Ochako's POV

"Eimi, look at this!" I exclaimed as I held up the doll I was working on. Recently Eimi and I have been trying to better our sewing, and today we decided to try and make dolls. Eimi looked up from her doll to look at mine.

"Wow, Ura! That's really good! I love how the eyes turned out! I'm still working on the hair at the moment." She complimented me as she turned her doll to let me look at its hair. We also decided that we would make dolls of our significant others, so in Eimi's case she was making a Bakugo doll and I was making a doll of Tsu.

Eimi softly put her doll down and stood up before looking back at me. The weight of the beads in her doll made it fall over with a small thump. She looked back at it before seeing it was alright and stretched her arms over her head.

"Just one sec. I gotta go to the bathroom, I'll be right back." She explained as she pointed towards the bathroom door. I looked up at her from my spot on the ground and nodded.

"Okay." I replied as I reached out to turn on the fan in my room. It was starting to get a bit too hot for my liking in here. I heard the toilet flush and knew that Eimi was going to be out soon again, but was shocked when I heard a scream instead. I quickly got up and ran to the door. I knocked on it and called out to my friend.

"Eimi, are you okay? Did something happen?" I asked in a worried tone and a small voice answered, but what Eimi said caused my brows to furrow.

"How-how do you kn-know my name? Wh-where am I?" Her voice called out through the door. Now that I think about it, her voice does sound a bit more high-pitched, but also scared?

"Can you open the door, please?" I asked in a calm voice. Did she get hit with a quirk or something today? You think she would have told me...

"How do I know you aren't going to hurt me?" She questioned through the door and my heart almost broke. Did she not trust anyone in her past or something?

"I promise I won't hurt you." I said through the door and I heard the lock softly open, followed by the door opening a crack. I stood back and watched as a much shorter Eimi poked half her head out and looked at me before looking around the room. She put her head back in the bathroom but kept it open still.

"Do you know where my wig is? I need it."

"Your wig? You haven't used it since the beginning of the year.." I trailed off and a gasp was heard behind the door.

"What do you mean? I don't even know you, I don't know anybody but the ones I live with." She said and I looked down, remembering what Eimi told me at the beginning of the year when I asked about her wig.

"Sorry, can you come out? It would be easier to talk to you that way." I tried to reason with the seemingly scared girl as I saw the door shake a little.

"But I'm not supposed to show anyone my hair or else something bad will happen..." Her small voice trailed off and I swear I heard a small whimper closely after.

"Nothing bad will happen, I swear on my life as a hero in training." I said while putting my hand over my heart.

"You're training to be a hero?" Eimi questioned with a bit of hope and fascination in her voice. I nodded before continuing.

"Yep! So you shouldn't be afraid of me, okay?" I said with a smile and I saw the door open wider. Eimi stood there in all her tiny glory but looked at me awkwardly as her clothes were a bit big on her. Her shirt was falling off her shoulder along with her bra strap. That definitely wouldn't fit her now, considering the size of her chest. I was guessing she was around the time she would be in middle school by how small she was.

"Sit down on my bed, I bet I have some clothes that would fit you." I said before running off to my closet. I rummaged through the drawers until I pulled out an old shirt and some sweatpants that were too small for me. I also pulled out a tight fitting sports bra that I hoped would fit her well. After looking at my haul, I turned around to see Eimi looking at the dolls on the table. I walked up behind her and smiled before speaking up.

"You and I were working on those." I said quietly but Eimi still jumped away from me. I tilted my head at her and she softly smiled while looking down.

"I'm sorry. I'm not used to other people." She said with a tiny voice and I decided to keep my distance for now. It's crazy how different she acts from how she does now. I didn't think Eimi was ever like this when she told me she used to be shy. It's almost heartbreaking. I thought before I decided to change the subject.

"Here, these should fit you. You can use the bathroom to change. I'll have to tell Mr. Aizawa about this." I said while carefully handing over the clothes. Eimi reached out to grab them before cautiously turning around and making her way to the bathroom to change. I sighed sadly before reaching down to the table and grabbing my phone to call Mr. Aizawa.

I scrolled to his contact and quickly clicked okay as I held up the phone to my ear and waited as it rang. It rang for a few seconds until it got picked up.

"What is it, Uraraka." His voice called through the phone and I looked at the bathroom door.

