Zuku Stood In Front Of Gran Torino's Dilapidated Old “base” With His Things Pack And Really To Go.

It seemed like an eternity, though it was only a minute while Midoriya processed what had been said, his mouth still hanging open.

“You think that All Might is my dad?” he asked, “and you’re gonna tell everyone that I’m his son?”

“Yes, and yes. Problem?”

“I don’t know where you get your information, but you are dead wrong. He's not my dad” Midoriya said with a nervous chuckle. Heat was surging up his face that had nothing to do with the fact the villains were all looking at him knowingly. It was just hot in here, that’s all.

“You can't lie to us.” Bad touch man smiled.

“I... but... you... HE’S NOT MY DAD!!!” Izuku snapped.

Chapter two of my first fanfiction.

Izuku stumbled forward, his broken arms throbbing. He managed to find his footing and stop his fall. Kota looked at him, worried.

“I'm okay” Izuku huffed as he caught his breath.

“We need to get going. I think the villains are here to kidnaped of the students. I have to tell everyone. But first and foremost,... I've gotta protect you.” a determined look hardened Midoriya's face as he glanced back at the unconscious form of the villain. This look was ruined by one of his eyes that was close to swelling up.

“Hey kid, the only way that people can get through that forest is if you kill the fires. We need your quirk.” Izuku said. He crouched down and turned so that Kota could climb on his back.

“Hop on! I am gonna get you back to camp first” he ordered.

“Can you still move... with those injuries?!” Kota hesitated. He slowly wrapped his arms around Izuku's neck. One for all crackled around the both of them as Izuku powered up.

“I save my legs for this.”

After donning disguises, the group began to travel through the city, inching closer and closer to where the tracker was leading them. They were doing pretty good. Acting like adults, instead of teenagers. Only they weren't sure how they were supposed to act. It wasn’t like adults shuffled around, drinking coffee and crying about taxes. They also didn’t stop to smell the roses or anything else that carried a dubious scent. So, in the end, it wasn’t too hard to blend in.

That was why they were shocked and flinched when someone called out, “oh? It's U.A.!!”

Bakugo turned and saw his teachers up on the big screen. A voice announced that they were showing a segment of the “U.A. high school’s apology press conference”. As the teachers talked about the villains and many apologies had been made, some reporters asked things that seemed to put the hero in a bad light. That they were incompetent and foolish. The mood of the crowd was changing, and many people began to grumble and make comments about how awful the heroes had turned out to be.

Bakugo glanced at the others, sweat dripping down his face. He could see that they were all thinking the same thing.

As Aizawa dragged Mina, Denki, Sato, Sero, and Kirishima away from the rest of the class, both Izuku and Uraraka were glad that they hadn't slacked off during any of their training. They got to avoid the extra late class, which was a relief.

“Alright teams of two will go in the forest and the teams from class 1B will try to scare class 1A.” explained one of the wild, wild, pussycats.

‘Wait a minute. Teams of two? There twenty of us, minus the five that left, that means there’s one extra...’Izuku realized, ‘I'm the extra.’ a quick glance around told him that no one wanted to trade and have him as a partner. Izuku frowned and folded his arms.

‘Well, I didn’t want to have to work with some snot nose idiot anyways’ he thought.

this fanfic is not written by me! It is written by the wonderful wrathkitty! In my unprofessional opinion, it's better than BlueSky.

Chapter three!!! I can barely believe it. I wrote this much. 

Here y’all get a little preview this time.

Coccinelle could tell that chat noir’s heart wasn’t in the fight today. He had been very quiet the entire time, missing several opportunities for cheesy cat puns. Coccinelle could tell the something was wrong. Something hurting inside him.

Chat noir tripped over a loose tile while they fought a akuma on the roof tops. With an unmanly shreik he stumbled towards the edge of the roof. Coccinelle turned her attention to him, throwing her yo-yo at him. It wrapped around his waist as he began to fall, and with a sharp tug she pulled him back on the roof.

“The tracker led to this location,” Momo said as she walked. Her heels click-clacking on the concrete, sweat dripping down her face. They had been walking for a while and the night was breathlessly humid, hiding their nervous sweat with regular perspiration. The alley that they stood in was narrow and trashy. Not much room for breathing space.

“So, this is their hideout...? I’d buy that!” Kirishima exclaimed.

“We can't be sure but... I've been checking and the villains haven't moved from here all day.” Momo looked back at them. She was just grateful for the glasses that hid her expression from them. She didn’t want anyone to see that she was terrified. Urararka didn’t have to hide anything. Her round face was set with determination. She wasn’t going to give up or stop until they had Midoriya back.

“Just because the villains are here doesn’t necessarily mean Midoriya is too. I need you all to realize that we’re standing here now based on very limited information.” Momo continued.

“None of us are suited to stealth missions like Jiro and Hagakure. So, I'm stopping this thing at the first hint of danger... because you’re my friends. And I won't hesitate to notify the authorities!” Iida added.

“Thank you, Iida. Just give me a minute to think... about what can actually do.” Bakugo said.

“We have to think like Midoriya to save Midoriya!” Uraraka chirped, “Bakugo, what would he do?”

Chapter six! Ta-da!

Adrien could help but smiled at when he saw marinette wearing the earrings he got her. The were simple and beautiful, designed to look like little ladybugs were crawling on her ears. He thought that she would like them. She walked passed the table he and nino sat at in the library, alya following close behind, texting on her phone.

Marinette caught his gaze like no other girl he had met before.

‘If only she wasn’t mad at me for the stupid gum, I bet we’d be the best of friends. Maybe even more…’

“What are you smiling at?” Asked nino, breaking him out of his thoughts.

“Wha- nothing…” he flinched, his chin slipping off his hand.

“I wasn’t looking at anything.”

Nino gave him a look.

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