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Even though it took a while, not to forget the bumpy landing, the boys made it to ground safely after their long soar through the skies without a scratch to their… You would say bodies but their attire was all so distracting! Why was Iida wearing a moustache? Why was Kirishima wearing antlers? Also... Why does Midoriya look like a wannabe punk rock star? They better have good answers because you had a million to unload after being mentally absent for the better part of two months.

Let's just say that with the landing Iida had wobbly knees. He had this near inability to stand after extended use of his quirk. His legs refused to listen! They screamed and cried for a rest like an outrage child. Well, they got what they wanted. “G-Guys do whatever… I need a breather,” Iida assured the group with sweat glossing up his face. You snickered though, his false french moustache looked so fake that it was comical.

“We’re gonna watch All Might finish up his fight!” Midoriya cheered, throwing his bandaged arms into the air and turned to the remainder of the group. “Kacchan, Kirishima, let’s watch!”

“I’d love to Midoriya,” Kirishima frowned, rubbing the back of his neck. “As much as I want to watch All Might kick some serious bad guy ass we never saved (Y/n)-”

Bakugou smacked Kirishima upside the head with the arm that was coated in a cocoon of steel. The boy of crimson hair yelped with pain, doubling over to hold his own head. “(Y/n) isn’t gone ya dumbass,” Bakugou grumbled. He was mighty thankful that you had coated his hand in steel. You not only protected his hand but also injured Kirishima more than he could ever dream of.

“Really, well what the hell is up with that weird sleeve of yours!?” Kirishima hissed, just barely able to lift his head.

“This thing?” Bakugou hummed, holding up his iron fist.

“Yeah that thing!” Kirishima groaned. “It keeps on talking and changing forms. What is it a parasite that the League gave you?” The boy gasped, felt cautiously with his rough fingertips as it traced lump on his scalp that began to form and pulsate leaving behind a devastating headache.

“Y’know I really should’ve called you a parasite back when you were that shitty-ass Ark,” Bakugou comments to the blob of grey on his fist. Midoriya, Kirishima and Iida stared at him wildly. “How much longer are you gonna cling onto my arm like a piece of shit?” Bakugou scratched and pulled at the steel blob but no efforts of removal were made. “Turn back into a human before I explode your ass off me!!!”

“I’m so lost…” Midoriya mumbled.

“I think we all are,” Kirishima whispered back in response.

“I’m exhausted give me a sec!” You complained, therefore Bakugou stopped scratching at you. The boys marveled as the grey substance that once engulfed their classmate’s arm began to quite literally melt off of him like a popsicle to a wooden stick on a hot summer’s evening. The grey sludge pooled on the ground, only to gradually grow in size as it eventually made out the shape of a woman, curves and all, before it cleared up to reveal yourself fully clothed scars and all.

“(Y/n)!!!” Iida, Kirishima and Midoriya simultaneously cheered and scooped both Bakugou and yourself into a tight hug. You wheezed and deflated, like a balloon, all squished up between Bakugou and Kirishima while Midoriya and Iida was the glue that made sure you near suffocate to death.

“Fuckers get off of me only (Y/n) and Shitty Hair have the rights!!!” Bakugou shouts and whined struggling against the boys.

“I’m… Seeing… Stars…” You choked out. The boys pulled away, finally aware that you’re suffering. You fell forward, the sudden rush of air made your mind go blank. Bakugou caught you in near time, holding you gently to his body for support.

“(Y/n) got her memories back not even an hour ago, give her some damn space,” Bakugou demanded rather than asked of the boys while you clutched onto him for life like a child to his mother’s leg. It was evident the strength in your legs have refused to come back still.

“Yeah, sure,” Kirishima smiled ear to ear. “It’s just great seeing you two lovebirds back.”

“Hey don’t-” Bakugou almost retaliates, instead he found no use as the nickname wasn’t all that bad; it was cutsey, unlike him, but it felt like a reward since the light of his life was finally out of harm's way. Kirishima practically read his mind, mentally telling himself to use the name more often.