"Um, Eimi must have been hit with a quirk or something today, because she isn't her normal self. I think it must have made her her middle school self or something because she's shorter and really scared of everything and was asking for her wig." I answered and waited for his response.

"I'll be right there, you are in your room, correct?" He asked through the phone and I nodded before answering him. Mr. Aizawa has a soft spot for Eimi, I can tell by how he acts around her compared to everyone else. I mean, he has soft spots for all of us and he cares, but he seems to always stop whatever he's doing right away for whatever Eimi needs help with. Maybe it has to do with her past?

"Yeah, we are." I said while he quickly hung up and I no longer heard his voice. The bathroom door then opened to reveal Eimi in the clothes I gave her. I sighed in relief as they fit her perfectly and she held her old clothes tightly to her body. She looked up at me, then looked back to the clothes in her hands.

"What do I do with these?" She asked and I softly smiled at her before sitting down in front of the chabudai. (It's the short-legged table that is generally used in traditional Japanese homes.)

Shoto's POV

I was walking into the common room to get myself a glass of water when Mr. Aizawa walked out of his room on the main floor. He looked around and spotted me before walking over.

"You, come with me." He said and I nodded before he walked off towards the girl's dorms. I quickly followed him as he entered the elevator. I stepped in and he pressed the fourth-floor button and the doors closed.

"Why am I needed?" I asked as we waited for the elevator to bring us to the right floor.

"I just got a call from Uraraka and it seems that Eimi got hit with a quirk that made her back into her middle school self. The only problem is, is that she doesn't have any memories about UA and is scared of pretty much everything." He said and I looked at him in shock.

"Are you sure I should come along? I think seeing me wouldn't be very beneficial to this situation." I voiced as I remembered she wouldn't know anything about me at this age.

"You're her brother, of course you should be there." Mr. Aizawa straight out said and left no room for arguing. I only stood there quietly as I thought of all the possible outcomes past Eimi could have before the elevator doors opened. We walked out and headed for Uraraka's room. Mr. Aizawa knocked on the door and we heard footsteps coming towards it. It soon opened a bit to reveal Uraraka. She looked at both of us and relaxed a bit when she saw I was here too.

"Todoroki, you stay out here and let me see her first." Mr. Aizawa said and I nodded. Uraraka then opened the door for our teacher to fit through and quietly shut the door. I heard some talking but couldn't make out the exact words before the door was opened again. Uraraka motioned for me to come in and I carefully entered the room.

I looked over to the chabudai to see a smaller Eimi sitting in front of it beside Mr. Aizawa. Her eyes trailed over to me and opened wider in shock. I heard Uraraka shut the door behind me and walked over to Eimi before sitting down. She whispered something to Eimi and she looked back at me with a smile. Eimi looked at me with confusion and awe. I slowly walked over and sat down at the other side of the table.

"You look like me but, opposite." She said softly and I nodded before speaking quietly.

"I guess I do."

"Mr. Aizawa says that you're my brother. Is that true?" She asked while tilting her head to the side. I nodded with a small smile, hoping to calm her down.

"He's not only your brother but your twin brother!" Uraraka said, trying to get a positive reaction out of the scared girl. Her eyes widened, but this time I could tell it was in wonder, rather than fright. She looked at my hands and tilted her head to the side.

"If-if your hair is like mine..." Eimi paused for a few seconds. "...is your quirk the same, too?"

I nodded my head softly before holding up both my hands and creating both ice and fire. She watched carefully as she continued to look up at my hair then back at my hands. Mr. Aizawa and Uraraka watched quietly as Eimi got used to her surroundings. Eimi then shakily reached her hands out towards my right hand and lightly grabbed it.

"Your ice looks a lot closer to mum's than mine does."

I looked at her hands to see that they were shaking quite a bit. She took the piece of ice off my hands and held it close to her body. I was about to ask her why but stopped as she started to cry.

"Oh no, Eimi." Uraraka said in worry as she slowly rubbed Eimi's back which only caused her to start sobbing. Mr. Aizawa stood up and motioned over to the door, I nodded and stood up to follow him only to hear Eimi wail out to me.

"No! Please, d-don't go." She hiccuped while clutching the ice chunk tighter.

I looked up at Mr. Aizawa and he waved me back down. Uraraka stood up instead and went with Mr. Aizawa as I carefully made my way beside my crying sister. I sat down and reached my arms out to her only for her to crash into them. I held her tight as she cried into my chest. This feeling all too familiar. I looked at the clock on the wall and sighed. It's almost time for dinner, this isn't going to end well.

