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“Izu-kun, how is your packing going?” Momo Yaoyorozu asked her boyfriend from the kitchen. She saw a familiar head of hair poke itself out from behind the wall surrounding said kitchen. A smile stretching her lips as she saw the embarrassed expression on his face. “I, uh…” He chuckled nervously as Momo softly raised an eyebrow “…I need your help please” He finally caved, getting a giggle from the girl. Momo finished off the last of her drink before walking into their room and seeing the mountain of clothes that is seemingly growing out of her boyfriends suitcase. She turned to him and saw the embarrassed blush on his face, which he hid by placing his hands in front of his face. “How, pray tell, did this happen?~” “Well I packed only the minimum, then saw I had room left. And I thought ‘hey, its Denki’s bachelor party. I should wear something yellow’. So I put a yellow shirt in. Then I thought ‘what if that’s not enough?’ so I put another shirt in. Then I found one of my favourite All Might shirts. Then I thought what if I need a suit and-“ He was cut off by a quiet giggle. “So your usual packing routine?” “I don’t- but- no- yeah….You’re mean Mocchan!” He whined while still covering his face. He blinked and looked up when he felt two feminine hands wrap around his and drag them off his face. The sight that met him was Momo as she gently pressed her lips against his, an action that he was happy to reciprocate while gently squeezing her hands. The two stood still for a few moments as they kissed gently, Izuku basking in the refined gentleness of his girlfriend’s lips. Momo meanwhile smiled internally at the refined power in her boyfriends lips. Eventually they pulled back and Momo smiled beautifully. “I love you~” Izuku smiled lovingly “I love you too Mocchan~” “Now. Do you remember the rules while you’re with the guys?” Momo asked. “Yes~” Izuku said with a silly grin “I promise not to write myself off” “Aaaaand?~” Momo trailed off with a sing song voice. “And I promise not to let the others write themselves off” “I’m glad.” Momo giggled “Okay. Let’s see if I can help you pack~” Izuku’s face turned red again. “Mocchannnnnn!”
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Izuku smiled as he walked up to the group of his friends. All of them talking to each other, or their significant others. Momo walking alongside him with a brilliant smile on her royal features. Izuku smiled nervously at the amazed stares and murmurs of the few staff members that worked on Shouto’s private jet. Sometimes it payed to be the son of Endeavor. Izuku looked around and only saw Shouto, Denki, Tenya, Hitoshi, Eijirou and Katsuki; along with their significant others. Shouto’s girlfriend, surprisingly Hagakure, was chatting animatedly along with Mina (as she rested against Kirishima’s back) and Camie Utsushimi, who was dating their resident speedster. Kirishima himself was talking to Bakugou and Kaminari enthusiastically, seemingly not noticing his girlfriends entire weight was resting against his back, while Kaminari laughed and Bakugou shouted at the spiky red-haired adult. “I’m telling you, you idiot! You can’t just harden your skin and poor boiling water on yourself!” “But Bakubro! I’ve improved since UA! I can totally do it this time!” Kirishima said excitedly, grinning enthusiastically and teasingly at Bakugou. “You’re still effected by heat you fuck-stick!” Looking around, Izuku then noticed Shouto talking calmly to Iida and Shinsou while Mei stood next to her boyfriend while fiddling with some sort of invention. “So what I was thinking is we take Kaminari-kun to a fancy restaurant to have a nice dinner to celebrate his bachelor party” Iida suggested to the other two males. “That sounds like a good idea. Maybe not too high-class though. I doubt he would-“ Mei cut her boyfriend off. “Hey sweetie what do you