First time!

I returned to the forest behind UA high, digging up the remains of one giant bastard.

Hopefully with his stats, the remains would still be fresh enough to be used. After all, it hadn't even beem a whole two months since I killed him.

As the remains were unearthed, a smile spread across my face. They were still fresh enough. Or at least the head was. The rest had rotten away. Surprisingly, Gigantomachia had kept hold of his life in the half sliced and smashed head. Truly impressive. But no more. I extinguished the last of his conciousness before extracting a big vial full of blood.

This should do.

I ran back to the lab one last time, infusing the giant blood into the pod input, before returning home and retiring for the day.

Tomorrow, I was going to confess to Himiko, and begin my first phase of dealing with the league to be. Surveillance!

Come next morning, I met Deku at the station as we headed for Yokohama.

I needed to get Deku well acquainted with the league head honchos, so that when the USJ attack happens in 3 weeks time, Deku willl be able to recognize the villains alongside me, reducing the suspicion on me, when Nezu starts the hunt for the spy.

Reaching her apartment, I knocked on the door while Deku went downstairs to the bar to get the food ready.

Once I confess, I'll have to get her to associate my affection with the happiness of eating good food.

It would be a slow process, but completely worth it in the long run.

As they say, the way to a person's heart is through the stomach!

Himiko opened the door, and her face lit up on seeing me.

"Haru!" She jumped into my embrace.

"How have you been doing Himiko?" I asked with a gentle voice, running my hand through her hair.

She squealed in joy.

"It's a bit lonely, but I've been studying to pass the special graduation program. In fact, I was just checking the results. Come on in. We'll find out together!" She said, opening her laptop.

"I'll just get some water. Be back." I said, using the excuse to check the rest of the house.

She had kept it remarkably clean for a 15 year old girl.

It was then that I noticed the bloody glasses on the countertop.

Fuck. Did she start killing again?

I got a drink of water before returning with the bloody glasses.

"Haru, I passed! I passed the graduation exam! I'm officially a high school graduate!" She cheered, jumped to hug me, only to be stopped in place.

"Haru? What are you.." she asked, when she spotted the glasses in my hand.

"It's..it's not what you think!" She cried.

"Oh? It isn't? And what is it then?" I asked.

She looked away, guiltily.

"Whose blood is this Himiko?" I asked.

"Mine." She replied gingerly.

"Hmm? Yours? Are you cutting yourself?" I leaned over, pushing her long sleeves up.

Her arm was wrapped in bandages, small bloody spot caked all over.

"What do you think you are doing?" I asked, angrily.

"What else am I supposed to do? I still feel the need for blood! And sometimes....sometimes I can't help but feel like going back, ..doing those things.." she said, breaking down in tears.

Fuck. Of course she does! I berated myself.

People don't just change out of years long destructive urges with the power of love.

I should have learned that lesson with Bakugo already.

I hugged her tight, rubbing her back as she slowly calmed down.

"It's okay. We'll get you a therapist. With the right medication you won't feel like it ever again!" I said.

"Uhum!" She mumbled, nuzzling into my shoulders.

As she calmed down, she pulled herself up and looked me in the eyes, before leaning in with a kiss.

"I love you Haru." She said, between breaths.

Damn. How did this turn into her confessing to me? Wasn't it supposed to be the other way around?

"What's with the sudden .." I asked, as she shut me up with a kiss.

Oh! Now I get it. It's a coping mechanism. An unhealthy one too at that. She's avoiding having to think about it with a make out.

And here I thought, I would get laid tonight. Fuck me right? Or rather don't.

I pulled her away, with a firm grasp.

"Not this again!" She cried.

"Yes this again." I said.

"Why? Are you gay or something?" She asked.

"No. But I don't want you to use a make out session as a way to cope with your problems. It leads nowhere good."

"What are you? A doctor?" She said, annoyed at being cockblocked twice now.

"No. But I dont want the girl I like to go down the wrong path." I said.

"Is that what I think it is?" She asked.

"And what do you think it is?" I teased.

"You bastard! Can't you confess like a normal person?" She hit my chest playfully as I laughed.

"When have I ever done anything like a normal person?" I asked.

She jumped onto me, knocking me to the ground.

"Baka!" She said, crying.

"Aw c'mon. Not again." I said.

She slapped me lightly.

"I'm just happy alright?" She said, "This is the first time someone has said that back to me! First time someone loved me back, you know?"

"Uh huh? Well, first time for everything right?" I teased.

She nodded.

"How about another first today?" She asked, pulling closer, taking off her shirt.

"I wouldn't be against it." I said, taking off my pants.

"But let's take it to the bedroom first, shall we?" I pointed out.

She nodded, with the cutest blush, as I princess carried her all the way.