I looked back down at Eimi to see that she was calming down a little bit. I then remembered that Bakugo and Eimi were supposed to be the ones cooking tonight. That's going to be a little hard considering that Eimi is scared of everything. Wait, what's Bakugo going to think of this. They are dating and it was enough trouble just getting him to cook in the first place. The only way he would cook for the class was if Eimi was his cooking partner every time.

Katsuki's POV

I walked into the common room so I could go to the kitchen to start preparing dinner but didn't see Eimi there. Did she forget it was our turn to cook? No, she always knows, maybe she just lost track of time. She was supposed to be doing some shit with Round Face so she'll be in her room.

I turned out of the kitchen and made my way to the girl's dorm. I walked into the elevator and waited for the doors to close after I chose the 4th floor. It wasn't long till I was on the floor and I walked out to go to Round Face's door, only to see her and Mr. Aizawa talking in the hall in front of her door. I furrowed my brows and was about to walk over to them to ask what the fuck was taking Eimi so long to get out but I was stopped by a buzz on my phone.

I growled quietly at it before pulling it out of my pocket. I looked at who texted me to see that it was Icyhot. What's he want. I opened the message and read it.

Icyhot: You should make gyoza for tonight

Why should I?

It was a few seconds till I got a text back from him.

Icyhot: Do I really need a reason to have you make Eimi's favourite food?

I blinked a couple of times before my head started thinking. Of course I knew that gyozas are Eimi's favourite food, she's my girlfriend for fucks sake. But If Icyhot is asking me to make them in the first place... that means something must have happened to make her sad. Or maybe she's hurt. Why hasn't she told me anything yet?

I then put my phone back in my pocket without responding and made my way over to Round Face and Mr. Aizawa. I stood in front of them as they both looked at me, though Uraraka looked a bit nervous while Mr. Aizawa just looked bored like his usual self. But I could tell that something happened because he has a bit of concern in his eyes.

"Bakugo!" Uraraka squeaked and I grunted at her.

"What's wrong with Eimi." I stated and they both looked at me with a bit of shock.

"H-how-?" Round Face started but I cut her off.

"Icyhot wouldn't tell me to make gyoza if something didn't happen to her. Now, where is she?" I asked and the two looked at me before looking at each other. Uraraka pointed at the door before speaking up.

"I'll go warn Todoroki and Eimi then."

Warn them? What for?

Mr. Aizawa nodded and turned to me as Uraraka opened her door and went in before quickly closing it behind her. I looked up at my teacher for an explanation and he sighed before running his hand through his hair.

"Eimi must have been hit with a quirk earlier today because she is now her middle school self."

As soon as I heard middle school I stopped listening. Eimi has told me about what she used to be like before starting UA. She also told me how to calm her if anything were to happen and she would turn back into her past self.

"Bakugo are you even listening to me, this is serious--" Mr. Aizawa's voice brought me out of my thoughts and I held up my hand to stop him. Before he could scold me for interrupting him, I spoke.

"I need to see her."

"She isn't like her normal self-"

"I know she isn't. She's told me how she used to act and what to do if we ever found her like how she is now. So, I need to see her." I cut him off again. He looked me in the eyes for a few seconds before nodding. He knocked on the door before opening it and walking in, I followed him in and my eyes soon landed on a smaller version of Eimi silently sitting in her brother's lap while rubbing her eyes.

"Todoroki, Uraraka. We should go tell the class, come on." Mr. Aizawa said and the two mentioned nodded before standing up. Eimi then started to freak out and latch herself onto Todoroki's waist. I was about to say something when Todoroki leaned down and whispered something into her ear. She froze before reluctantly letting go and sitting back on the ground.

He stood up and nodded in my direction before walking off to go with Mr. Aizawa and Uraraka. They all left and soon it was only Eimi and me in the room. She looked up at me and I carefully walked over before sitting down beside her.

"Su-suki?" Her little voice called out and I nodded silently. Tears started to well up in her eyes and I sighed before pulling her into a hug. She crawled into my lap and wrapped herself like a koala around me. I rubbed her back as she continued to sniffle into my shirt. I heard her mumble something and I pet her hair softly.

