Izuku groaned as he lifted himself from his bed. His mouth felt dry and his head was pounding.

He looked down and he saw himiko was sleeping next to him with a smile on her face and her arm was draped over his hip. She was no longer in her nurse costume but in very lacy underwear, and he really liked the view.

'Well this is a nice sight to wake up to.' he thought appreciatively.

Though the pounding in his head and the need for something to drink made him tear his eyes away from the sight.

He gently placed her arm off of him and scooted off the bed. 'Ugh! I feel like shit.' he thought and he made vow to never drink this much ever again.

He padded quietly out of the room on his toes and while looking at himiko to make sure he didn't disturb her.

As soon as he clicked the door closed, he closed the door with a sigh and turned to head towards the kitchen.

He nearly choked on his spit though when he turned around, 'Why the fuck is there a motorcycle in my living room?!' he mentally screamed.

There in it's beautiful glory was a motorcycle, and one he recognized was the latest one in the market, with a starting price of 4,000,000 yen.

As much as he didn't want to wake up himiko and her beauty rest. He needed answers now, because he knew he could probably afford it, but he needs to know if he bought it? Did he steal it? Is someone looking for it?

Having his mind go a mile a minute he turned back to the room and shook himiko awake.

"Izu….. Five more minutes...please." she answered tiredly.

"Himiko. Why is there a motorcycle in our living room?" he got straight to the point.

She didn't even seem phased as she just turned around and mumbled out, "You got drunk and decided to play poker in the back rooms with some bike gang. You beat them all under the table…and some other games or whatever...yawn… you didn't want their money but you liked one of the bikes and gave them all their money back in exchange for the bike. Let me sleep izu." and she easily fell back into the land of the sleep.

Izuku just stared at her, as if she just told him that All might was actually a woman and liked to cross dress.

Knowing he wasn't going to get the blonde to leave her comfort den, he huffed and walked back to the kitchen. Making glances at his bike, he couldn't deny that he liked it very much indeed.

After shrugging his shoulders at the idea of him now owning a sick ass bike. He focused more on making coffee and then rebooting his system.

Putting on his ear piece he used his quirk to quickly scan if any news listing will pop up to any cases he's working on. Luckily there wasn't any, so he just did a small scan of the different sectors in the city.

He was jolted from his scanning when his phone started to ring. He swiveled his chair to pick it up. He frowned as he saw the picture id of the caller and he now felt very flustered when he saw the face of the guy he met last night with his arm around izukus shoulder. Both obviously drunk.

'What the fuck?!' he thought.

"Uh? Hello?" he finally answered hesitantly.

"Yo Dai! I'm impressed that you're alive."

"Um… mind telling me why you thought that. Everything last night is a blur."

"Well do you still have the bike?"

"Yeah. um about that...How exactly did that happen?" he asked as he changed a monitor to his left to last night's traffic footage.

"Well, a bike gang showed up and started feeling up some of the girls a little too much at the club. A fight was about to break out but you decided to play hero and distract the guys. Also another thing. Poker Dai? Really? That was your solution?"

Izuku was just as shocked. 'What the fuck?'

"Um…..It worked?" he answered hesitantly.

"And I can't believe it did. The club manager took you guys to the back in case you guys did fight. Guess he didn't need heroes or cops called in. By the way, who the hell taught you to play poker like that?"

"Like what?" He asked as he watched himself walk out of the club with Himiko on his side. He zoomed in and sighed in embarrassment on how dopey he looked drunk. He saw himself toss what looked like keys in the air in triumph.

"Risky. Everytime you seem to be in a tight spot, you come out of nowhere with solid winners."

Izuku raised an eyebrow in confusion. He had to really piece this together somehow. 1. He's never played poker in his life so he doesn't know how the hell he won any hands. 2. He hated taking risks, it went against everything he did for a fucking living for crying out loud.

3. Why did this guy who has obvious connections with himiko's underground shit, have his number in the first place?

'Geez, crazy shit in only one night.' he shook his head in exasperation as he took a sip of coffee.

"Oh and I see Toga taught you to handle a knife. I think you're probably better than her."

~cue spit take~ Poor izuku was coughing as coffee went down the wrong pipe. "Hack!- Wha-cough! What?!" he screamed on the phone. 'Oh shit did I fucking commit a crime?! Did I kill someone? Shit! Shit! Shit!' he started to mentally scream.

"Woah man calm down."

"What the hell was I doing with a knife in the first place?" He pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Well all of you got bored with poker pretty quickly and one of the gang members suggested darts or something. They had the board but no darts, so you guys used knives."