think of this Baby? I reckon this one will finally be the one to work!” “-You over-heated the solder and left a hole. I doubt Kaminari would enjoy something ridiculously high-class” Shinsou continued as if he hadn’t been interrupted halfway through his comment. “What Shinsou-san said” Shouto agreed with a small nod “Nor would Bakugou or Kirishima for that matter” When Momo began walking away he turned his attention to the last group, which she was approaching. The group was made up of Uraraka and Kyoka who were just pleasantly chatting to each other. Izuku smiled at Momo and got one in return before he walked over to Shouto’s group. The movement of both of them finally caught everyone’s attention. “Fucking finally! Jesus with how long you two took you’d think you had a fuck-session or 18 before leaving!” Bakugou said, grinning as the two of them blushed bright red. “Bakugou! That is extremely rude!” Iida reprimanded the explosive 22-year-old. “You’re just jealous cause he can last 18 times longer than you in bed~” Kyoka joked, getting almost everyone to laugh. “You wanna go!? Lets go you fucking ultrasound cu-“ “Katsuki. Sweetie. Drop it” Ochako said with a pure smile. “-…Fine” Kaminari made a noise like the cracking of a whip along with the motion. “You-“ Camie wheezed a few times from laughter “-you’re like totes whipped fam!” Bakugou ground his teeth and stood stock still while tensed to hell and back. Copious amounts of blood rushing to his face. Finally he began to stomp towards the plane while angrily snatching his bag. “Let’s just fucking go!” “Bye Sweetie! I love you too!~” Ochako said while standing on her tippy toes and waving enthusiastically, prompting another round of laughs. “But now that Midoriya is actually here. You guys can finally leave” Mina said before kissing Kirishima quickly “Bye!” All of the guys said goodbye to their girlfriends before boarding the plane. Finally leaving Kaminari saying goodbye to Jirou as she gave him a stern look. “Just remember. Don’t destroy anything. Don’t blow all our money on useless shit. And do. Not. Get blackout drunk. Understand?” “Of course! Of course! Anyway we gotta go now. See ya!” He quickly stole a kiss from her before sprinting onto the plane as Jirou blushed bright red, still unused to public affection. Eventually the ladies all had to leave as the plane got onto the runway and began to take off. Mina looking over at Jirou after she had finally calmed down. “You sure you’re fine with this? I mean, the wedding is in 3 days” “It’s three days. They’ll be back by noon to midnight tomorrow. Still plenty of time till the wedding. Besides. You really think Midoriya, Todoroki or Iida would let him miss his own wedding?” “Yeah. Fair point” Uraraka chimed in.
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“Come on Pikachu! We’re going out for dinner” Bakugou said while poking his head into Kaminari’s room of the hotel room they had rented at a resort in the Yumeshima island of Osaka. “Wait really? We aren’t having dinner here at the hotel?” Kaminari asked in surprise. “Are you fucking kidding me? No goddamn way! I’m not getting leered at by some psychotic press while eating a pizza or some shit! We’re going somewhere that has some private booths you dumbfuck” “Hey! I’m the star of the show! At least be a bit nicer to me during my bachelor party!” Kaminari complained as Bakugou withdrew his head from the electro-kinetics room and closed the door. “How ‘bout fuck you!?” He yelled before stomping away. “I’m telling Uraraka!” He yelled cheerfully with his hands around his mouth. Silence. Kaminari cautiously lowered his hands.
Tap, tap, tap, tap, TAP, TAP, TAPTAPTAPTAP!
The door swung open and slammed against the wall with a loud Bang! As Bakugou launched himself through the air and towards Kaminari with both hands outstretched. “AHHHH! I’m sorry! SPARE ME!” “Try telling Ochako THIS!” Boom!