"What was that?" I asked and she pulled her head up a bit.

"Is what my br-brother said, true?" She asked.

"What did he say?"

"Th-that we are a co-couple." Eimi said very softly that I almost didn't hear her. I leaned down and kissed the bridge of her nose before bringing my head back up.

"Does that answer your question?" I slightly smirked at her while she just blinked. Her face then turned red and she crashed her face back into my chest. I laughed at her reaction before hugging her tighter and putting my chin on top of her head. We stayed like that for a few minutes until I pulled her shoulders back to look at me. She looked up at me with wide eyes before I started to speak.

"Are you hungry? It's our turn to make food for everyone tonight and Icyhot said that we should make gyoza."

Eimi's eyes brightened up at the mention of her favourite food but soon clouded over with confusion.

"Everyone? And who is Icyhot?" She asked and I ruffled her hair. Of course she wouldn't know about the class or my nicknames for everyone.

"Our class and Icyhot is your brother." I answered her and she put her hand up to her chin in thought. She sat like that for a few seconds before speaking up.

"If you have a nickname for Shoto that means you care for him, right?" She asked and I shook my head.

"No, it's easier to remember, plus I call everyone in the class different names than their own." I explained and she shook her head before smiling up at me.

"Then that means you must care for everyone in the class!" She exclaimed.

"I already told you it's not like that!" I barked at her and I thought she was going to recoil in fear but she laughed instead.

"You're lying cause your ears are red and I can tell from your eyes!" She laughed and I rolled my eyes. I forgot how easily she can read me.

"I hate you." I muttered while putting my head on hers. She reached up and ran her fingers through my hair before I stood up with her still in my arms. She locked her feet together at my back and held onto my shoulders. I moved her over to my hip and supported her from underneath like how a mother would hold their toddler, she was even tinier than usual and I would carry her like this anyways, so it was very easy to do so. Not to mention it felt natural to do as well.

I grabbed her phone off the chabudai and gave it to her before opening the door and walking out.

She looked at her phone in awe before trying to unlock it. I sighed and told her the password before she locked herself out of her own phone and looked as she started scrolling through the apps. I walked into the elevator and pressed the main floor button. Just as the doors closed Eimi held her phone out and I looked at it only for her to take a selfie with me. I blinked a couple of times before looking over at her with a blank blank expression. 

"Why?" I asked and she giggled.

"Cause you're so big now! I wanted to document it." She mumbled while looking back at the photo. I rolled my eyes as I heard the elevator beep as we went down in floors. I'm glad that she is turning into herself a bit more, though she did say that the smell my quirk gives off calms her down. She also said that I had to be patient with her and tell the truth. Like not try to hide anything of this time, it would make her untrusting towards everyone.

The elevator stopped and the doors started to open. I nudged Eimi slightly and she looked up at me from her phone and then to the door. She put her face into my shoulder slightly and nodded. I took that as my cue to go and I walked out of the elevator and down the hall that led to the common room. I saw the backs of all our classmates as Mr. Aizawa was looking at all of them while talking. He made eye contact with me and flicked his eyes towards the kitchen.

I nodded and made my way over to the kitchen when Eimi pulled her head up a bit. She looked at all of our classmates and I think she found Icyhot's head because she made little grabby hands towards him. I looked down at her before sighing. She probably wants to see him since she only now found out about him. I knew she had a big soft spot for family, even if she just met them, but I didn't know she could just throw away her fears like she is now.

"Icyhot." I called out and he turned his head towards me and as expected, so did everyone else. Their eyes landed on Eimi and I felt a chill go all over the room. I then felt Eimi bury her head into my shoulder again as the air continued to get colder. Icyhot then quickly ran over and used his left side to cancel out the cold.

"No one go over there, you all scared her by just looking at her. Didn't you listen to anything I said?" Mr. Aizawa lectured the class with a stern voice and their heads turned back to him with shame.

"Uraraka, you can go over there but no one else."

With that Round Face ran over to us and spoke calmly to Eimi. Since the whole reason this happened was that she wanted to see her brother in the first place, I leaned towards him to hand over Eimi. He reached out and touched her shoulder and head before she leaned over to him. She reached up to grab around Todoroki's neck and left my arms. I looked around before shaking my head. I didn't want to do this but I had no choice. 

Remember, this is all for Eimi.

"Round Face."