“ALL MIGHT!!!” Midoriya cried out of the blue. You didn’t follow his gaze, rather your eyes met his own. The emerald in his jewel of an eye was stricken with fear, constricted to all but a dot in a sea of white with no trace of happiness visible for miles. Midoriya is genuinely scared, not once in all your months of knowing him have you ever seen him so violently frightened out of his skin. Bakugou helped you to the large jumbo tv that's mounted to a skyscraper behind. The tv projected the escalating fight between All for One and All Might in such high definition it only made more room for fear to settle in. The screen had no secrets, revealing one of the biggest ones in the world with All Might all doubled over, spent, one of his arms nearly obliterated. No, All Might being nearly defeated wasn’t the most shocking part of all this. He was all skin and bones, sunken cheeks and swimming in his own hero costume. Forget the fact that Bakugou and yourself were rescued. All Might’s identity as one of the weakest men in the world was blaring live to the world while he’s dying trying to protect everything he loves.

Tears burned and tugged at your eyes. “He’s gonna die because of me…” If only you listened to Toshinori the day of your internship. He told you to either keep out of Hosu or help with locate and rescue of endangered civilians. Foolish… So very foolish to think you could help take on a Nomu; a creature that nearly killed All Might months before. If only you listened, capture wouldn’t be in the equation.

“Quit taking all the blame,” Bakugou snapped you out of your slump. “I know you aren’t good with All Might half of the time but I know he can win. He’s fighting for you, for us, and nobody’s gonna kill him!” Bakugou balled up his fist, giving the tv his full attention. Why were you doubting everything? All Might was battered to hell and back, obliterated bones and blood dribbling down his spiked chin and arms. There’s no way he can win. Bakugou found your lack of a reply let alone attention to the screen concerning. “You’re doubting him aren’t you?” He asked with a bitter tone of utter disappointment.

“He’s at his weakest for so… Many… Reasons…” His long term lung injury, the fact that Midoriya and yourself possess almost every last ounce of One for All that All Might used to wield and lastly his Nomu fight that he never had the time to fully recover from. His true form shows just how much he’s been through. “Toshi is dying…” Your lip quivered. “He’s always coughing up blood and pushing to make sure his Successor is properly trained before he leaves for good. It’s also partially why he let Aizawa take me in so easily… It’ll take a miracle for him to win Bakugou…”

“N-No that can’t be true (Y/n),” Midoriya overheard you.

“Believe what you want,” you gave in. “As much as I want him to win… I don’t think he can…”

“We’re all rooting for him! Determination and praise can take someone a long way!” Midoriya clenched his fists and wore this determined heroic smile that was like poison ivy, contagious. “If it wasn’t for you three, an-an-and the rest of our class I would’ve given up as a hero long ago! Let’s help him out!” Kirishima, Bakugou and yourself were genuinely moved by Midoriya’s words. But… How exactly can you help?

“Kick his ass All Might!” Bakugou shattered your ear drums.

“Yeah Kick it!” Kirishima joined in.

It was the beginning of the end as the civilians crowding the live stream gradually expressed their gratitude for the Symbol of Peace begging him to win this for the better future. From far away, their voices traveled and All Might’s heart of despair washed away into a glimmering hope. “This body may be falling apart at the seams,” All Might grunted. It was the slightest movements that brought down an entire world of pain on top of his boney frame. Although depleted of power, One for All still had its embers, the air of encouragement fueled it, allowing him to pull off one last attack. His dominant arm took up its muscled form while the rest of his body remained true and scrawny. Those electric blue eyes of his wavered with seething flames. “For (Y/n)... For everyone… I will defeat you for good!”

“In your wildest dreams Toshinori,” All for One replied in such stuck up manner all the while bringing out all of his big guns too. Every quirk that he had on hand: bubbles, spikes, mutation, everything was used against Toshinori. Little did he know, when their fists collided, it was Midoriya and your own fighting spirits as well as everyone else connected with One for All that fueled this attack. Nothing mattered, the heroes have won, peace remained as the villain’s quirks fled from his body leaving absolutely nothing left. All for One was deleted from existence. It was the thrilled cheers and praise he heard from the distance that made nearly dying today feel like the best thing in the world.