"So you were just watching this whole thing go down and you didn't bother to stop it?" He was really starting to regret going out last night.

"You were enjoying yourself and it's not my business to stop you. So is luck or some kind of target thing your quirk?"

This made izuku pause. 'No way.' he thought. There was no way that he had another quirk and it showed last night without him realizing it.

"What exactly did I do last night? My quirk is pretty useless so I rarely use it." he wanted to smack himself for the lame excuse.

"You really don't remember anything?"

"I wouldn't be fucking asking and trying to get over this fucking headache." he growled.

"Wow, someone is sassy in the morning."

"And you're awfully too chipper for a guy who looks like the stereotypical emo."

"Touche. Well to put it short. You destroyed those guys. You hit the target EVERY SINGLE TIME. It was unnatural."

'That's definitely new.' he thought. "Huh, I guess I need to be drunk for my quirk to work or something. Cause when ever I'm sober it always looks like double vision when I would concentrate." he calmly lied.

"Well whatever. Next time I need someone to bail me out with a game of darts I know who to call." He heard him chuckle.

"Uh-huh. I'm going to lay low from that a bit. Don't want to go too far down the rabbit hole. Right?" he smirked as he at least remembered that from last night.

"Later. Oh and the reason I asked if you were still alive is because toga looked one step away from devouring you on the spot." Izuku heard him laugh before the line went dead.

The hacker turned a very dark shade of red as he knew exactly what Dabi meant.

He then took another look at his new ride. 'Well that beats taking the train I guess.' he thought.

With the ear piece still in, he controlled another monitor to make a new file for this supposed new quirk. Started making lists and ideas. Sadly he never used the photo quirk, so he couldn't get anything as reference.

He started pacing back and forth in front of monitors and mumbling incoherently. Thankfully every single word was being transferred to the new file. Then it stopped, as well did he. 'Only way to see if I have a new quirk is to conduct some tests.' he grinned as he calmly walked into the bedroom and opened Himiko's weapon drawer.

Something that he wasn't allowed to touch because Himiko told him that she didn't want him to hurt himself and tempt her with his blood.

"Mmm Izu?" he heard her mumble from the noise he made.

"Morning babe. Don't mind me. I'm just going to use your knives for target practice. I'll put them back when i'm done." he told her merrily as he started to walk out of the room.

"Mhmm.. Ok. good night." she yawn as she set her head down.

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"HOLD UP!" She jumped out of bed.

Cold

The one thing Katsuki despised with extreme passion. He couldn't sweat as easily for one, and another is because he couldn't fight against something like nature.

The only thing he could do is grit his teeth and bear it, but damn he fucking hated it.

So why was he trudging outside in the middle of november, in the cold?

Here's why.

"A-A-ACHOO!" A loud sneeze rang through the lonely apartment tenant.

"Auntie." katsuki sighed as he watched the poor women try to gather her things as she planned to head out to pick up groceries. Though she was in no condition to do so, as she had caught a bad cold.

"No, No Katsuki. I-I A-ACHOO! I can do it." she finally answered.

The blonde didn't hide the frustration on his face. One thing a midoriya is really good at doing is either cry a lot, or be so stubbornly bull-headed that it could give endeavor a run for his money.

"Auntie. You are sick. You have a cold. It is fu-freaking snowing outside. I saw your list, and I know you can't carry all of that with your cold." he tried to steer her back towards the living room, but damn that woman could be stubborn. She turned right back around and patted his head affectionately before trying to walk past him to grab her coat.

"AUNTIE! Please. Please let me get your groceries. I don't need you getting worse." he held her shoulders so she would look him directly in his eyes.

"B-but you don't like the cold. I remember when you came over as a child you never wanted to go out and play in the snow because you didn't like the cold." She sniffled.

"That doesn't matter. What matters is you getting better. So please take some medicine, get into bed and I'll be back with your groceries." He had to plead to get her to listen.

He saw that she still looked pretty adamant, so he had to make up another excuse.

"Look. I've been training for a bit and all those groceries would have been heavy for you even if you weren't sick. Consider this as helping me with training or something. Just please."

Inko looked at the blonde young man who she knew was a spitfire and not one to say please very easily. She knew that he and Izuku were not on positive terms but ever since she lost her baby boy. She felt just incomplete. For some odd reason she just couldn't accept that he was gone, something inside her told her that he was still alive.