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All the guys stared at Bakugou and Kaminari with dry, deadpan gazes as they sat down in the private booth that they had ordered. “Bakugou. You can’t attack the star of the Bachelor party” Shinsou said dryly. “I did no such thing” Bakugou said haughtily. “There’s still soot in Kaminari’s hair” Shouto pointed out. “Fuck you all. Lets just order drinks” He grumbled while snatching a menu off the table. Meanwhile in the private booth next to the group of Hero’s was a group of Yakuza. Fairly small but large enough to have some considerable riches and clout. At least enough to get them into a five-star restaurant like this one. The seven of them all laughed and cheered as they got settled in the booth. Having arrived after the main group of Hero’s, and before Bakugou and Kaminari. “I can’t believe you’re going up the ranks already Sosuke! Bravo!” One of them cheered, getting a round of applause. “I still can’t believe it myself! I mean I’ve only been in the rankings for 9 months” Sosuke said happily. Both groups passed the time with some banter and laughs before two waiters walked into both booths. “What would the table of sir’s enjoy to drink?” They both chimed, as was their customary greeting. Sosuke and Shinsou both hummed and looked up at their respective waiter. “4 cans of Asahi Super Dry, 2 bottles of Kirin Ichiban Shibori and 1 Can of Sapporo Yebisu Beer” They both mimicked each other. “Of course sir’s! Will that be all?” Both waiters chirped. After two negative replies, they both left. Though, after saying he was going to the restroom, one of the Yakuza quickly flagged down their waiter and pulled him aside. “Here, listen Kid” He handed the waiter a small clear bag with 7 small blue pills inside “I want you to put one of these in each of our drinks” “B-but sir! T-These are drugs an-“ “Shhh. Shhhhh. Relax kid. No one’s gonna know it’s you. And if you do this. I’ll slip in a little extra tip for you, howzabout that?~” He grinned while pulling a stack of bills out of his sleeve and showing them off to the waiter. The waiter shakily nodded and hid the bag in his pocket before scampering off back into the kitchen and grabbing the drinks. After each drink was poured into their specially made glasses, he suspiciously looked around quickly before dropping a pill in each glass. A nervous sweat beginning to be built up. “Hey new kid! Get over here and grab this plate of food!” The manager barked from the doorway and making the waiter yelp and jump before quickly scampering over. “Of course sir!” About a minute after he left, the Hero’s order was place next to the Yakuza’s order and left there by another waiter who quickly hurried back outside. Eventually a fairly pretty looking Waitress scampered inside the kitchen and grabbed both orders. Walking outside into the restaurant and walking into the Yakuza’s booth. Handing them their drinks before tucking the tray under her arm and moving across into the Hero’s booth and handing them each their drinks. “A waiter will be here shortly to get your order’s sir’s” She said respectfully before leaving. “Hey. How about we all have a toast to Kaminari. The first of us to get married!” Kirishima cheered while picking up his drink. “Shock of the century” Bakugou snarked but raised his drink with everyone else with a small smile on his face. “To Kaminari! The manliest of us all!” Kirishima cheered as they all clinked their glasses together and all took a large gulp of their drinks. One by one they all lowered their drinks. Izuku looking at his glass in confusion as he slowly placed it down. “Hey. Anyone else’s drink taste really sweet?”
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Harsh sunlight lit the room as the sun finally reach high enough in the sky for its all-powerful warmth and light to finally reach the green bean that was half on the messed-up bed and half on the floor. A loud groan was heard as the bright light roused him from his sleep. He very quickly realized how bad an idea that was as the sound seemed to reverberate off the walls and make his head suddenly explode with fire and pain. Both hands clutched his head and he curled into himself, falling to the floor and causing another spike of pain as he rolled out of the sunlight. After five minutes of quiet whimpers the pain finally receded enough for him to stand and blearily open his eyes to look around. It took a few moments but when it finally registered what he saw he couldn’t help but freeze and gape. Next to the door was hundreds of Casino tokens of all sorts of colours. His bed was torn in half and he could see that it was singed in places. Swiveling his eyes to the right he saw a sentence burned into the wall and a blowtorch lodged halfway into the structure itself. ‘Step 1. Get meteorite.
