were on the edge of their seats as the freckled face hero relentlessly attacked the beast. Eventually, he stopped, and the monster fell to its knees. Its upper body swayed from side to side. Izuku gipped his shield tighter for one final hit. "Listen to well, villains. No matter what I will never give up. We will never give up." Suddenly a such of green lightning flowed through his body. "No matter what you say, or do, we will always find a way to fight back. Throughout all the fear and all the doubt, we will find the light and fight for it. For the sake of a bright future, we will never lose to you!" The energy over flowed him her could feel every piece of his muscle scream in agony. He was just keeping himself together. But that's all he needs. It's time to finish this. So, he clenched his butt-cheeks and charged forward one final time. At the top of his lungs, he screamed out his school motto. "PLUS ULTRA!" He unleashed all that pent-up energy and sent the Nomu flying. And by flying, I mean flying. The monster was sent out of the roof.

Students and villains alike stare in complete awe at the young hero. Then there was his Servamp who smiled happily through it all. The looks on their faces were just so priceless. The shock and general joy of the students and the utter despair and frustration of the villains. It was just so delightful. Shigaraki was practically trembling with rage. This wasn't supposed to happen. None of this was supposed to happen. "This is bullshit! How. JUST HOW!" he glared at the child who caused it all. Caused his perfect plan to kill All Might to crumble. "Who…WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?"

Standing as tall as he could, the young hero pointed his sword at the villain. "My name is Izuku Midoriya. Now please surrender."

"Please surrender? Who the fuck says that to a villain and expects them to comply!"

"Shigaraki we have no time for this!" the mist villain yelled form his place. "We need to get out of here. Nomu is defeated and All Might still hasn't shown. Soon the child that escaped will come back with more pro heroes. We've lost. We need to retreat now." Just then the sword that pinned him down disappeared into his warp gate body. Finally, he was free. "Whatever trick that man did to me has faded. My quirk is back at full power. Now let's go."

Shigaraki white fists shook with fury but soon died down. He glared at the young hero before him. "You win this time, Izuku Midoriya, but mark my words this isn't the last time you and I will fight. Sensei will make a bigger and stronger Nomu that even you can't beat. I swear when that time comes I'll take your head and use it for a door stopper!"

"Over my dead body!" Kurama hissed back from his stop. He still couldn't move well. His injuries were healing much slower than they used to. It annoyed him to no end that he couldn't rush out to his Eve's side. Oh well. It's over now.

"Come now Shigaraki let's…" Before he could say another word, a frosty wind crept up behind him and latched on to his hidden leg. Before he knew it, his body was getting encased in ice. "NO!" that's all he could say before becoming a frozen popsicle.

"Not so fast villain. Don't think you can escape so easily after breaking in here." A young hero with red and white hair and a scared face walked on to the scene and what a scene it was. All the minions they brought in were knocked out on the ground. The earth was severely scarred with cracks and oddly shaped craters. His other classmates were holding on to their heavily injured teacher with glee in their eyes. His arrival was one of relief after all. He quickly scanned the area and soon noticed the only villain left standing was the one that seemed to be the ringleader. "I don't see this so-called biological weapon those others told me about. I'm guessing that thing that was sent flying through the ceiling was it. So, my classmates were able to beat it. What a sorry excuse for a weapon."

"Actually, it wasn't us Todoroki," One student said as they pointed to Izuku. The boy followed their finger to see the young boy walking confidently to the last villain standing. Here he thought that boy was not much to look at. However, if those quirk tests were anything to go by looks can be deceiving.

Izuku walked closer to the defeated villain with a stern cold expression. "Give it up Shigaraki," he demanded. The young hero pointed his blade at the villain as he loomed over their slumped body. "Your minions have been defeated. Your big weapon is gone. Your way out is frozen. You're outnumbered and outclassed. Despite the fact you quirk is very dangerous it's still weak. You don't have the firepower to fight us all. So please just give up."

Shigaraki clenched his fists as his whole body shook with what he believed was anger and hate. He glared at the young hero before him with his raging eyes. "If you want me to give up so badly why don't you just kill already!" Izuku flinched at the villain's sudden spiteful suggestion. "You have a sword just stab me already and be done with it! You're right I don't have the firepower to beat you so just end me and call it a day hero!"

The hero's stance weakens at villain's words. He glanced back at his blade and back at the villain. Though he put on a brave front there was fear in his eyes. Did he really think he was going to kill him? With a sigh, the hero glanced at his weapons. They disappeared to small balls of light and flew back to his wrist reforming the mark that was once there. "No," he stated firmly as he gazed back into the villain's surprised eyes. "Like I said no one is going to die today and that means you too." The gaze he gave the villains was not as hard and stern as the villain would have expected. It was soft and kind almost begging. "I'll ask again please give up Shigaraki."

The villain still shook. Not form just rage but confusion. Why? What was the point? He didn't know why but his body moved on its own a lunged at the boy. They caught each other's hands and wrestled to the ground. Shigaraki became the dominant one as he pinned the smaller boy down. "Are you stupid or something? You had me on the ropes. You could have just killed me and end all of this now." During their scuffle he purposefully allowed one of his fingers on to touch the boy, but he soon let them down. The boy screamed as he felt a burning sensation on his hands. "Now the tables have turned and you're going to die."

Izuku clenched his teeth in pain and glowed at his opponent. He strengthened the grip of his hand forcing his fingertips on the villain's knuckles. This forced the villain's fingers up stopping his quirk in the process. He overpowered the villain and they turned and switched positions. "That's not what's going to happen. I won't let any of that happen. It's a hero's duty to save those in need!"

Shigaraki glowed below him. "BULLSHIT!" Again, the two rolled and swapped places. The villain leaned into hero's face and yelled his heart out. "IF THAT WAS REALLY TURE THEN WHERE WERE YOU!" The tension between then suddenly faded as the grip they had on one another dropped. Izuku gazed at the villain above him and noticed something strange in his eyes. They were glowing. Shining with tears. One drop fell on his cheek. It made him shiver with an unknown feeling. "If that's true, where were you? Where were any of you? Why didn't you come for me? Why didn't you save me?" The tears kept falling as the anger in the villain's voice trembled with sadness. "You left me there all alone. Nobody came but Sensei. No cared but Sensei. You heroes are just a bunch of hypocrite spreading the word of false and fragile justice. It's so stupid!"

"Shigaraki." All Izuku could do was watch as the young villain cried his eyes out. It tugged at his heartstrings. This villain has gone through something. He doesn't know what. He may never understand. But that doesn't matter. All the mattered is right now at this moment. He reached out one of his scarred and bleeding hands at the villain. He wiped one of the tears running off his hand man's fingers. "It's ok. You're probably going to jail after this but it's fine. If you're good they'll let you out. Maybe then we can talk or something. No fighting."

Shigaraki doesn't know why but he lets the boy touch him. There was this comforting warmth in his hand. He wanted it to last a little longer. But that wasn't meant to be.

Izuku's eye widened in panic. "Look out!" He quick dragged the villain behind him and summoned his shield. A red blade smashed against the green barrier sparks flying on contact. Izuku glared at the welder. "What do you think you're doing, Kurama?"

Kurama's grip didn't fade. In fact, it got harder as he pushed on to the shield. "That man tried to kill you. I'm just taking the necessary countermeasures."

"By killing him?"

"Yes," the Servamp replied so bluntly. "An eye for an eye my dear Eve."