She might have gone insane if it wasn't for katsuki showing up and keeping her together. Though she felt that she was becoming too dependent on the young man and she needed to pick herself back up. She knew that her son was alive and probably scared wherever he may be. So she knew that she had to be strong when he returned. She never realized that she was overworking herself to the point where she got sick so easily, which led her to this point

She didn't want to relent but she knew that he was right. It was already a struggle picking up her own purse.

"*sigh* Fine…..Thank you katsuki. Please be safe." She held the list out to the blonde.

So here he was only a few steps away from the store and so close to heated warmth. A relieved sigh escaped him when he passed the threshold of the doors.

He looked around and was moderately surprised to see that not many patrons were there. He never really went shopping much unless his mother forced him to help, but he did know that this time of day was usually packed. He just summed it up to being too cold and not many wanted to face the cold.

Shrugging it off he looked down at his list and carried on to finish this task. It was half way into the shopping that he started to get confused with some items. He looked at the shelf that stored the noodles, but that was the main problem. The shelf was large and he was confused on what noodles Inko needed. 'Shit. Why can't they just have a small selection instead of this bull crap.' he thought with frustration.

"Hmm. Oh I can save 90 yen with this instead of that one." He heard a familiar chipper voice next to him mutter to themselves.
He turned and he instantly recognized the hyper girl with the round cheeks. He was more surprised that he even remembered her in the first place as their first encounter was over a month ago.

It seemed that she could sense him looking at her because she turned her face to his direction and she seemed just as surprised.

Surprise changed to peppy happiness as she instantly walked towards him. "Hey! You're that sparky boy I met last month!" she seemed to vibrate with enthusiasm.

'Sparky boy?' he thought.

"Uh." he was about to correct her but she cut him off.

"I didn't know you shop here. I've only been helping out here for about two weeks but I think I did see a woman here before that had the same hair color as you." She looked up in thought.

'That would be my mother.' he thought.

"Look round face. I'm only going to say this once. Don't ever call me 'Sparky boy'." he growled.

"Well I don't know your name. So what else do I call you?" she tilted her head to the side in confusion.

'Sigh' "Bakugou." He answered but she seemed to be waiting for him to give his full name as she gestured to him with her hands.

"Grr. My name is Katsuki bakugou. Now you know my name, happy?" he gritted his teeth.

"Actually yes. Oh in case you don't remember, my name is Ochacko Uraraka." She smiled but then she noticed the list in his hands and it seemed her switch flipped.

"Oh, do you need help finding something? I just got off shift and I was just doing some shopping before heading home, but I don't mind helping you with your shopping." She got closer to look at his list.

He stepped back as he still wasn't comfortable with other people in his personal space. "Look round face. I don't need your help. I'm fine on my own." he growled.

She looked at his list and then at his basket and then gave him a disbelieving look. "Are you sure? Because you already got three items on your list wrong." She couldn't help but smirk as he looked surprised and he kept glancing back and forth at his basket and list.

"Nothing here is wrong round face." He scoffed at her.

"Oh really? Judging by that list that your mom gave you. She's planning on making katsudon. You just grabbed regular breadcrumbs instead of panko. The pork chops you picked aren't boneless, when they should be. Oh and I know it for a woman because the feminine product you grabbed is wrong." She giggled as his face started to turn red in embarrassment.

"Look. Just mind your damn business round face." He gruffed as he went back to looking at what noodles to buy.

"Sigh. My name is Ochacko Uraraka 'sparky boy', not round face." She huffed.

"Stop calling me 'sparky boy'!" he threatened as his palms started to spark.

"Then don't call me round face." She quipped as she stuck her tongue out.

He gritted his teeth in anger. 'Damn it! This chick just doesn't quit.' He thought.

"Look. If you're looking for the right noodles but want to be on the safe side." She then looked back at the shelf and bent down to grab a box of an off brand noodles. "Use these. Cheap but at the same time can be used for basically any noodle recipe. You don't want to get a pricy one and then you can't even use it because the texture is all wrong. I predominately go for rice more than noodles, as they are always cheap and abundant." She smiled as she put the noodles in his basket.

She then surprised him more as she grabbed the list that looked a little burnt from his quirk.

"Let's return that feminine product and get the right one." She walked away from his stunned form.

Oh how he really wanted to yell at the round faced chick who didn't know how to take the fucking hint. But he had to admit that he was out of his comfort zone when it came to buying certain things. He knew how to cook very well, but he never really looked into buying the product. He left that for his mother to do more. As he stomped his way back to the aisle he felt that she was headed for, he internally regretted not paying any attention when his mother made him come shopping with her.

