Now, let's rewind the clock a little as the gears of fate had already turned a fair amount.

Kai Chisaki had acted quickly with the newfound growth he received from the confrontation with Izuku Midoriya. He effectively moved his group away from its current location, while erasing the members who caused this failure. It was a fair amount. After establishing his new headquarters, he made plans to meet the league of villains and the hero killer Stain.

The events of the meeting itself are still unknown.

On the other side of society, the heroes were acting fast as well. The detailed sketch of Overhaul that Izuku had drawn had made its way to Nighteye's agency. He was also informed of the little girl saved by All-Might's son. It was hard to understand Nighteye's feelings towards the unfolding events. It was as if fate itself was bringing All-Might back into his life, no, to think like that was naive to Nighteye, to him All-Might and his fate were always intertwined.

"It's either this year or the next where I saw it..." The death of a hero.

Fate itself would force Sir Nighteye and All-Might to confront this, together!

Back to the present time. Both Kai Chisaki and Sir Nighteye were watching the sports festival, focused on the individual that had forcibly linked himself to them, Izuku Midoriya.

Regarding the student, Momo was still looking for him. The festival was in the middle of a break before the finals started.

The huge monitor had graphics of Midoriya vs Bakugo.

The crowd was excited about the upcoming match because both students had shown such a raw display of power. Anticipation was high, especially with the conveniently leaked rumor of those two being childhood friends turned rivals

But Momo didn't care for that. She cared about the conflicted expression Izuku had after his match with Iida.

She had reached the prep room that was assigned to him before the match started. She took in a breath before knocking. There was no response. She grabbed the doorknob and began to turn it slowly.

"I-Izuku, it's me." She announced as she made her way in as politely as possible.

He was sitting on a chair with his notebook on the table, in deep thought. She realized he didn't hear her because he had his headphones in his ears. Upon seeing her, he took them off, but the music was at max volume and played loud enough in the background. "Oh, s-sorry, I can leave if you want?"

His eyes were shadowed but he spoke. "Stay."

But it wasn't demanding. To her, it was a simple want of company, 'A-And maybe comfort!'

"O-Okay." She squealed. She mentally slapped herself for sounding too excited. She took the seat next to him and smiled, scooting it closer to him.

"If All-Might hadn't stopped me then you and Eri would have seen that." He gritted his teeth angry at himself.

"Oh, Izuku please don't worry about that, no one got hurt, so everything is fine, right?" She had instinctively placed her hand over his bicep and rubbed his arm, reassuring him. Her fingers might have squeezed on his muscle a little but that was beside the point, at least she kept trying to tell herself that.

"You're too sweet, Momo."

"Oh, really, you think so? How flattering."

"I can usually keep my cool during most situations but when he said that, I couldn't stop myself, I didn't want to stop myself. I knew it was wrong but... It wasn't until what All-Might said that I realized how childish I was being. It pisses me off." He realized he was doing his iconic rambling in front of someone and stopped with wide eyes, before hiding them and going back to his stoic nature. 'How did she? I haven't done that in front of someone since I was a child.'

Momo ignored the carnal desire she grew from his admitted vicious action. She had to because, "Izuku! That's the longest you ever talked to me!" She had her hands cupped around her cheeks, trying to push down her steaming cheeks.

He didn't let her hear his gasp. "I see." Keeping his hard demeanor.

Momo pouted and dropped herself on the table like a child throwing a tantrum. "Aw, Izuku was talking! I want him back!"

He was hiding a sweat drop as he had shadowed eyes, seeing her being stubborn. 'C-Cute.'

She stopped just as quickly as she started. She straightened herself up, facing him, her loose strand of hair was flowing elegantly as she broke into a closed eye toothy grin, tilting her head. "But quiet Izuku is really protective, ne?"

He turned to her voice, facing her as well. And for the first time since she entered his room, his eyes weren't shadowed. They were clear to her, and they were enamored emerald.

"I-Izuku, do you think I can..." Her voice left as she leaned closer to him. She gulped as she reached for his shirt, pulling it up. Her heart was beating because he wasn't stopping her but she continued because she really wanted to do this for him.

She stopped at his ribs, her hand traced it. He held back a wince but she could see his pain. Over his ribs was a huge purple and red splotch of a bruise. "This is... This is were he kicked you. You didn't go to recovery girl, did you? At least let me treat it."

"Momo-,"

She placed her finger to his lips. He grew wide eyes of surprise, no one has ever dared to do that to him. "I won't hear any objections. You get to worry about me."

She had already had a medical kit ready, determined to take care of him. He let himself be treated, staring at her expression. Her eyebrows were knitted together, her eyes were focused, and she was subconsciously biting her lower lip, in worry, trying her best not to hurt him. "And there." She said as she finished.

He turned his head to the side but said it. "Bossy Momo is pretty amazing."

"Hm?" Her ears perked and she stared up at his face, taken aback by his words.

"But delicate Momo is precious to me too."

Their eyes were shadowed as their faces lingered closer and closer together. He held her cheek, rubbing his thumb over her rose-tinted porcelain cheekbone, with gentle protection.

"Oh, Izuku." She whispered in a fragile moan, their lips tenderly embracing.