"So, Toga, welcome to the city!"

That afternoon they decided to have lunch by themselves to have some time to get to know this knew mysterious person, just Kirishima, Izuku, and Toga. It might have something to do with how Izuku ran out on Bakugo on Wednesday.

He was already awkward around his crush, but this was a whole new level.

Meanwhile, Himiko Toga simply let out a girlish laugh with her fingers spread out in front of her mouth, that Izuku knew was fake. "Why thank you! It's such an honor to get such a great job with an amazing boss!"

He could hear Kirishima chuckle. "We should be saying that to you! So, what made you decide to come to Japan?"

Toga's red eyes looked skyward, her mouth heaving an awed sigh, the picture of innocence, before settling her attention back on the other people. "Japan is so beautiful! It's always intrigued me. I simply couldn't resist any longer!"

They go back and forth, with Toga mostly just complimenting their city. She claimed where she was previously living was getting boring, which was another reason why she moved to Japan.

"I'm happy for you, Toga," Izuku told her truthfully.

"Yeah, I-hey, is that Todoroki?!" Kirishima picked up a menu to partly shield his face, red eyes on the small group of heroes that just walked in, like a hawk.

"Really?" Izuku asked. He could turn around and see for sure, but it'd be obvious he was looking. A small bubble of fear grew in his stomach, memories of the night of Mina's party making a comeback in his brain. He instinctively gripped the neckless in his shirt and couldn't help the smile that came to his lips.

Ground Zero made sure Todoroki wouldn't even look at him. The hero still followed through on his promise, although he was gradually regaining his normal attitude. Todoroki wouldn't dare to try to approach him in the restaurant.

Kirishima's eyes narrowed. "That asshole. What a prick."

"He has to eat too, you know," Izuku said quietly, taking a sip of his drink.

Kirishima paused, then started lowering his menu. His mouth was revealed to be twisted into a wicked smirk.

"Izu, go outside. I got the bill."

Izuku rose an eyebrow. "But-"

"Go. Outside." Kirishima's smirk never wavered as he gave the order. "Trust me."

Izuku knew better than to try to disuade him from whatever it was he was going to do, he could always just use his quirk to force me out. With a sigh, he grabbed his stuff and walked out of the cafe, making sure to keep his head down lest he accidently lock eyes with his old friend.

He watched through the clear windows how Kirishima grabbed his half-consumed milkshake. He slapped some money on the table then started walking determinedly to the back of the cafe.

Izuku felt a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. HIs eyes widened in realization as his face paled.

Kirishima approached the table of heroes with a sweet smile. Todoroki picked his head up with his expressionless face, and that's when his face, chest, and legs were drenched with the strawberry milkshake.

As Todoroki stood up, bewildered, his company started standing up also in confusion. Kirishima whipped out his phone and took a crystal-clear picture before charging out of the cafe.

"Come on, boy!" Kirishima shouted, laughter seeping out of his voice as he grabbed a shocked Izuku's hand and ran back towards the cafe that he works at.

"I can't believe you did that!" Izuku panted, still being dragged by his best friend. "Why would you do that?!"

"That asshole deserved it!" Kirishima called back over his shoulder. "He had it coming."

Izuku chose not to say anything to that. After a few more minutes of running, the boys stopped at the steps of the cafe, breathing deeply with their hands on their knees.

"That," Kirishima stopped to take another breath, "was hilarious! Want to see the pic?"

"I still can't believe you did that." Izuku shook his head. "What if you get arrested, he is a top hero-"

"I seem to remember you saying that a certain thief was going to rip him apart if he even dared to glance in your direction." Kirishima grinned. "Todoroki's not going to do anything."

"But what about you?" Izuku retorted, concerned for his best friend.

The barista rolled his eyes. "Please, I can take whatever pretty-boy comes at me with, remember I was once going to be a hero forever ago."

Izuku couldn't help the burst of laughter that sprang from his mouth. Kirishima joined in too and soon they were a mess of laughter and tears on the cafe steps.

"What the fuck are y'all doing?" Bakugo asked, amusement lacing his tone as he met up with the pair of boys.

"Just something amazing!" Kirishima answered, still cackling. "Look!"

He whipped out his phone and the three huddled around it to see the picture. Izuku bit his lip at Bakugo's close proximity. But he didn't seem to mind being close to him.

There, in perfect quality, was a standing, confused Todoroki , drenched in strawberry milkshake.

"Oh my fucking God!" Bakugo laughed. "What the hell happened?"

"Let's just say Todoroki made a big mistake, and it was high time he paid for it," Kirishima replied cryptically with a grin. Izuku shot him a thankful smile, glad he didn't spill on the real reason why.

"Well, looks like you got him good," Bakugo snickered.

...

At the book store Izuku ran to the back and immediately started working on his costume, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.

Saturday was in two days. Two days to create this costume, two days to show off his long time dream hero costume. Hey, this design is his favorite one, he can afford to be a little confident about his designing skills, even if he was really young when he made it.

Hearing the bell signaling the arrival of a costumer, he groaned. He loved costumers, but now wasn't exactly the best time. Still, he can't be rude and ignore them. So, he rose out of his chair and walked downstairs to the front counter.

His lips automatically went into a frown at the sight of a blue haired hero. He clutched the side of the counter, shuffling his feet nervously.

"Hey, Iida."

"H-Hey, Izuku!"

"So," he trailed off, "Do you want a book or something?" he asked with a strained smile.

"I came to apologize, for stealing Ochako from you, I know y'all had been together for a long time so it must have been hard for you" Iida stated in a loud voice. "It is just that we are soulmates and we just fell for each other."

"Is that all" he said in a bored tone. "I'm really not in the mood for this she said that soulmates did not mattered to her, but she lied to me."

"If you had meet your soulmate you would understand the pull, but since you haven't you just won't understand so I'll just leave." With that Iida had started walking out.

But Izuku suddenly ran around the counter and punched Iida in the face. Even though his knuckles now hurt he felt a lot better about the Ochako situation. Who needed that bitch anyway he has a bad ass villain who he will turn to a hero.

While Iida had started getting up recovering from the surprise attack Izuku added, "Now leave so I never have to see your stupid face again."


I'm really sorry for being really late, I just got a job at the beginning of June as a waitress at a movie theater and I get home around like midnight everyday. I have just not had the time to write anything. I'm seventeen now and on my birthday I was attacked by a some horny drunk guy at work so that wasn't fun, don't worry I got away and then got him kicked out. Also, I have so much homework that I am working on for my ap literature class which sucks.

I am really trying to write fast but I literally had to read my whole story again just to remember what I was doing.

How are y'all doing?