"Oh! Found it!" he heard her squeal and he instantly cringed as her voice was loud and she skipped in his direction. He looked around and saw other patrons noticed the two and they looked to be chuckling at their antics.

His face flushed in embarrassment and anger. "Round face." He growled lowly. "Can you please not be so fucking loud, and just get the damn thing next time." He glared at her as he hoped she would get scared of her and run off finally.

"Next time? So you're agreeing to let me help you shop?"

'what?!' "No! I mean-"

"Great! Let's get this done!" she fist pumped the air as she skipped passed him again with his list. Katsuki was very close to exploding in anger but he only settled to silently seethe as he tried to count to five.

Once he got moderately calmer he turned around to follow the spacy girl. He got angry again as he now lost her in the store but he just groaned and went in search of the girl. He was already in the back of the store so he just walked along the back and looked down each aisle for her. He finally spotted her crouched down in front of some shelf full of large canned vegetables.

It didn't occur to him while he was walking towards her that she was crouched down longer than necessary.

"Hey, whats-mph!" he stumbled back as she quickly stood up to muffle him with her hand and gestured for him to be quiet.

He raised an eyebrow at her, but she gestured for him to get down and pointed around the corner of the aisle.

At first, he was miffed that she was telling him what to do, but the look in her eyes told him that she was being completely serious. Once she removed her hand, he bent down a little to see what she was talking about.

Low and behold a robbery was taking place at one of the cash registers. Katsuki quickly scanned the area around quickly and didn't see if the robber had any buddies, but he couldn't rule out that he had back up wait outside as a look out.

The poor lady at the register was shaking in fear because the man had a gun that looked like a revolver so close to her chest, that if he decided to shoot. It would definitely be lethal.

He leaned back away from sight and growled in frustration. The only thing he could do was wait for any heroes to show up, but the chance of them making it before the robber left with his money and maybe hurting someone, was very slim.

"We have to do something." He heard the girl whisper to him. He just gave her an incredulous look.

"What?!" he harshly whispered back.

"Ms. Kimora panic button on her till is under maintenance. Heroes won't make it." She looked scared for the woman.

"Shit." He couldn't help but curse at their predicament.

"I can't tackle him. He's too far away and he'll see me before I even get to him. Either I'll startle him, and he shoots your coworker, or he accidently shoots someone else." He looked around to find a solution.

"I have an idea, but I'm going to need your help." She whispered as she looked at the canned vegetables next to her.

He grimaced as he didn't feel confident about her leading this situation, but time was of the essence and since no hero was coming to help any time soon. He agreed that they had no choice but to do something.

"This better be good round face." He huffed.

"Ok. When I give you the opening, I need you to hold that guy down and throw his gun away from him. Trust me. You'll see it." She smiled as she started to quietly pull the larger cans off the shelf and place them in front of her.

"Wha-" he was about to question her but stopped as he saw her tap five large cans with her hands and saw them start to float upwards. She pushed them lightly in the direction of the robber and he saw them float slowly up in an arch.

She then took a deep breath and grabbed a small can in her hands. For what reason he didn't know.

She then stood up and walked calmly out of the aisle and in the peripheral vison of the robber.

Katsuki wanted to pull her back to safety, but he saw her demeanor change from serious to happy go lucky.

"Mom, I found the last ah-oh." She pretended to be surprised as she spotted the robber and dropped the small can in her hand. Though the robber looked just as surprised as her, but he quickly schooled his features. His gun was now no longer pointing at the Ms. Kimora, but now at Uraraka, as she was now the main focal point of his attention.

"I-I..Please d-don't hurt me." She looked genuinely scared as she raised her hands up in surrender.

'What the hell is this girl doing?' He thought as he was confused for the theatrics. He looked up to where the cans she sent floating up, and what their point was.

When he saw that they were no longer moving but hovering pretty high up. He then looked down right below them.

He couldn't help but internally chuckle at the crazy but likely to succeed idea.

"Stay where you are girly, and you won't get hurt. They same can't be said for this bitch if she doesn't hurry the fuck up." His head turned to Ms. Kimora but luckily the gun didn't. it was still pointed at uraraka.

"P-please don't hurt her." She made her voice quiver as she hesitantly took a step forward but also used her body to hide Katsuki who was gearing up behind her for his moment.

"I said stay where you are! Don't think I won't shoot a brat like you." He growled out.