"There's no eye to give!" Izuku argued back. "I'm not dead so stand down!" Reluctantly Kurama obeyed his Eve's orders and the bladed faded away in a gust of pellets. Izuku's attraction then returned to the villain behind him. "Are you ok?" he asked so innocently as he held out a helping hand.

Baffled, Shigaraki stared at the hand. "Why? Why did you save me?" It didn't make any sense. What was the point in all that?

"It's a hero's job to help those in need no matter who they are. Like I said no one is going to die today." The shield disappeared once more and Izuku smiled brightly at the villain. It was something the villain hasn't witness for so long or perhaps ever. A cheerful and innocent smile formed just for him. "That includes you Shigaraki," the boy said softly like the look in his eyes. They were so pure so sincere.

"I…I…I don't understand." The villain whispered weakly. "It doesn't make any sense. What's the point? Why are you looking at me like that! I'm your enemy you should be trying to kill me no save me." His mind when into a flurry of messy thoughts as he tried desperately to comprehend the situation, But he couldn't. He just couldn't. "I DON'T UNDERSTAND AT ALL!" Then the villain fainted in fatigue ending the battle. It was over. It was finally over.

Then his weapons disappeared and so did that chain that linked him and his Servamp together. The strength of the young hero's legs failed him and Izuku fell into his Servamp's arms. "It's over. It's really over," he panted. The boy was exhausted but who wouldn't be after a fight like that. He glanced at the fallen villain in mild concern. "Is he ok?"

"I'm sure he is my little Eve." The small child let out a yawn and he cuddled closer to his Servamp. "You must be tired. Surely overworked yourself after all that. Rest your head little one. I'll handle the rest." Kurama gentle placed his Eve's head on his lap and stroke his curls. Slowly Izuku's eyes fluttered shut. He couldn't help but smile at the boy's peaceful expression, but that smile was not meant to last with an unexpected guest popping up into the scene.

"So, this is where've been Tsubaki," spoke out a lazy voice.

Kurama recognised that voice from anywhere. His blood burned to form the mere sound. Still, he put on a fake smile and turned to the newcomer. "It's been awhile since I've heard that name. How have you been, big brother?"

There only a few feet away was a young man with shoulder-length, blue hair with bangs reaching his eyes to his red eyes. Dark bags from under them as they wore a half-lidded bored expression. His chose of clothing was this light blue hood jacket pulled with black fluffed out at the sides to resemble cat ears. The tails of his coat appeared to be burnt and shredded to tattered strands since they wore an ashy colouring. He also had on a pair of white pants and keen length black boots. Around his neck was a simple golden bell. The man lazily lifted a hand in greeting. "Hi."

"You have a brother?" Izuku whispered tiredly as he struggled to try and open even one of his eyes.

Kurama patted his head and told him everything was fine. He laid the boy's body down to rest all with the best smile he could muster. Then he switched to a cold expression as he faced his eldest brother for the first time in 10 years. "What are you doing here, Sleepy Ash?"

"I have a name you know," he growled as he scratched the back of his neck. "It's Kuro and I'm guessing you have a new name too."

"Quite right dear brother. It's Kurama now."

"So, what are you doing here anyway?" Kuro wasting no time then needed asked the one question he's been dying to hear.

"I could ask you the same thing," Kurama argued as he all too happily clapped his hands together. "Oh, I know you're here to kill me aren't you, big brother? After everything that happened I should really die, shouldn't I?" he asked all too cheerfully. While the others gasped in horror Kuro remained calm and casually walked towards his little crazy brother. "That should be a very simple task for you, big brother. All you have to do is break my contract item." He presented that wooden fox mask painted his Eve gave him so long ago with a bright fake smile. "Well, here it is. It's it adorable? My Eve gave it to me when he first picked me up. He spent all his allowance on it too. Isn't that just sweet?" Still, Kuro remained silent as Kurama testily waved the pendant in his hand. "Go ahead and try and break it. I dare you."

Kuro never listened. He didn't so much as give the item I second glace. Instead, he walked right past his little brother and headed to his real destination: The Eve lying unconsciously on the ground.

I spite of fear pricked the Servamp of melancholy's heart as he realised his brother's action. He was walking closer to his ever. Ever so close. Too close. In a blink of an eye, Kurama formed his blade and stabbed his brother in the shoulder receiving a choir of gasps from all who saw. "Not another step, big brother." He warned as his eyes widened with both fear and paranoia. "I won't let you do anything to him. You won't take him away from me like what you did to sensei."

Kuro sighed and forcefully pulled the blade out. "I'm not going to do anything to the kid. Just curious what kind of human caught your attention so much you'd make a contract with them."

"Like I'll believe anything you say after what you did to sensei!"

As the younger Servamp lunged in for another strike, he was stopped. By a broom stick of all things. "Leave him alone!" spoke a new voice. The next thing Kurama knew he got smacked by a black broom with a blue aura. The owner of the said broom was a plain looking man in his 20s with short chestnut colour hair and dark brown eyes. He wore a simple brown suit, with simple polish black shoes, a simple white button shirt, and a simple dark brown tie. Like everything he stands for his look was just simple. Worriedly, he checked on the other Servamp. "Are you ok, Kuro?"

"I'm fine, Mahiru," he assured as he held his bleeding shoulder.

Wickedly, Kurama laughed at the sight. "Of course, you and your Eve would be here! Why wouldn't he be? HAHAHAHAHAH!" Then his face switched to a stern and angered expression. "Now why are you here?"

"We just came to talk, Tsubaki. We're not here to hurt you or your Eve. So please hear us out," Mahiru yelled as he deformed his weapon making a statement that he doesn't want to fight.

Kurama eyed the man and allowed his weapon to disappear as well. "State your business," he demanded.

"We just have a question," Kuro explain. "Once we hear your answer then we'll leave."

"Why now? Why this boy?" Mahiru continued. The younger Servamp turned to the older eve with a frim expression. Mahiru returned it with his own stern look. "You haven't been interested in getting an Eve in the past. So, what changed?"

Kurama stared at the duo and glanced back at his sleeping Eve. He looked so peaceful. Though he has no idea what is going on as he wondered through dreamland. He want's nothing more than to take the boy and run, but he knows for a fact these two won't let him. So, he gave in an answered their questions. "This boy his special."

"Special? How so?" His older brother asked as he glanced down at the sleeping child. He looks no different from any other. Though compared to his own eve he does seem a little more interesting with his messy green curls. Still. "He doesn't look too special to me."

The other Servamp chuckled mischievously, "Oh you'd be right. This boy at the at first glance isn't that interesting at all. He looks plain, all he ever talks about are heroes and not only that but like the rest of his generation; he wants to be a hero too. So very predictable. But you know what, he has something that others don't." There was a silent what that hanging in the air and he was more than happy to tell. "The strength and will to overcome the melancholy in his life. Over and over again."

"What does that even supposed to mean?"

"Allow me to explain," Kurama cheer as he spread his arms out and twirled in a circle once. "As the Servamp of Melancholy, I find myself attracted to those who feel the amount of sadness I have gone through. Perhaps that's why I followed the boy that day. Anyway, throughout these ten years, I've been watching Izuku as I pretended to be his pet fox. And throughout all that time I witness every despair that came his way." He can see it still fresh in his mind. Image of the past. All those bruises and cuts his Eve had on his frail body when he came home. He claimed they were nothing, but he knew the truth. "Did you know he was a prime bully victim. Ever since he was 5 and even before that the other children would pick on him relentlessly. They called him names. Called him useless. They hurt him so many times that he'd always come home crying. You know why?"