Uraraka turned to look at me and tilted her head to the side. I pointed at the stove and then her. She blinked and I shook my head.

"You're helping me make gyoza. Go to the oven and start preparing while I get the shit from the fridge."

"Oh, y-yes!" She stammered and quickly ran over to the oven. I looked at Icyhot who was whispering calmly to Eimi. He looked up while continuing to comfort his sister and made eye contact with me.

"Stay close to me but don't be in the kitchen. Distract her with her phone or something." I directed and Todoroki nodded with a blank face that turned soft once he looked back at the top of Eimi's head. I guess Eimi just has that kind of effect on people, I can't help but cave for her as well.

I shook my head of sappy thoughts as I turned to the fridge to get out all the ingredients to make the best god damn gyoza Eimi will ever eat. I quickly got out all the ingredients and started chopping them up.

Eimi's POV

My brother was whispering calm and sweet nothings to me in order to calm me down, and I must say, it was working. After I felt that I was able to face more than a couple of people I lifted my head to looked around.

"What are you doing?" Shoto asked me quietly and I rested my head on his shoulder and took a deep breath. I breathed out and lifted my head once again.

"I'm sorry..." I trailed off. Tears started to well up in my eyes at the thought of making my future classmates sad that I got so scared of all of them looking at me. I recently started to try and face more than just my family, but it was hard considering I couldn't really go outside without my wig. When I put on my wig I felt more confident and, well safe. Gramma still hasn't told me the real reason I have to wear it yet, but I'm happy to know that I'm confident without it now.

"Why are you apologizing?" Shoto cooed to me and I felt my tears breach my eyes and cascade down my face. I felt Shoto sit down and cradle me carefully.

"I h-hate how I'm s-so scared of everything." I sniffled. "I probably made all our classmates sad..."

Shoto pushed my head into the crook of his neck and rubbed the back of my head. I felt so warm and comforted by his hold that my tears flowed even more. My hand reached up to grab the front of his shirt and I continued to cry on him.

"Hey, do you want to meet someone very special to me? They are very special to you too." Shoto called out to me in a hushed voice. I pulled my head out of the crook of his neck and looked up at him while rubbing my nose slightly. I nodded my head and began to calm my breathing so I could stop crying.

Shoto pulled out his phone and texted someone. A few seconds later I heard a kind voice call out from around the counter. I looked up to see a curly green-haired boy who had freckles on his cheeks. His eyes were big and they also looked very kind, just like his voice. He looked over to us and smiled before he was stopped by a bored voice calling out to him.

I watched as Mr. Aizawa walked up to him and asked what he was doing. There was something about no one other than Uraraka, Shoto, and Suki were allowed to be close to me until the boy showed the older man his phone screen. Mr. Aizawa bent down a bit and read what was on the screen and then looked over in my direction. He looked me in the eyes before turning back to the broccoli-looking boy.

"I guess if she wants to meet you then it's alright."

Our teacher nodded towards Shoto and me before the green-haired boy quickly made his way over and carefully sat down on his knees in front of us. He smiled sweetly at me before reaching his hand out slowly in a greeting. I looked at it before swallowing my spit and fear. I slowly reached out and grabbed his hand. I felt the scars on his hand before I looked at them closely. My eyebrows furrowed slightly as the boy introduced himself.

"Hi. I'm Izuku Midoriya, though the nickname you like to call me is Zuzu." The boy who I now know as Izuku or Zuzu told me. I couldn't help but continue to look at his hand, I even brought my other hand up and held his hand with both of mine.

"Your hand..."

"Oh, don't worry. It doesn't hurt anymore, it was a side effect of overusing my quirk." He reassured me and I nodded, still not letting go of his hand. I couldn't help but wonder. Why is this boy so special to both me and Shoto? I didn't have to wonder for long since Shoto answered my question, or well half of it anyways.

"Izuku is my boyfriend."

I looked at Shoto, then back at Izuku and he smiled. I somehow felt closer to him and got a boost of courage so I took advantage of it. I pulled his hand towards me causing him to fall forwards, but before he could hurt himself in any way I caught him in my arms and hugged him. He squeaked when I squeezed him tight but he returned my hug.

"Hey Deku!" Suki's voice rang out which caused both Izuku and me to look up at him. I was wondering who this Deku was when Izuku sat up properly.

"Yes, K-kacchan?"