That was what you saw on that monitor, not a beaten man, but a truly happy one. “He… He won,” you were still too shocked to really respond. “Toshi Won!!!” You squealed latching onto Bakugou’s neck out of joy alone. The boy was stunned, but he didn’t fight it and embraced you back. Kirishima awed just watching you too be so sweet, Midoriya cried tears of joy to All Might’s victory, and Iida still sat behind everyone cheering with some of those around him. The celebrations did eventually die down enough that walking through the streets wasn’t an impossible task anymore. Didn’t get very far though, a group of policemen recognized your group as the ones who interfered with All Might’s fight in order to execute a rescue and escorted you all elsewhere.

“You sure you can walk?” Bakugou refused to remove his arm from your backside.

“I’m wobbly but can manage,” you reassured with weak footsteps. Each step made your legs shake, overall however you walked just fine. In reality though you’re thankful Bakugou was being persistent and wouldn’t allow you to get out of reach, his arm was the one thing keeping you from walking slanted.

“So Bakugou really wasn’t kidding when he said you two are a thing now,” Kirishima awed. He couldn’t get over just how long he’s been waiting for you to hook up and now the two of you are practically holding up ‘I’m taken’ signs.

“Fuck off,” Bakugou cursed.

“Leave him alone,” you snickered. “The entire class has been wanting us to be a thing since…” That’s the tricky thing, they’ve been wanting the two of you to get together since forever. “Well… I think since we were partnered up during that hero and villain exercise last semester,” judging by the fact that you were the only one that wasn’t aware that Bakugou intentionally took the most injuries during the ceiling collapse all to save you until he told you about it just the other day, that event must’ve tipped everyone off that he was crushing on you then. It was still hard to believe Bakugou began crushing on you well before you even thought that way about him. Six and a half months later, the two of you are now an item.

“Yeah well this isn’t news to me,” Bakugou retaliates. “We’ve been dating since you were put in the hospital.”

“And we only saw each other once afterwards before I was kidnapped. Therefore, we haven’t really been together all that long,” you corrected the blonde.

“Are we really getting technical about this shit?” a vein began to pop on his forehead.

“Forget it then,” you tut, resting into his side. “When you helped me get my memories back it felt like I was falling for you all over again. Guess I never really realized how much you meant to me till then.”

“You had a shitty dad and no friends,” Bakugou pointed out. “If I was your only friend, I’d assume I meant a lot.”

“How is it that you can be the nastiest person in the universe and be sweet at the same time?” You took no offense to what Bakugou pointed out earlier. It was a fact, you cannot deny your life was shit until he came around.

“Because I can’t stand losing and I can’t stand bitches who don’t give 100%. Therefore, I both hate and respect your ass.”

“Fair enough,” you grinned taking your eyes from Bakugou onto the road ahead. You couldn’t believe your eyes as the policemen had escorted your group all the way back to U.A. where Todoroki, Momo, Principal Nezu and the second person you’ve been dying to reunite with most: Shouta Aizawa. “Oh my god I’m crying again,” you spoke up to the tears prickling the corners of your tear ducts. To be coming back to U.A. and reuniting with everyone be it your legal dad or just simply people from class felt like you had escaped your prison from hell into heaven and basking in the daylight.

“How much shit did those League of Bastards put you through?” Bakugou growled.

“They were just so rude and I swear I was fighting for my life half of the time,” you informed your concerned boyfriend. Dabi was the main culprit there, he never liked you because of Terra and how she was your mental representation of Bakugou leaving Dabi to forever hate the annoying shit you conjured up by retaliating with force. “My head hurts just thinking about everything…” You whimpered.

“Good thing you squashed their asses with that metal beam,” Bakugou slapped you on the back with a devilish snicker. Well look at that, bad things can have good endings.

“Yeah, yeah I did,” you hummed.

“You got them back!” Momo began tearing up, pressing a hand to her glossy lips. Todoroki wasn’t really interested in much of anything. Yeah, Bakugou and the former villain were rescued, if anything he just wants to sleep for a week straight after pulling off this all nighter.

Aizawa on the other hand was swimming in relief and excitement for your return even though he only wore a crooked grin. “I’m impressed that the lot of you pulled off such a high grade rescue mission,” Aizawa praised your rescuers, you had to hold back from hugging him to death let alone at all. Only Kirishima and Bakugou are aware that Aizawa has adopted you, everyone else was left in the dark. Or, that’s what you assumed at least.