Kuro and Mahiru could felt the bloodlust seeping through him now. His face bared his typically psychotic smirk as his twitching wide eyes stared at them. They gulped at the sight. They needed to give an answer. "No."

"Because he was present as quirkless." The answer was simple but held so much weight. In this day and age if you do not have a quirk you are nothing. You are dead weight to this society. The fact that this boy was quirkless tells so much. "Yup, my precious Eve was born with nothing and was treated like nothing. Even his mother grew depressed and gained quite a bit of weight. And you know the worst part of it? My eve wanted to become a hero so bad. It was his life dream but because of his quirklessness, everyone told him no. His mother, his teachers, his rotten friends. Everyone told him he's wasting his time. And you know what he did?" The Servamp's anger in his voice suddenly dropped. It becomes softer and had a ting of admiration: "He never gave up. He continued his fool hearty way to his dreams. No matter how many people told him no or forced him not to he continued forward with no regret. I began to wonder when he would break. Everyone has a breaking point after all."

"He never did. Did he?" Kuro interrupted.

Kurama gave his brother a nod. "That's right. He never broke but there was this one time he almost did. I was so sure of it. By the end of that day, he was going to kill himself just like what that brat suggested. After all, if the so-called number one hero himself said he couldn't be a hero. What hope is there for him."

"Wait did you say number one?" Mahiru gasped in shock. "Are you talking about All Might."

"That's right!" he confirmed with spiteful cheer. "Even All Might himself said he could ever be a hero. The number one hero…My Eve's number one hero. He crushed his dreams like a little bitty bug!" The hatred in his voice lashed out like daggers. Unfortunately, the one they were aimed at wasn't there to receive it, so they had to take it. They all felt it. The spite of his words pricked their skin and forced them to shiver. They just couldn't believe it. All Might crushed a little boy's dreams. It was too wrong to be true. "I was so sure that was going to be the last straw. His hero killing his dreams had to be enough to kill his fighting hope. Yet the unexpected happened." He remembered it well. He followed Izuku as he mindlessly walked to somewhere. He wasn't sure where, but he wanted to be there. Especially if the boy dies. But then there was screaming, and his Eve ran right towards it. "My Eve tried to save someone. And this wasn't just any someone. It was the person that caused my Eve the most pain in his life. One of his many billies. Even so without so much as a single second of hesitation he ran right for him and attempted to save him while others stood back a watched. It confused me. Why did he save him when his life would be so much better if you would have died? I couldn't understand. Then he did it again during the U.A exams. Only this time it was a complete stranger. A stranger. He rushed out, broke both his legs and his arms to save this one person. He there wasn't anything to gain if he did, but he did it anyway. I just couldn't understand!" he yelled at the top of his voice with so much passion it hurt. Then he glanced back at his Eve sleeping away through all of this. His eyes. They held such admiration. Such love. "But I wanted to. And so, on that evening, I made him my Eve."

Mahiru raised an eyebrow in distress. "Wait what do you mean you made him your Eve? Don't tell him…" he soon came up with a shocking revelation. Scared and slightly judgmental, he pointed an accusing finger at the insane Servamp. "You forced him into a contract!"

Slyly, Kurama chuckled at the eve's statements. "Force is such a strong word. I prefer the word tricked."

"That isn't any better!"

"Ah, I remember it like it was just yesterday."

***flashback***

It was late in the evening. After failing his entrance exam so miserably Kurama waited for is soon to become Eve to come back home. He couldn't wait to see him and finish the contact. Though his precious Eve might not as excited. He probably wanted to eat dinner then go cry himself to sleep. He did fail the most important exam of his life. Not only that, but after all that training it ends up useless. Of course, he'll do his best to cheer him up. Every time his little Eve felt depressed he always plays the part of a beloved pet fox. Though maybe after today he can play a bigger role in their life

"I'm home." He hears his Eve called out and his lips curled upward in excitement. The door to his bedroom slowly opened. "Hey boy how you…WHO ARE YOU!" Instantly, Izuku freaks out as soon as he sees a traditionally dressed stranger casually sat on his bed.

Kurama lifted a hand in greeting. "Good evening Izuku. I see your injuries have healed. I must thank that old woman one day."

In utter fear, the little freckled-face boy slapped his back at the door in an attempt to get as far away from the stranger as possible. He was shivering in his boots. "H-h-how do you know my name? And how do you know about my injuries!"

He smiled at the boy. He was so cute when he's scared. "I saw everything. I've been watching you for a long time, my dear Izuku Midoriya," he admitted so honestly, it was creepy.

"W-w-why? W-who are you?"

The Servamp pouted pretending to be hurt by the question. "Don't you recognise me at all? It's me. Your best friend."

Izuku raised an eyebrow of confusion. "What are you talking about? I never met you in my life."

Smiling, Kurama walked up to the boy. He slammed a hand on the door preventing his escape and loomed over his small frame. Izuku hunched down; trying his best to get some distance between them. Still, Kurama smiled. "Come on my sweet Izuku. You can figure it out. I know you can. You've always been a smart boy analysing the heroes around you. Coming up with the grandness of strategies and quirk uses. Although our art work could use some work. A 2-year-old can do better. Hahahahahaha!"

The teen tensed up at the creepy laughter. He can tell there was something off with his guy but there was also this sense of familiarity. It was strange. Like they have met before. Then his eyes zoned in on the necklace around the stranger's neck. It was so familiar. It looked exactly like…no it can't be… "Kurama?" As soon as he said that name a blazing red light wrapped itself around Izuku's wrist. Coincidentally, the same blazing ring formed around Kurama's neck. The rings linked up in an almost unbreakable bond. "What just happened?" He wasn't even given an answer, but he was given a hug.

Kurama captured the small child in his arms and snuggled close to their neck. "You recognised me! Thank goodness I was getting worried for a second."

"It really is you isn't it, Kurama?" Izuku asked in disbelief. He loosened his hold on the boy and met his eyes. Similarly, with what he usually does as a fox he gave his owner a slight nod. "You were a man all this time? And I've been treating you like a pet! I'm so sorry."

He chuckled at the young boy's panic and took his hand. He snuggled the now rough palm with is cheek; giving off a delighted purr. "Don't be my dear Izuku. I've quite enjoyed my life as your pet fox. However, you really feel guilty there is a way you can make it up to me."

Confidently, Izuku nodded, "of course anything. After all your still my Kurama right?"

"Right." He sifted the hand closer to his mouth and kissed the child's knuckles. "Become my Eve Izuku Midoirya. Can you do that for me."

It sounded more like a command rather than a question but even so, Izuku readily agreed without hesitation. Even though he had no idea what he was talking about he still agreed for some reason. "I'm not so sure what the means but ok. I'll do my best."

Lightly, Kurama laughed at the boy's blatant hesitation. He's always so quick to agree. "I know you will." Then without warning, Kurama suck his fangs into the boy's hand. He shrieked at the sudden pinch of pain. It stabbed the Servamp in the heart but there was no time for apologies. As soon as the blood started to trickle down he licked up. Every last drop. It was sweet. Just like magic, then the invisible chain that bonded them materialized into a black chain soured by a red aura. A handcuff formed around Izuku's wrist as the other end of the chain embedded itself onto the back of Kurama's neck. As Izuku was having a confusing mental break down Kurama just chucked in wicked delight. He knelt on one keen and kiss his Eve's injured hand once more. "Now the contract has been sealed. You are my Eve and I am you Servamp till the day you die."