So Zuzu is Deku. Is that really Suki's nickname for him? He doesn't seem useless to me.

"Get the plates. A dumb nerd like you can manage that, right?" He demanded and I looked up in shock at the words that fell from Suki's mouth.

"Of course!" Zuzu said while getting up and walking to a cupboard that I could only assume had the plates in it. My mouth hung open and I think Shoto noticed it cause he pet my head a bit before leaning down to my ear.

"He gets that way when he speaks to Izuku. I don't like it much either but they are also childhood friends so there's not much we can really do about it." He said and I slightly nodded. I looked down in thought before jumping up.

"I better try then!" I exclaimed and the people around me looked at me questionably. I looked at Katsuki and dramatically pointed at him.

"You! I'm gonna make you be nicer to Zuzu or--" I paused in the middle of my words and looked at my hands. Am I really challenging someone right now? This isn't like me at all, or is it my future self that is shining through right now? Am I getting closer to turning back or something?

"Eimi?" A voice called out to me and I blinked a couple of times to see a hand waving in front of my face. I looked up to see Suki staring at me with a bit of concern in his eyes. I stepped back a bit and waved him off.

"Sorry!" I squeaked before looking down at the ground. I then felt a big hand rest on my head and ruffle my hair before it was gone. I looked up to see Suki walking past me with a big serving plate, followed by Ochako carrying three-- Holy whoa they're floating! I reached up and poked the plate slightly to see it only moved side to side a bit. It's like poking a bowl in the water.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you. My quirk is zero gravity. And as you can see, it can make pretty much anything weightless." She exclaimed in a bubbly voice before hurrying to the table with the food. I waddled after her to watch as she deactivated her quirk and placed the plates on the table. Only to pick up one of the plates and place it on another table.

Zuzu then ran by with plates and placed stacks of 11 on each table. There were two big tables and each table had 11 chairs tucked underneath them and two huge serving plates of gyozas on them. I was about to walk over to Suki when I felt two hands wrap around my ears. I looked up to see Shoto and questioned why until I quickly realized.

"If you wanna eat, get your asses down here!" Suki yelled out and Izuku sighed while smiling at me who was thankful for having my ears covered. Shoto's hands let go of my ears and I walked over to Suki. I grabbed the hem of his shirt which caused him to look down at me.

He didn't say anything but brought me over to the table. He pulled a chair out for me and gently pushed me into it. He then sat down beside me and Shoto sat on my other side. Izuku sat beside him then others started to flow in. Suki watched carefully for who decided to sit at the table and growled when some really short person with purple hair? or was it balls? Well anyways he tried to sit across from me and Suki almost kicked him before some guy with yellow hair and a black lighting blot in his hair saved him.

He mumbled something about knowing that he was going to get exploded if he went near me. Exploded? Oh, wait. Suki's quirk was explosions, that makes sense now. Everyone looked at the dishes full of food but didn't take any. Were they waiting for someone to say thanks or give the alright to eat?

"I didn't cook this all for nothing, eat." Suki said beside me. I looked up at him before picking up my chopsticks and reaching out for a single gyoza to try. Suki handed me a small bowl full of soy sauce and I thanked him with a nod. I dipped the thin dough wrapped meat and veggies in the sauce, making sure to let some drops fall off in the bowl before I put it in my mouth. I quickly started chewing the food, letting the flavors sit in my mouth for a bit. I swallowed and with a satisfied hum, I found a smile forming on my face.

"Wow! You really made this Suki? It's so yummy!" I exclaimed before reaching out my chopsticks to grab another one. Hands reached out and piled a bunch of gyoza onto one of the smaller plates. I then looked down to see it was my plate that was getting food put onto it. Suki then placed it down in front of me before getting his own. It was then when everyone else started to pile gyozas onto their plates and pick up a small bowl of soy sauce.

I was munching on my gyozas when a thought came to my head. Before I was able to say what I thought of my head started to hurt really bad. The grip on my chopsticks failed which caused them to fall to the table with a clang. I gripped my head with my hands and a whimper fell from my mouth. I felt tears welling up in my eyes as someone's hand rubbed my back.

"What's the matter? Burn your tongue?" Shoto's voice whispered in my ear and I shook my head, only to hiss as it made the pain worse.

"It hurts..." I whimpered.