Wait… Does Aizawa even want to see me? I nearly killed him in the mountains back when I was Ark. Is everything behind him? Am I still his daughter? “As great as it is to be safe again,” you sighed. Everything was attacking you all at once. “Am I in any trouble? Am I going to jail? I worked with the League, nearly burnt down an entire mountain and… Kidnapped, injured and killed so many people including all of you,” the guilt was eating you alive. It just dawned on you that everyone here was a victim either to yourself or your cloned alter egos Zucc, Squall & Terra. Kirishima and Midoriya luckily wasn’t part of that ordeal, but everyone else had been made a victim.

“That…That I don’t know.” Aizawa frowned. He’s not sure what was going on with you in the mountains, why you were so oblivious to everything and acting like a trigger happy drunk. But you did do horrible things, and for that, villain or hero, you are unlikely to walk as a free lady today.

“(Y/n) should walk free,” Bakugou stepped before you holding out his arm to separate you from the crowd. “I spent the last two weeks with (Y/n) pretending to be a villain. I learned that she lost her bubble quirk but also the last six months of her memory,” Its always Bakugou explaining things when you very well could not and was so very thankful for so. “She couldn’t tell right from wrong because she was that stupid bipolar piece of shit from the beginning of last semester all over again and if you put her behind bars then take me too cause when pretending to be a villain I did shitty things too,” Bakugou didn’t do anything considered evil at the League. Why lie now? He’s only making things worse.

“Quit lying for me,” you manually lowered Bakugou’s arm. “I'm my own person Bakugou. Keep. Out. Of this,” Bakugou got the hint, but he refused to listen. You’re so deep in the hole you just need to learn when to put down the shovel.

“Yeah, I didn’t do anything shitty cause this bitch impaled me in the shoulder,” Bakugou tuts in frustration. “But I was there, (Y/n) wasn’t (Y/n). I fucking dug and dug until I got her damn memories back and I won’t say goodbye to her ass again especially not after the shit I went through to get her here,” and here you were taking this rescue for granted. You completely bypassed the fact Bakugou risked his neck every waking second he stayed with you at the League.

“What did I do to deserve you?” You hugged Bakugou’s arm scared to be separated again.

“Look,” Aizawa sighed. “None of us here will press charges but we have no choice but to leave everything to those higher up. Whether we like it or not,” keeping in mind everything you’ve done as Ark, its a surprise any of them are so okay with letting you run free.

“Thank you everyone,” you grinned.

“We’re just happy to have you back,” Midoriya reassured.

"We all refuse to press charges (Y/n)!" Momo spoke up on everyone's behalf. "We love you (Y/n) and there's nothing we want more than to have you as our classmate again," you had no say as the girl invited herself in for a hug. Of course you hugged her back. Bakugou on the other hand, when it was his turn for a hug he went stiff and puffed smoke.

"Deal with it Bakugou," you hugged his waist the second Momo had her fill. "We all missed you."

"Thanks for saving me but I still hate all your asses especially Deku!!!"

"H-hey what'd I do?" Midoriya hid behind Iida for protection.

"Cool it all of you!" Aizawa snapped warning everyone's attention. "Nezu and the policemen have a few words to share."

"Indeed we do!" Nezu smiled as always. Even you miss his cheesy smile. "No charges will be pressed against you (Y/n) however these fine gentlemen will need to take yourself and Bakugou in for questioning and you'll be free to go!"

"That it?" Bakugou rubbed your back. A police officer with a cat head nodded in response. "Fine then let's get this shit done..." The policeman opened up the door to a car docked out in lights and stickers.

"Can you ever be nice?" You sighed tugging Bakugou to follow.

"These guys are just wasting my time..."

"As if you could be doing anything better right now. Our asses were just saved."

Bakugou leaned down, his lips brushed your ear. "I've been in captivity for a month. I want an American cheeseburger and time alone with you."

"I could kill for a decent meal too," you giggled and got into the backseat of the cop car after Bakugou. You reached for the seatbelt but Bakugou pulled you into his side forcing his lips to yours for an all so forced yet passionate kiss you missed almost more than himself. "Well," you broke the kiss with another snicker. "We have some alone time now-"

"Just shut up."

Next chapter will come... soon? Not sure. I'm big time staying away from the storyline of MHA now and will more than likely never even bring up Chisaki and the Cleansers and won't be diving into the Provisional Liscence Exam but it will be mentioned.