Completely confused, Izuku's head dropped to the side. "huh?"

And that was the night Izuku Midoriya willingly and unknowingly became the Eve of melancholy. The evening then pressed on with Kurama explaining to his new Eve what is a Servamp and Eve as well as how they work. Between the whole thing about him being able to turn into a fox and a human, Izuku then had a sudden revelation. "Wait a minute. If you can change into a man and was pretending to be a plain fox, then that means…I've been sharing a bath with a fulling grown man!" he screamed at the top of his lungs. His cheeks become as red as a tomato as he curled himself up in the furthest corner of his room. "How embarrassing."

Kurama coked his head. "Wait I tell you I'm a vampire and the thing that freaks you out the most. Is the fact that I've seen you completely naked for most of your life. Hahhahahahah!" he broke into hysterical laughter. Though this time for the first time in forever it was a real laugh. The thought was so unexpectedly entertaining. Then a mischievous idea cracked in his brain. "If you want I can show you my body. You know to be even," he offered. He allowed one side of his yukata to slide off his showed showing off half of his bare tone chest. "Just say the word my Eve and I'll strip right now."

"NO THANK YOU!" Izuku yelled as he lunged onto the bed and tried to put the yukata back to place. Though his attempts were in vein since Izuku was weak compared to the Servamp.

"Izuku is…everything alright in here?" the charming voice of miss Midoriya greeted them both as she opened the door. Her eyes shocked opened and mouth dropped. She could hardly try and comprehend the sight of a stripping man and her baby boy both on the same bed. "AHHH!" And so, began another long explanation. That is once Izuku convinced his mom that man was Kurama and stopped her from whacking him with the nearest object at her disposal. Which so happened to be a chair.

***end***

"And that's how Izuku became my Eve."

Honestly, both Kuro and made were speechless after that. Compared to their own bonding contact that was certainly an eventfully way to do it. Sure, they had to battle some crazy vampire to force them complete it but still. That must have been one hell of a conversation. "Well, I guess that settles that." Kuro then turned on to his heels and began to walk off without another word.

"Wait are we just going to leave just like that?" Mahiru screamed at his partner.

"Yup no point in sticking around here. It's obvious Tsubaki isn't up to anything vial so let's leave him alone. Besides tonight is date night and I'll like to have more time with you all to myself." He explained as he continued to lazily walk away.

"Seriously!" Mahiru sighed in defeat. He then turned to the other Servamp and gave him a small slip of paper. "Here this is my number. Give it to Izuku when he wakes up. It would be good for him to have the chance to talk to another Eve."

Kurama eyed the number. "I make no promise."

"Right, you don't trust us that much. Hey, are you going to be ok fixing this…" he gestured to the gasping students around and the unconscious villains on the floor.

"Oh, do you worry. I've done this sort of thing before. It shouldn't be too much trouble."

"If you say so." Then Mahiru left chasing after his Servamp on his broom. Literally, the man hopped on a flew like some sort of witch form a fairy tale. All he was missing was a cat. Then his partner Kuro hopped on but not before transforming into a little black cat with a flame shape flufftail tip. They flew back around and give the other Servamp one final look before flying off.

Once they were gone, Kurama turned to the students with a sadist smile. It sent shivers down their spines. "Now then time to clean up this mess."

"Guys, what happened?" A redhead and blonde soon came onto the scene. The redhead seems far more worried what with him panting like he ran all the way there. The other didn't seem to care at all as he jogged right next to him. Either that or the blonde had superior stamina compared to the redhead. "What the hell happened. We heard noises and crashes and saw this black thing flying right out of the roof. And uh…" the redhead stopped his mumbling as he spotted a stranger looking at him. At them. The look in his eyes. They weren't pleasant at all. They looked happy far too happy as they were paired with a sinister smile. "Who's that guy? Another villain?"

The duo never had enough time to prepare for what was to come. The man disappeared and reappeared in front of the blonde. He glared into his red eyes with his own and towered over the child. He kept that sinister smile on him. In fact, it only grew wider the closer he was to the boy. "Katsuki Bakugo. You have no I dear I much I wanted to do this. I've waited 10 long years for this." He raised his hand high for a strike. "Night, night. Heh heh heh."

Wamp!

Everything went black.

"I'm here!" the metal doors of the USJ have ripped apart as All Might burst into the scene. Though the scene wasn't what he was expecting. He thought he would see his dear students and colleagues fighting for their lives with some villain but instead, he sees them all on the ground unconscious. Only one remained. A strange man in traditional clothing sat in the middle of the chose. It was like he was waiting for him. That wasn't the only disturbing thing. The fact that he held his unconscious successor in his arms was…troubling. "Who are you? A villain?"

Kurama laughed at the man and quietly switched to a blank expression. "It's about time you go here All Might. I was getting rather irritated by your lateness." Gently he laid young Izuku down and straighten his clothing. "I know the hero usually appears at the last second but come on. This is real life, not a storybook."

All Might stiffen his body and readied his fists. "I'll ask again. Who are you?"

"I'm someone very close to your young successor. Someone who's been by his side for over 10 years now," the man answered as he casually walked close to All Might. Closer to the light provided when he broke down that door.

"That's strange young Midoriya never mentioned anyone like you before."

Like a madman, Kurama let out another bellow of wicked laughter. The instant he stated he stopped and glared at the hero before him, "oh trust me. You know me. I was there after all. Watching him grow beside you as you trained him to become a worthy vessel of your power. Speaking of which you knew that quirk of yours would break him so badly. Yet you didn't bother to tell him. And you call yourself a hero."

The hero was chilled by his words. "How do you know so much?" Instead of giving him verbal answer Kurama gave him a physical one. All he had to do was step into the light. All Might's shadowed eyes widen as the unbelievable sight. "You're…"

Kurama grinned, "that's right. Now if you don't want your secret running lose and ensure the safety of your successor I suggest you follow my instructions to make a convincing lie. Do you understand, All Might?"

With a sigh of defeat, All Might drop his fist. "What do I have to do?"

The next day…

"Yesterday was crazy wasn't it?"

"You can say that again."

After the unforgettable fight of the USJ, the students of U.A A class were given time off to recover. Once school started up for them again they walked to their classroom in their clicks. Though there was one student noticeably missing.

"Hey has anyone seen, Deku?" Uraraka asked about her worried friend. Though her memory was still a little foggy. She does remember her dear friend was heavily involved with it. It was strange really. For some strange reason, she couldn't remember much about how it all ended. Either could her classmates. All they remembered was Deku fighting with a stranger and All Might taking out that creepy monster with the exposed brain. That and all of them waking up in a hospital beds. Although none of them were seriously injured, somehow, they were all knocked out around the time All might defeated the monster. Or at least those who were close to the scene. Some of the others have far different memories depending on what area they were transported in. Some of them just remembered being knocked out. Other say the saw a witch on a broom with a cat. One small group said they were saved by a couple of strangers. When the villains out powered them a man in a brown suit appeared along with another in a blue coat. They helped fight the villains off then that's it. Their memory ended there in a black blur. It was all so fuzzy still. According to Iida when he came back with reinforcements they found everyone, villains and heroes alike, down on the ground unconscious. The only one left standing was All Might. He said that some of them, he assumed, fainted form exhaustion or was affected by a villain's quirk that caused everyone to sleep. He was able to defeat them before their quirk could affect him. Still, they're all lucky to still be alive.