I heard Shoto call out to someone and I was soon pulled from my chair and picked up. I didn't look up at the person who was holding me but I could tell who it was by their smell. The smell of caramel filled my nose and it almost made the pain go away but a sharp stabby feeling brought it back. Suki started to walk and I squeezed my eyes shut even more in hopes it would stop the pain, but it was useless.

I don't know when or how we got to Suki's room so fast but I was soon put down on his bed. I knew this was his room from his scent being all over the place, and I didn't need my eyes open to know that it probably had black and dark green everywhere. I was left alone on the bed for a few seconds before there was a dip in it. Arms pulled me towards a warm being and I melted in his arms. Then, the pain all went away.

I looked up and everything hit me like a wave crashing against the beach. I shook my head and smiled. Katsuki looked at me weirdly before I tackled him in a bear hug. My surprise attack took him by surprise (No shit there Eimi) and we both fell to our sides. Well, Katsuki fell to his side. I fell on him.

"Back to normal, huh?" He said from his position and I nuzzled my face into his chest.

"Well, almost back to normal."

I lifted my head up and tilted it in confusion. He quickly flipped our spots and I was left laying underneath him. I looked up at him while his face stared down at mine.

"You still look like you're in middle school." He stated and I rolled my eyes. He leaned down and before he could do want he wanted to do I licked his nose. He blinked a couple of times before letting go of his arms and letting his body weight crush me. His head landed next to mine and now I was trapped under a hot-headed, purely muscle, surprising soft-hearted boy who I called my boyfriend.

"Ack!" I wheezed. "You're way more heavy when I'm smalllll." I whined which earned me a snicker. I started to hit my hands against his sides but it did me no luck. I quickly gave up and excepted my death. 

Cause: suffocation.
Reason: I licked my boyfriend's nose instead of letting him kiss me.

I could suddenly breathe a whole lot better and looked to my side to see that Katsuki rolled over and was now laying on his back. I sat up and looked around the room before my eyes landed on the two plates of gyoza, though now there was even more on both plates. My eyes lighted up as I scooted across the bed to get off but was quickly stopped by a pair of arms wrapping around my waist and keeping me in place.

"Noooooo!" I wailed as I got pulled back and into my boyfriend's lap. I went limp and sat in his arms like some doll on a child's bed. I then felt really weird. Like if a worm were wiggling all over my body and Katsuki made almost a disgusted sound, though I knew that when he makes that noise he is slightly amused or curious. I then looked at my legs to see the pants that Ura gave me were too small for my legs. The shirt I was wearing now exposed my midriff and was much tighter around my chest. It was then I realized I turned back to normal. Completely normal, in both body and mind.

"That was kinda cool. The feeling of you just rapidly growing in my arms."

"Well, it felt weird for me."

We sat there for a few seconds before I tried to catch him off guard so I could get my food.

"Ha! Knew you were going to do that. You're too predictable." Katsuki said with an audible smirk.

"What will make you let go of me so I can eatttttt." I whined and Katsuki only pulled me closer to him.

"You know what I want."

I groaned and turned my body to face him. I was now sitting in his lap, turned and facing him while his arms were resting on my waist. I reached my hands up slowly and slightly gripped the sides of his face before I leaned towards him and connected my lips with his. He kissed me back as I gave him what he wanted. He was lucky I stayed there for even 5 seconds. I even counted it in my head. One Mississippi, two Mississippi, three Mississippi, four... and once I hit five, I pulled away.

"Done!" I yelled into his face and scrambled out of his arms. I fell off the bed due to my flailing but made a quick recovery as I jumped up and grabbed my plate in my hands. I brought the plate to my nose as I took a good smell and sighed in satisfaction. I quickly grabbed one and popped it in my mouth while humming.

"God, you're so food-driven." Katsuki scoffed as he DARE tried to take a gyoza off my plate. I turned around in record speed and hissed at him. Literally. It's one of my talents, I can make a pretty convincing cat, and that's before I got turned into one.

End.

A/N. A little bit of backstory into what Eimi used to act like before she becomes her optimistic, cheery, confident self!

Also fun fact. The little situation between Katsuki and Eimi that just happened was something similar that happened to me. Well, they weren't my boyfriend but my friend. He literally wouldn't let me go upstairs to get PIZZA until I kissed him back. Such sad. And once I actually did what he wanted I jumped over the back of the couch and ran up the stairs. Food is my one love, the only man for me is food. Fuck real people.