Step 2. Crush with POWERRRRRR to get prr pree pretty Jem
Step 3. Eternal Lov’ He read. The last word both in strange symbols that he thought he may have seen before, and also cut off by the blowtorch in the wall. He blinked and rubbed his eyes a few times. It was only when he mumbled a censored curse under his breath and turned around that he noticed what was easily the most obvious thing about the room (every time he thought back to this moment, he would always curse his obliviousness). What was the most obvious thing you may ask? Well that was easy to answer. ‘THIS ISN’T MY ROOM!’ He screamed internally before whining in pain as his headache flared again. Waiting for the pain to recede, he stumbled out of his room. “What…….even?” He exhaled. What greeted him was what had once likely been a very expensive and luxurious Master Suite. The keyword being “once”. Green eyes panned over his room and took in the chaos and destruction. The first thing that caught his attention was Kirishima….hanging upside down from the roof that his right foot was currently lodged in. His back was facing the green haired adult so he couldn’t see his face, but he could only imagine, from their high-school days. The next was the large flat screen TV that was cracked and bent in half while resting on what he could only assume was Bakugou based on the clothing and singular hand that he could see resting on the ground. He gawked when he noticed the letterbox stabbed into the marble bench and counter and the stove that sat inside a fairly large crystal of ice. As he stumbled through the room he continued to look around, a peculiar sight catching his attention. Looking to the right, he saw Shinsou and Iida sitting on a wide and curved couch together in their sleep. What made it peculiar was both the fact that both of them were handcuffed to each other. And wearing police uniforms that were covered in tears, stains and barely buttoned up. He stumbled over bottles and cans and food wrappers of all sorts. Preparing himself, he ripped the large curtains open while looking away from the onrush of sunlight. He heard three loud groans of pain and opening his scrunched eyes he saw Shinsou and Iida flailing on the couch and Kirishima swaying from the ceiling while flailing his arms around. “Jesus fucking Christ. Turn the goddamn floodlight off” Shinsou groaned while trying to cover his eyes and squawking as he accidentally forced Iida to whack him in the face. “What the- aaaagh!” Kirishima asked before finally moving too much and falling from the ceiling, dragging a chunk of roof along for the ride. Everyone groaned in pain from Kirishima’s yell. Izuku finally closed the curtain again and allowed darkness to reign supreme over the room again. “Thanks……” Iida muttered while moving his hand and dragging Shinsou. “Okay. First: Why the fuck are we handcuffed together?” Shinsou asked as his brain finally booted up “Second: Where the fuck are we?” He asked, looking around and blinking a few times “Third: What happened last night?” he asked while noticing the chaos. Kirishima wobbled to his feet behind the couch and Izuku finally got a look at his front. Everyone looked towards Midoriya as he seemed to jump slightly on the spot with a startled yelp and cover his mouth with one hand while his other hand held his elbow up. “Midoribro?..” Kirishima asked before hissing in pain and holding his face. “Kiri- your face- ahhhh…. Mirror! You- You may want to check a mirror” Midoriya squeaked. “Izuku what are you- holy fucking lord!” Shinsou exclaimed when he finally saw Kirishima’s face. Iida stared at Kirishima, only for his mouth to stop working in the middle of his first word and his eyes to roll up. He pitched forward and hit Shinsou’s legs before rolling sideways off the couch and bringing the brainwasher with him. That was the final verdict and Kirishima ran over to a tall mirror on the wall nearby and froze while clutching his face. “I-I have a tattoo….What the heck….I have a fricking tattoo!?” Kirishima said while tilting his head. Stretching from his chin to his hairline and going across his face from left to right was some sort of dragon head that incorporated his left eye as the dragons eye. Kirishima studied it for a bit more before starting to freak out. Drawing a long, tired groan from underneath the TV. Midoriya looked over and saw Katsuki throw the broken appliance off of him weakly. And what he saw was something beautiful enough to bring Kaminari to his knees, if he had seen it. Also stretching from chin to hairline and going from right to left across Bakugou’s face was a dragon, also making use of his right eye as the dragons own. Shinsou let out a snorting sort of sound as he went red to stop himself from laughing out loud. Bakugou groaned and held his head, angrily flailing his arm in Shinsou’s direction as he stood up. “The fucks m’ face sting?” He mumbled while holding a palm over half his face. “Hey…Kacchan” Izuku began cautiously “You, uh, you know about Kirishima’s….new? facial? Addition?” He asked, the last three words coming out slow and more questions than actual statements, his words trying to lessen the impact. “Shitty hair’s faaaaaaaa-“ He trailed off as he saw the dragon tattoo on Kirishima’s face, and the gears clicked in his head “No.” “Y-Yeah…” “No. Fucken no.” Bakugou said while stumbling over to the mirror and freezing when he saw it “Holy fucking cunt balls” He breathed out while looking his face over. Izuku looked over when he heard the snapping of metal and saw Kirishima revert back to normal from his hardened-mode. Shinsou and Iida both rubbing their wrists where they had been handcuffed. “Thank damn. That was starting to get annoying.” Shinsou muttered while Iida nodded and began to look around for his glasses “I used my quirk on Kirishima to make him calm down, just- I don’t know- flick him or something” He mumbled while walking over to the bathroom, his feet working on muscle memory. Shinsou vigorously rubbed his eyes as he walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind him. The pounding in his head barely even a dull ache now (One of the advantages of a mental type Quirk) but the memories after that first drink non-existent, something which irritated Shinsou to no end. His Quirk literally worked around the mind, so having his own mind, honed and trained to perfection, tampered with had left him in a bad mood. He grumbled to himself while unzipping the motherfucking police uniform he woke up in and groaning as he finally went to the toilet, relieving his bladder which had felt like it was about to burst.