Iida shrugged his shoulders, "Unfortunately, I'm unsure of the whereabouts of were Midoriya could be. I haven't heard from him since the indecent."

Uraraka pouted at the news, "oh I see."

"Worry not Uraraka I'm sure he's fine. Now let's get back to class." Their rep opened the doors to the classroom and was met with a sight of pure darkness. "How strange. I don't remember the classroom being this dark." He fumbled over the walls of the room until he felt the edge of a familiar switch. Then he clicked it and the lights soon dispelled the darkness revealing its secrets.

And that secret was their missing classmate trapped in the arms of a suspicious looking man. He was forced to sit on his lap as the man cuddled him close to his chest. Their chin rested on top of the mess of green locks. They smell so fresh and clean not to mention very soft. It was the perfect pillow to rest on. Meanwhile, Izuku lifted a hand in greeting, "hey guys."

"Midoriya!" Iida yelled and pointed a judgmental finger that the man who held him. "Who is that suspicious figure. Let you of him at once stranger."

The man gave him a cocky smirk. "Ha ha hahaha! You're so boring. Is that any way to treat someone that saved your classmate's pathetic lives."

Asui soon walked in and instantly recognised the man, "Hey, I know you. You're that guy that fought with Midoriya at the USJ. Kurama was it?"

The man smirked at the girl while leaning his head sideways on top of his eve's head. Something tells them he's not going to let you of him anytime soon. "Good memory. That is correct I am Kurama."

"So, what are you doing here Mr. Kurama?" she and the others were more than a little surprised to find within the pitch-black darkness of their classroom was there missing classmate and a strange man. What were they even doing sitting around like that? in the dark no less.

"Well know that my existence is out in the open I have no need to hide myself." Then he cuddled his eve even tighter and berried his face in his eve's hair. "Now I can be with my eve without shame." His rough affection caused Izuku to groan in discomfort making his classmate just as unconformable or worried.

Iida was the first to speak up: "Sir I advise you to let go of him this instant and leave. You have no business being here."

Kurama tilted his head at the boy and huffed a chuckled. "I wouldn't say that's wise. If I'm separated from my Eve for too long he'll die. You wouldn't want that to happen, will you?

Off guard, Iida flinched back. "Surely you jest?"

Izuku attempted to reassure his friends with the best smile he could offer which was, unfortunately, an awkward one. "Don't worry guys. Kurama is I really good friend of mine and he's very nice once you get to know him." This statement was soon contradicted when that man fell into a fit of laughter only to become bored and say they were all so not interesting to him.

Something tells us he's only nice to you. They though silently in their heads.

Though some of them lost complete for interest and decided to inspect their newly required gothic curtains. Each widow was covered with the thick, black and lacy material. They were certain these weren't there before. Of course, Bakugo couldn't care less about this new addition to the classroom. "Who gives a fuck about the curtains. I need to open a window it way too stuffy and dim in here." And so, he grabbed the rough fabric and opened one of them up evening an entrance way of natural sunlight.

Puff!

The man suddenly disappeared.

"Huh?"

With the sudden disappearing of the body below him, gravity took hold of his body and forced him back on to the chair. The sudden force almost caused him to topple over, but he managed to balance himself in the nick of time. He sighed in relief but then hastily looked around. "Kurama? Kurama, where'd you go?" he called out.

Then a black twin-tailed fox appeared and hopped into his owner's arms. "How annoying and just when I was getting comfortable."

"Oh, there you are," Izuku cheered and scratched his little head. The fox purred with delight leaning into the hand.

"He turned into a talking fox!" most of the students yelled accept one. No, this student turned completely pale.

"AAAAAAHHHHHH!" Bakugo screamed as he stumbled back crashing into every chair, table, and person that was unfortunate enough to be right behind him at the time. He didn't care about the damage or if anyone got hurt in the prosses he just wanted to be as far away as possible for that god damn fox. Eventually, he slammed his back on the very edge of the wall never breaking sight of that fucking damn fox. "YOU!" he hissed with anger yet fear.

Fox Kurama chuckled at his wonderous reaction. He rubbed a paw against his cheek and elegantly slipped it beneath his chin. Then he gave the boy a cheeky wink. "Me."

"DON'T YOU 'ME' ME YOU DEVIL FOX!"

Kirishima, the closest guy Bakugo has as a friend, tried to calm him down to the best of his ability. "Whoa, Bakugo what's gotten into you? It's just a talking fox." That's something he never thought he'd ever say in his life.

"You fuckers don't understand!" he spat at them with the same amount of rage they're used to only this time there was an under a layer of terror. Something that doesn't match Bakugo's usual attitude at all. He shot a shaky finger at the fox who grinned with amusement. His owner, on the other hand, was completely clueless and just sat there confused as everyone else. "That thing is no ordinary fox. That's Deku creepy ass fox!"

Offend by Bakugo's word, Izuku pouted. "He's not creepy," he defended.

Kurama snuggled close to his owner delighted at his response. "That's right. If anything, I'm adorable."

"ADORABLE MY FUCKING ASS!"

"Bakugo language!"

"SHUT UP AND KEEP THAT THING AWAY FROM ME!"

Kirishima raised an eyebrow of suspicion. He thinks he knows what's going on now. "Dude are you scared of that little guy."

With burning eyes of hellfire rage, he shot a glare at the redhead. That look was enough to make him regret his words if only a little bit. Still, Bakugo did not return to violence like he usually would. Instead, he yelled at them more: "NO! I AM NOT SCARED OF THAT LITTLE SHIT!"

"Oh really?"

"Ah!" Bakugo screamed as he found the fox right next to his feet. He fell and scuttled backward creating more distance between them. The fox laughed. He laughed at him. Then a blink of an eye the fox was back in the arms of its owner like it had never left to begin with.

Kirishima leaned over Bakugo with his hands on his hips. He raised an eyebrow at him, "you sure you're not scared of the little guy?"

"Shut up hair for brains," Bakugo growled. His eyes returned to that damn fox. He was mocking him with his eyes. Those fucking eyes. He's enjoying all of this he can feel it. Oh, how he despised this fox. "You guys don't understand at all every single time something bad happens to me that fox is always nearby. It's like a black cat attracting bad luck. Not only that he's usually the cause of everything. I know he is!" he still remembers it like it was just yesterday.

He was playing ball with his friend showing off how great he was. Because let's face it he's fucking amazing. When he performed some tricks perfectly he gave the ball to Izuku for him to have a go. He failed but that wasn't elegantly at all. He was always so lame and weak. However, the minute they start laughing at him his pet fox comes out of nowhere and steals that ball. Bakugo cheeky running after him. He was Bakugo to seriously hurt him. When he finally caught up to him he found the fox on the other side of the road with the ball right next to him. He caught the cocky look in his eyes. Almost like he was laughing at him. then them fox pushed the ball to the middle of the road with its tails. Bake stop and stared at the ball before looking back at the fox. It was grinning at him daring him to come and get it. He was going to accept it to if it wasn't for little Izuku stopping him. He was going to yell at him for that. Maybe even rough him up but as soon as he was about to punch the child a giant van rushes over the road. He can still hear a loud pop in the distance. He looked back. He saw his poor ball reduced to nothing but a pancake. And that fox. That creepy little devil. It was glaring at him; stabbing him with his eyes. it was like they were trying to say: 'it should have been you.'

Bakugo shivered at the distance memory. It still hunts his dreams to this very day. "I'm telling you that fox is evil. The devil even! It's like it's been trying to kill me for years!"