"I-I'm so sorry." She apologized and slapped her hands together and bowed her head a little apologetically. Silently she whispered release under her breath, and the cans that were floating above the robber were released and all the potential energy turned into kinetic as they landed with more force on the robber than they would if somebody threw them.

The hard impact from the cans landing on the robbers head and arms made him stumble to the ground and drop his gun.

Katsuki knew that was his que. He jumped out and pounced on the man before he can get back up. He quickly restrained his arms in a position that if the guy moved then he'll dislocate his own shoulders.

"Quick! Call for help!" He heard Uraraka yell to Ms. Kimora. He solely focused on the robber as he didn't want to take a chance that the guy had a quirk he could still use in defense.

The robber looked dazed as he was actually hit in the head with a freaking large can from that height.

It didn't take long for the cops to arrive and for them to let Katsuki release his hold on the guy.

"Thank you, young man. But I still have to remined you that, what you did was very dangerous and that you shouldn't be doing that at the drop of a dime." An officer who he didn't really care to acknowledge patted him on the shoulder.

He didn't even bother to answer him as he just scoffed and walked back to where he last left his basket.

He didn't expect to see round face next his basket waiting for him.

Once she noticed him, she smiled happily at him, but he noticed that it looked a little strained.

"Bakugou-kun! That was such a cool take down! Where did you learn how to do that?" She gripped her hands together what could be in admiration, but he could see that her hands were shaking.

"That was really stupid. You do know that right round face?" he bluntly pointed out.

"Maybe, but." She smiled sadly at him.

"I can't call myself a future hero if I don't do something when no one else could." Her eyes changed and he saw the will and determination.

He couldn't help but chuckle. She had guts; he'll give her that. "Whatever. You going to help me finish this damn shopping or are you going to stand here fidgeting with your hands all day round face?" he smirked at her.

She looked confused for only a second but then her face brightened up as she realized that he didn't mind her company now.

"Of course! Leave it to me 'Sparky boy'!" she mock saluted.

"Stop fucking calling me that!" He finally yelled out the frustration of being called that.

"Then don't call me round face." She stuck her tongue out and poked him in the chest.

"Get stronger and maybe I'll remember your name." he scoffed.

"I'm sorry, but whose genius plan saved Ms. Kimora and stopped the robber?" she glared at him.

"Heh. A stupid plan not genius. Besides I'm the one who stopped the scumbag from getting away." He sneered at her.

"I gave you an opening." She replied as she grabbed another item for his basket.

"I'll admit I'm surprised your shity acting actually worked. What would have happened if they guy took a shot at you?" he scoffed.

"hmmm. I didn't think that far ahead. I just went with my gut." She shrugged but internally she was kicking herself because she even she had to agree that what she did was reckless.

He couldn't help but scoff at her. "So you plan to become a hero with just following your gut?"

She then turned red in embarrassment. "W-well, I practice my quirk sometimes."

"Your quirk could only get you so far and you can't rely on it all the time." He huffed.

"Well then…I'll have to make a training regime. I'll run like I saw you do and other things." She puffed up her cheeks as she pouted.

"Watch it round face. Your face is going to get rounder if you keep pouting like that." He chuckled.

"Yeah, yeah sparky. It's the best idea I got."

"Whatever. Are we almost done here? I really need to get back, I have someone waiting for me." He huffed.

"Oh. Sorry." She looked at him guiltily. "Just one more thing." She walked to the last aisle and he noticed that she seemed like she wanted to say something but was struggling with it.

"If you got something to say round face just spit it out!" He growled.

"Um…well. I want to thank you again for helping me get home safe last time. I'm sorry I'm such a bother to you today, but I just got so happy to see a familiar face and I kind of went overboard. Um I know this seems a bit forward or too inappropriate but um…." She dug into her purse and pulled out a very old flip phone.

"Could we exchange numbers please? I don't mean it in that way or anything!" She turned red and shook her hands back and forth furiously. "I-It's just that you seem like a really nice and cool person, and I want to become friends with you." She gave him pouty puppy dog eyes.

"uh." This was new to Katsuki. He honestly thought that she would grow tired of his gruff behavior or the name calling. He was never once called nice before.

He was silently debating about it. He never really associated with anyone nor tried to make friends. Especially girls who were to hyper for their own good, but he also couldn't deny that she had a backbone if she didn't even flinch at his threats.

"Fuck." He quietly muttered to himself. "Fine, but don't you dare send me stupid meme or gifs or shit. Also don't fucking call me so late at night, I need to sleep." He held his hand out to grab her phone.