Grrrrrrrr!
Shinsou froze and tensed up. Slowly opening his purple eyes and turning his tilted head to the side. His eyes widening in fear. “Holy fuck!” He scrambled out of the bathroom while barely managing to do up his pants and slamming the door shut behind him, leaning on it while wide eyed and panting. He saw the other guys sans Todoroki and Kaminari walk over. “Hitoshi?” Izuku asked in confusion. “There’s- There’s a-“ He wheezed. “A what, Shinsou-kun?” Iida asked in concern. “There’s a fucking Panther in the bathroom!” he exclaimed and they all heard the muffled growl from behind the door. Shinsou heard a bark of laughter and looked over to see Bakugou sneering at him while laughing. “Really? Scared of a little panther?” “My Quirk only works on those that can reply! And unless that Panther is like Nedzu. I would be mincemeat” “Yeah yeah, step aside loser” He scoffed while walking up to the door as Shinsou stepped away. And with the confidence of a Hero in Japan’s top 10 and of a man who hadn’t been drugged the night prior, Bakugou swung the door open, took a step inside and slammed it behind him. It was silent for a moment before they heard the sound of explosions and the roar of the panther. “What the fuck!?” They all heard, followed by an especially loud roar. All of the guys yelped and stood back as Bakugou suddenly exploded through the wall to their right and impacted a couch, tipping it over and covering his smoking and groaning body. They all turned back to the hole and saw the glowing yellow eyes of the pure black panther and its ominously white teeth. Iida and Shinsou were both not proud of the girlish screams that left their throats as the panther leapt out of the hole. It was only Izuku reacting on reflex and punching it in the face with a One for All fueled fist that saved them. The panther flew back through the wall, creating another hole, and hit the wall. Izuku was about to curse himself for killing it when it stood up, hunched in on itself and glaring at Izuku but not going back near the hole(s). “The fucking thing has a Quirk!” Bakugou screeched wile blowing the couch into the ceiling and making it get stuck, Kirishima and Iida moaning in pain from the loud noises. “A Quirk?” Shinsou asked shakily. “Fucker has some sort of super-speed Quirk. Was like fucking Gran Torino when I went in there” Bakugou huffed while noticing a few bleeding cuts on his chest and arms, luckily nothing remotely serious. “What…Happened?” They all turned around and saw Todoroki standing in the doorway to what they assumed was his room. “I…don’t know. We- I think we got drugged. I don’t remember anything” Izuku said “And then I woke up and I had casino chips in my room and Kirishima and Kacchan have tattoos and I think you froze the stove last night. I don’t-“ “There’s a fucking panther with a Quirk in the bathroom!” Shinsou said while nervously looking in the two holes in the wall. “I see…I don’t suppose any of you have an answer for this?” Todoroki asked while holding up a bar of solid gold. They all went silent when they saw the bar in his hand. Iida falling onto his hands and knees and staring at the ground, while Midoriya stumbled back until his back hit the wall and slide down until he reached the ground. He rested his elbows on his knees and his head against his thighs/knees. “What happened last night?”