The fox burst out to sudden hysterical laughter. He was laughing so hard tears were forming in his eyes. "It wasn't like I was trying to kill you. I was trying to kill you."

"What!"

The fox laughed without shame. He honestly doesn't care about the explosive teen. After everything, that boy put his precious Eve through, he couldn't regret everything he'd done to the boy or tried to do to him. Not even a sliver of regret. "That right Bakugo every single unfortunate event done to you throughout all your miserable existence was done by yours truly. All your paranoia was justified, and your parents thought you were crazy. Ha ha ha ha ha!"

In a blinding fit of rage, Bakugo zoomed back to Izuku's desk and anchored his hands on the side. He snarled at the black fox in the boy's arms who just looked up at him smugly. "So, it was you, after all, you fur-ball piece of shit," he spat through his grit teeth.

Although that expression of pure utter fury scared his master, the fox stayed calm and looked him dead in the eye. "Yes, it was."

"That time in third-grade when that flower pot almost hit me."

"Me. You're lucky my Eve was there to push you out of the way in time."

"Fourth-grade field trip. We when to the temple and I somehow slipped."

"Me. You were running so fast you didn't notice that conveniently placed marble. Too bad my eve and your sheep lackeys were there to catch you."

"Park those dogs chased me everywhere."

"Also, me. I dragged a piece of jerky about and they chased me. I'm surprised you didn't notice me tied it to your leg."

"10th birthday. My candles were switched with firecrackers."

"Ohh that was a fun one. Cake was a good look for you."

"My lunch in sixth-grade! I was barfing for an hour! What the hell did you put in in fucker."

"Oh, that…Yeah, that wasn't me. Your mother is a really bad cook."

"DON'T YOU FUCKING INSULT MY OLD HAG!"

Kurama just laughed in his face making sure he was covered in spit. He was completely unfazed by Bakugo's anger, but his face turned to boredom as he rolled his eye. "Not interesting at all. Your type is so predictable. Couldn't you retell some of the more interesting ones? Like the time I made you fall off that log. That was interesting. After all, my plan worked perfectly yet you unfortunately survived. My little Eve was so worried about you too. Yet you still rejected his kindness. How annoyingly cold."

Bakugo blinked twice as he quickly recalled the distance memory. "Wait that was you? But you weren't even there."

"I was inside the log you fools were walking on. Once you got into position I simple knocked the walls a little. Ineven made that spot extra wet and slippery too." Suddenly he then pounced out of Izuku's arms and poked his little button nose with Bakugo's. "Oh, and I was also the one who set up that bucket of crabs that day in your middle school life. Oh, what fun."

"Hold on that was you. Where the fuck did you get the crabs?"

"Hahahaha…I have my ways."

"You really are the devil aren't you fucking damn fox?"

"HA! I've been called worst," Kurama chuckled as he whipped around and slapped the boy with his two tails. Bakugo was ready to murder him, but he quickly hopped back to his Eve landing on his shoulder. He made himself conformable and laid on his stomach and wrapped his fully tails around the back of the boy's neck for support. "I do not regret any of it by the way. You deserved everything that was coming to you and more. Look at what you did to my precious Eve's notebook. He grabbed something behind Izuku with his mouth and flicked on his desk. It was a note boy. A very beaten up notebook by age doesn't seem like the cause. In fact, the book seemed to have been burned somehow with its charcoal black holes. "Do you remember this book Bakugo?"

The explosive teen stuck up his noise and clicked his tongue with distaste. "Yeah, it's Deku's dumb notebook what of it.

Kurama's eyes shaped as his cocking grin turned into a frown. "It's more than just a notebook. It was my Eve's hopes. His dreams. All his knowledge about heroes. All his blood sweat and tears. His entire heart was poured into the pages of that book." His voice raised his anguish with each sentence. Every word you can feel the spikes of spate he spat out with each growl. "And you but you blow it up in his face and threw it out like trash. You deserved far worse than a bucket of crabs." The two had a death glare stare off between them. Neither seemed to budge for if they did they that means they lose. Both of them hate losing.

Unfortunately, or fortunately, the silent battle was stopped when Izuku took Karuma off his shoulder. He forced the fox to stare death in his eyes. They did not hold a happy expression. In fact, they had something he rarely sees in his Eve. Disappointment and anger. "You did all those things to Kacchan, Kurama!"

The little fox's head shirked down. His eyes tried to dodge his Eve's disappointed gaze. "Kind of."

"That time Kacchan came to school with pink hair?"

"Put pink dye in his shampoo."

"That time his home was overrun by rats?"

"I was the only aiming for his room hoping he'd die from rabies. I didn't count them running loose in his home."

"The missing brakes in their car."

"I took the brakes but then a hero swooped in the save the day. All that hard work for nothing."

"That poison ivy camping incident."

"I wasn't sure which sleeping bag was his, so I put it in his and all his sheep lackeys sleeping bags."

"That time Kacchan fell out of the canoe and his life jacket popped."

"If you haven't noticed I have very sharp claws."

"Kurama! Why? Kacchan didn't deserve any of that."

"Because he's a brat that deserved everything I did and more!" Kurama snapped back at his Eve. He was confused. Why was his eve giving him such as disapproving look? Did he not appreciate everything he did? He did all of that for his sake. Everything he did was for him. Why wasn't he happy? "Why are you defending him? After everything, he's done." He couldn't understand. He couldn't understand at all. "He'd hurt you, verbally, emotionally, physically! Why are you defending him?" His calm tone soon vapoured to pure hatred and spite. "He even told you to kill yourself! And you're just going to let that slide!"

There was silence. That sudden fact that came to light was shocking. Blood chillingly shocking. That fact that one of them…anyone one of them said that to another was…No words can describe it. None of them even knew how to feel. Still, all eyes shifted to Bakugo. They tried to figure out his opinion on the matter or waited for him to say that it was a lie or at the very least a misunderstanding. But he was silent. He didn't deny that statement. Or more like he couldn't deny the statement. It was all too true. His face said it all. The way his body was locked up in a shiver. The eye his eyes widen and popped. The way his fist clenched tight till they became white. It was the look of someone's dark past come to light. The look of someone regretting something they didn't bother to care about at the time. Now it's all in the open and the eyes of judgment laid on him. He has no choice but to be finally be judged for his past aggressions. Some may say it was about time. Others or at least one other was kind enough to forget.

Izuku smiled. It was a kind yet sad smile. He watched his fox girt his teeth in a scowl. He wanted his answer. His eyes now glared at him to say something. Still, Izuku smiled and patted his small head. "Yes," he stated firmly. "I will let it slide."

The class breath was taken away with a joined gasped. They were shocked. Can anyone really be that forgiving? Kurama shared their thoughts and they're shocked. His shock was soon burned away by the anger in his heart. "WHY! Why are you so forgiving!" he yelled at his owner who smiled at his outrage. "He hurt you! He made you miserable for your entire life! He called you useless. He gave you that damn name!" The tears in his eyes burned to streams of anger. He couldn't understand. He just couldn't. "He turned everyone against you! He made them hate you! forced you to be an outcast! You can't possibly be ok with that." Izuku confirmed his little fox with a small head rub. The sudden feeling made him stop his rant of fury. Still, his Eve was smiling. The fox bit his lower lip and shook his head. "How? How could you forgive him so easily?"