She smiled brightly at him and he was looking at her with annoyance. 'What the hell am I getting myself into?' he thought.

~December 15th, 20:38~

A little girl with long dirty white hair was shaking and panting in the cold as she tried once again to run away from that horrible place. She was always in pain. She didn't want to hurt anymore. She wanted it to end.

She heard her handlers close behind her. She didn't know how long she can keep on going.

Her vision was getting blurry form fatigue and tears. She stumbled and tripped at the opening of the alley and so close to the public streets. She got back up on wobbly legs and leaned against something rubber and firm.

"Eri." Her blood turned cold as her handler's voice was so close. She turned around and saw that he was only a few steps away.

It was over.

She was too weak to run, and her little legs were not fast enough to run for help. The streets were empty, and no one would be there to help her.

"Come back here Eri. You know what happens when cause trouble like this. It doesn't turn out well for you little girl. But if you come quietly I'll tell chisaki-san that you came willingly and didn't run off again. It'll be our little secret Eri." His voice seemed sincere, but she knew that he was lying.

Tears started to fall faster down her face. She was so cold from running in the snow with only a scrapy dirty dress and no shoes.

She resigned herself to the inevitable. No one was going to save her.

She was about to make the first step towards the man, but she squeaked when a new voice came from right behind her.

"Hmm. This does not look good here now does it?" the man behind her started to tut.

She turned around his face was covered in the shadows but she saw the outline of messy red hair and he looked to have something in his mouth that had smoke come out of.

"Hey! Mind your own business! My niece just likes to cause trouble so I have to get her home before she gets another damn cold." She turned back towards her handler and she started to shake in fear for the man behind her. She didn't want him to get hurt because of her, her handler has done it before, he'll do it again.

"Sorry buddy. I can't do that. Ya see, I usually don't participate on this side of the field, but I'm willing to make an exception." His voice turned dark as he reached inside of his jacket.

"fucking annoying br-" she looked at her handler in shock. It looked like he was frozen in place as he looked to be preparing his quirk for a fight.

"Please. Mind your manners in the company of children." The man behind her reprimanded, as he pointed a gun at her handler.

She closed her eyes in preparation to the loud bang, but she only flinched when she heard a small click.

She looked up in confusion at the man but jumped in fright when her handler thumped on the ground behind her.

She was really scared now.

"It's alright little one. I didn't kill him. He's just asleep." She turned around to the man, but this time he was crouched down so he was eye level to her.

She could finally see his face a bit and she was surprised to see a face that wasn't really scary at all. A little odd with the cheek markings, but not scary.

He took off his thick coat and slowly draped it around her shoulders. "Let's get you out of the cold. Okay?" he patted her head and she was once again that his hands were comforting and not scary.

"Is it alright if I pick you up. I don't want your feet to get frostbite." He asked gently.

Everything about him was gentle and comforting. She nodded her head and he carefully picked her up and wrapped his arms around her.

She felt safe.

She was tired.

It was almost instantaneous that she let her body finally rest.

The man sighed as he knew that this was not how he expected his night to be. He very gently wrapped the child in his coat and tried his best to get her whole body bundled up as he sat himself on the bike the little girl was leaning on earlier.

Once he settled her lap and secured her as best as he could to his chest with some extra rope he carried. He took out his phone and sent a quick text to Himiko.

Got into a fight. Heading home with a small package. Can you get the medical supplies prepped?

He didn't wait for her response. He had a little girl that needed his help now. He didn't worry much about the douche in the alley. He knew Aizawa would cross by eventually.

'Might want to give him the heads up just in case.' He thought.

Hey buddy, no time to explain but got a guy in an alley on your usual route. He's knocked the fuck out. So, be a dear and pick him up, will you? Oh, and he's wanted for some murders, so win-win.

With that done he revved the engine on his bike and quickly drove home. Not realizing that by picking up the little girl in his arms, that he would be a target to a certain yakuza.

Hello my freaky darlings,

I know I haven't been up on the writing. I'm doing my best as I work on days and I'm pretty busy. I'll be working nights soon, so hopefully I can get more chapters out. I don't really have much to say but just please leave reviews. Oh that reminds me. I get it that some stuff may seem unrealistic on certain things, like computer hacking or other stuff that I have no knowledge in because it is not my profession. let me be clear. FanFICTION. I got some heat from someone that I didn't know enough about hacking for this story. Please just leave a review if you like the story. If you don't then I'm fine with that. Writing this story is for entertainment purposes, not school grading.

Later gators.

-M