Gently, he rubbed the tears away from his little black fox. "It's ok Kurama. You don't need to be angry for my sake. I know Kacchan is not the nicest of people. He's rude and he's mean but that doesn't make him horrible. He's just…a little rough. But that doesn't mean he can't change for the better."

The fox growled, "I know his type. They don't change easily. He'll hurt you again. He'll make you cry again. I don't want that." the tears continued to fall. No matter how many times Izuku tried to rub them away they still fall. "He doesn't deserve your forgiveness. You should hate him. Despise him."

"I don't hate Kacchan. I could never really hate Kacchan."

"He's going to be a terrible hero." He stated. "With his past, he's more suited to be a villain."

"It's not about what he did, Kurama," Izuku argued. "It's what he's going to do. He's going to be a great hero."

Kurama snapped his head away from him. "He doesn't deserve the title."

"Well then, he's going to have to work really hard for it. We all do." The freckled face boy turned his head at the explosive teen. He smiled at him. "Right Kacchan?" The boy didn't say a word. He only huffed and turned his back. Izuku's smile dropped a little as he turned his attention back to his fox. "Besides I was never alone. I always had you and mom to cheer me up." He then hugged the fox in a tight and loving embrace. "So, all those years aren't as painful as you may think. I was fine thanks to you."

Touched by the sincerity of the boy's voice. Kurama sniffed and snuggled close to Izuku's neck. "You're too kind, Izuku."

"I hate to break up this sweet moment but what are you doing here, Mr. Kurama? Riddit." Asui asked curiously. "I mean I'm thankful you were able to help us out at the USJ but you really should be here. Who knows how I'll teachers will react when the see you."

Kurama shook his tears away and instantly returned to his sly self. He hopped on top of his Eve's head and nested himself into his curls. "Since you're so curious I'll tell you. I am Izuku's quirk."

"…SAY WHAT NOW?"

"I am Izuku's quirk," the fox repeated like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Kaminari slapped a hand on his aching head his head. His tiny brain couldn't comprehend what is going on. No one could to be fair. "Already too much weirdness this early in the morning. Please explain in simple words. My brain can't handle this."

"Certainly." Kurama hopped back onto the desk and flicked through the pages of the worn-out notebook. He landed on a page of a poorly down sketch of himself in human form. There was also a sketch of his fox form with an equal amount of artistic talent or lack thereof. It had detailed notes and explanations of the nature of this 'quirk' which was dubbed a Servamp's bond. "This is my quirk: Servamp's bond. It is a quirk that only runs within my family line. The bond itself it the quirk connecting us to our Eve which is what the person we bonded with is called. The bond it a type of symbiotic relationship. We share each other's strengths and make each other stronger. The stronger our bond the more powerful we become."

"How exactly does it work?" one student asked.

"Simple, by drinking the blood of my Eve, our bond solidifies to a literal physical connection. Just like what some of you witnessed in the USJ. Our power increases along with its transformation."

"You have to drink is blood?"

"Well, of course. What do you think a Servamp is?"

The question was a tough one. What is a Servamp? The question bounced around in their heads until someone saw the familiarity of the word. Yaoyorozu eyes widen in realisation: "it can't be…" she whispered to herself. "But it has to." She stared at the fox who gave her a sly look in return. she had to be right. "A Servamp. Is it a vampire servant?"

"Ding! Ding! ding! Give the girl a prize." Kurama cheered mockingly as he whipped his tail about. His fake happiness then turned to obvious boredom as his tails dropped along with his head. "But the fact that you figured it out is not interesting at all. Such an obvious development."

"YOU'RE A VAMPIRE!" the class screamed as they made a couple of steps back from the fox. Although for Bakugo, it was more like a couple…or few meters away.

"Well I do drink blood," the fox confirmed. "But only my Eve's. It's very sweet just like him. Oh, and Bakugo," he called out casing the boy to flinch at the sudden mentioning of his name. The fox cocked his head with a devilishly innocent smile. "I hope you understand now my Eve wasn't lying to you. He never did. This quirk of his is borrowed from me. It was only recently he gained this quirk. Isn't the right Izuku?" he looked up at his eve who jumped at his name. The fox gestured a nod at him telling him to continue.

Izuku gulped. With all those eyes staring at him, of course, he was nervous. That fact that Kacchan was glaring him down just made things worst. He bit his lip and looked down at the desk. He couldn't face any of them in the eye. After all, he now must lie right in their faces. He must. To protect the true secret of his 'quirks', he needs to lie. For All Might's sake and Kurama's as well. "That's right Kacchan. The one I borrowed this power form is Kurama. Thanks to him choosing me to be his Eve I finally have a quirk now." He hoped he sounded convincing enough.

Bakugo glare lighted up as he held out his chin. "Is that so?" The freckled boy nodded his head, yet he still couldn't meet the other boy's eyes. "Then you're still the same quirkless weakling that can't do anything by themselves."

The key word here is quirkless. I word all of them have heard. A word no one expected. It rendered them speechless. They tried too hard to process it. This unexpected piece of information. One of them is quirkless or was quirkless. One of them never had a quirk. One of them belonged to the minority of the world. There is another word commonly tied to the quirkless. Useless. Yet when they hear that word but couldn't connect it to that person. They couldn't believe it. "Deku, you're quirkless?" It was an innocent question one that stung so deep.

Kurama saw the pain in his Eve's eyes. He didn't like it. Not at all. He turned to the causer and growled. "You little brat how dare you!" The next thing anyone knew he attacked Bakugo by pulling out his hair with his teeth. "You made him upset! Take it back take it back right now!" he mumbled through his grit teeth and clawed in the boy's skull. The others tried to help but Bakugo wouldn't hold still. If anything, he was the most freaked out of the group as he hopped around the classroom like a madman and screaming at the top of his lungs.

The classroom then erupted into pure chaos as they all tried to chase Bakugo around and get the fox out of his hair. This proved to be a major challenge. The fox was just too strong and held on to Bakugo like a professional bull rider. The fox wasn't letting go. Not until sweet revenge is served. "Get the fuck off me you devil fox!"

"NEVER!"

Then a mummy, I mean their teacher, entered the classroom. He calmly glanced around that the absurd chaos and sighted. "Everyone to your seats!" On command, the chaos was stopped and they all returned to their seats. Oddly enough, Kurama also stopped his conquest of revenge and returned to his Eve. He wouldn't want to cause any unnecessary trouble for him. Still, the boy seemed not fully there at the moment. He was lost in his own world. With that grim expression painted his face; It wasn't a very nice world. Aizawa stared at the fox through his bandages, "you must be Kurama."

Happily, he nodded, "Yes, that's me."

Aizawa huffed and turned his attention back to his students, "Midoriya, control your fox." The boy didn't say anything. He just blankly gazed into space. This didn't sit well with Aizawa. "Midoriya!" he snapped in a firm tone.

This time Izuku woke up from his thoughts. "Yes, sir?"

"Control your fox. I don't want to see another scene like that."

"Of course, sir."

Then the lessons returned to normal and the hours rolled by. Though Izuku couldn't retain anything he was too lost in his own thoughts to care. He could stop thinking about how he had to lie to everyone. He knew it was necessary, but he still didn't like it. Now he's paying for it. They all know the truth of his quiklessness. Will they treat him differently? Of course, they would. Why wouldn't they? Then again, they were different than the others and he's not quirkless now. Still, he doesn't want to sit around and find out. The minute the bell rang he tried to dash out, but someone just managed to stop him.

"Deku wait." He didn't want to turn around, but he did. He saw Uraraka holding his writ tight and Iida standing not too far behind. They both wore a worried expression that played with his heart. "Can we talk? Please?"

Oh, how he wanted to say yes. Let all his walls down and tell them everything, but he couldn't. He wouldn't. "I'm sorry guys." He forced her hand away. "I really want to be alone right now." Then he bolted out of the classroom. He ignored his friends' begging calls and ran. He didn't know where he was going. Honestly, he didn't care. He just wanted to be alone and think. Eventually, he found a quiet dark corner and slumped himself against the wall. The hallway was quiet no one else around. Just him and his thoughts. Which should really be him and his fox.

Izuku didn't notice but Kurama made a home for himself on his head. He hitched a ride as so as he made a break for it. Now that he finally stopped running he hopped down to his Eve's keens. "Are you ok?"

"Yes."

"You can lie to those idiots all you want but don't you dare lie to me," his Servamp hissed. "Now what's wrong?"

He did say anything. He just stared at his foxes determined red eyes. Eventually, he broke. "I'm scared?"

"Scared of what?"

"That they'll treat me differently," he admitted. It was something her feared from the very beginning since he applied to U.A. he's scared of going back. He's scared of having a repeat of those lonely years of junior high. They were so painful. So sad. Everyone hated him. Everyone looked down on him. Everyone ignored him. All because he was quirkless. He wasn't normal. He was different. Weak. They wanted nothing to do with him. He hated it. "I finally got some friends. I don't want to lose them because of this."

"If they're really your friends then they shouldn't care," Kurama agreed. He snuggled up close to his Eve. Izuku's arms unconsciously wrapped around his little body. "If they do you'll always have me."

Izuku smiled at the fox's statement. It was true. No matter how hard life gets or how lonely it was Kurama stuck by him. For over 10 years Kurama willingly stayed with him. Now he's bonded with him till the day he dies. He will always be there. "Thank you, Kurama." He hugged his Servamp tight and he snuggled with his puffy face. "Thank you so much." They stayed like that. They were unsure of how much time went past but they didn't care. They just wanted to enjoy each other's company in silence. Within the silence, Izuku began to remember. A name that was said before his own exhaustion could claim him. "Kurama. Who's Tsubaki?" Kurama's pointed ears twitched at the sudden question. He looked up at his Eve completely surprised. "That guy with the cat-eared hoodie. He called you Tsubaki or is that someone else?"

Sadly, the fox shook his head. "No, that's me. That was the name I had before you named me."

"You're last Eve called you Tsubaki?"

"No," he corrected with firm regret. He looked up into the open space and remembered. The day he was created. So many Tsubaki flowers were blooming. Perhaps that's why he gave him that name. However, he will never be sure. "You are my first Eve Izuku. The one who gave me that name was my master. The one who made me. My father if you will. However, he died a long time ago."

Then Izuku shared his sadness. "I'm sorry for your lost." There was silence once again. They'd enjoy it for a moment. "Would you like me to call you that instead?"

Kurama shook his head. "No, you named me Kurama so that is my name."

Izuku thought for a while. It didn't seem fair for him to replace the name his father gave him. He wouldn't like it if someone changed his name. So, he thought: "Why not a compromise?"

"Compromise?"

"Yeah," he lifted the little fox as high as he could while staring into his eyes with a smile. "Let's call you Kurama Tsubaki. Your last name can be Tsubaki since it was the last name you were given. Then Kurama can be your first name since it's your new name. How does that sound?"

He allowed the name to roll around his head. "Kurama Tsubaki" It rolled off his tough fairly well. He liked the feeling of it a lot. "I like it. Everyone else can call me Tsubaki. You can call me Kurama since you're special."

*growl*

The sound echoed through the empty halls raising question marks over the duo's heads. Once they found the source the fox couldn't help but blush. Izuku laughed at the rare expression. "You're hungry huh?" he giggled in delight.

Putting on the calmest face possible, Kurama turned away though his cheeks were still a flushed. "It would seem so."

"Want some blood?"

"No that's quite alright. I may be a vampire, but I can still consume other foods."

"So, you want sushi then."

"Indeed."

Izuku laughed at his fox's blank and somewhat serious expression. He then placed him on the ground and stood up from his setting position. He dusked off the dirt from his clothes and walked a few steps ahead. He gestured to his fox to follow. "Come on let's get some food."

Hesitant to follow, he tilted his little head. "Are you sure. There is a high chase you'll bump into your friends."

He nodded in response. "I was going to have to face them eventually. Talking to you gave me the resolve to go through it. It always has." As a sign of gratitude, the boy rubbed the fox's head and he purred with pleasure. He giggled at the adorable sight. "Now let's go. I'll feel better talking to them if I have you by my side." He then casually began to walk his way down the hallways.

Kurama quickly followed and marched up to his Eve side. They walked side by side together. It was a nice feeling. He looked up at his young master. He was smiling his usual smile. He shouldn't be surprised anymore. Every time melancholy comes his way he always finds to break its hold on him with a smile. Every single time. Yet it still surprises him. Perhaps surprise isn't the right word. Admire is more like it. Yes. He admires this boy. No. Admire is too weak. He loves this boy. Yes, that's more like it. He loves his Eve very much and he loves him as well. At least that what he hopes. "You love me. Don't you my Eve?"

Izuku stopped his steps at the sudden question. He looked down at the little fox. His eyes were sad as they looked back at him. But through at that sadness. All that melancholy. There was a glimmer of hope. He will gladly bring that hope to fruition. So, he scoops up his fox in a warm embrace. "Of course, I love you. You're my best friend. And that will never change right?"

His words pierced Kurama's heart with an arrow of kindness. It slowly melted the ice away. For so long he kept people out. He let them stand close but never to close. Perhaps he was scared to be betrayed and that's exactly what happened. But now he's taking a risk that he never thought he'll do until he met Izuku. The risk of giving himself to someone. Getting an Eve. No matter what these two are chained together by the Servamp's bond. A bond that cannot be broken easily. "I'm afraid we don't have a choice. You're stuck with me until you die. Unless you want to die early," he joked darkly.

His eve laughed along. "Now why would I ever do that?" The two of them continued their journey to the lunch room only this time Izuku held Kurama close to his chest. He readily accepted the position and snuggled into his arms. He liked he listen to his Eve's heartbeat after all. It was the most beautiful melody in the world to him. He glanced up to his smiling Eve and smiled too.

My name is Kurama Tsubaki and I am the Servamp of melancholy. For a long time, I had no idea what to do with my life. I always felt like something was missing. That is until I met this boy. His name is Izuku Midoriya and he's my Eve. He's plain to look at and can be quiet the cry-baby. Not that I can complain. I cried a lot in my lifetime too. Though I find myself smiling a lot too. No doubt this is his doing. You may look at him and think his the most boring human alive you'd only be half right. In reality, he's a foolishly kind child who will do the most foolish of things for anyone. That one of the many reasons I choose him to become my Eve. He has the simple boring dream of becoming a hero much like every other young child in this day and age. But as his Servamp, it is my duty to do whatever I can to make his dream reality. That is exactly what I'm going to do.

AN: Well that was a fun mini project. This may or may not turn into a series in the far, far, far, so far future. I have a lot of other projects to do before this could ever be a proper series. But I would love to do a set of one shots in which Izuku meets up with all the other Servamps and Eves. Maybe even more of Tsubaki's subclasses. Oh that would be interesting. Anyway that's all hoped you had fun I know I did. Till next time.