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“Please… mercy… please.” A man in his twenties dressed in a non-descriptive hoodie and pair of pants cried as he was held to the ground. Blood dripped to the ground, creating a puddle of crimson beside his body and partially staining said man’s clothes as his hoodie was still draped over his head.
“If you are asking not to be killed, rest assured that I will not do such a thing. I however will not overlook what you have been doing and planning.” The younger handsome green haired man in a butler outfit replied to the suspicious looking man below him.
This younger man is Izuku Midoriya, the loyal confidant, butler, and open lover of Momo Yaoyorozu. The last one made no sense how it happened and why it was allowed by her parents. He was not worth her time and he was employed to take care of her. This could lead to a horrible chain of reaction that could forever hurt her relationship and put him on the streets if one of them changes their feelings. Though that musing was relevant. Right now he is currently waiting for police to arrive to pick up this man. A man who planned to kidnap and violate his mistress in unspeakable ways.
Months ago he had spotted the man on a excursion outside of the Yaoyorozu Mansion to a place that his mistress Momo enjoyed to high heaven. It is quite a middle of the road local restaurant that would never make it into the same level of their chiefs. Yet, they couldn’t replicate the enjoyment and pleasure that having that restaurant’s burgers seemed to bring to his precious woman. Which meant he’d gladly take her every time it seemed appropriate to do so. Sometimes as a reward, sometimes as a pick-me-up, and or sometimes for a special event. This particular outing was to celebrate her getting into the famed UA. Her parents were planning to come but, bless their unfortunate souls, a villain stopped all air travel for a week straight in the country they had been in at the time. Even with that they celebrated most joyously as they had their meals. Towards the very end of their time together that night, Izuku became very angry and protective of Momo. This was due to the very same evil man. The butler could feel the man’s terrible lust radiate off him as his mistress enjoyed herself and celebrated through the night. Izuku then figured out who he was and went through his history and monitored him. Allowing him to figure out the man. Which gave the butler a view of this man’s evil fantasies and the stalking that he’d been indulging in. Stopping any potential wrongdoing from occurring.
How did he notice you might ask? Well, it has to do with his quirk.
Say you were close friends with his master family and decided to ask them what his (Izuku’s) quirk was, they’d give the wrong answer. Not because they were trying to mislead you or didn’t trust you, it was because the youngest Yaoyorozu’s confidant lied to them. In other words they didn’t know his actual quirk, because in truth it was one he despised and hid with all his might. He was not proud of the ability given and predestined to him at the age of four. Its name is the King of Desire. At least that is the fairly accurate name he gave it. This quirk’s basic function was to augment his body to help empower his ability to achieve a desire’s goal. Where this quirk starts to make itself potent is related to the strength of the user’s desire. The stronger they want, the more potent the augmentation. This quirk also gives him the ability to sense the desires of others. Mostly if he searches for it. It however had an additional function to it that allowed him to distinguish the desires of those competing for what he wanted. Which allowed him to find the creep he had prepared for arrest.
King of Desire is a very powerful quirk, at least in the hands of Izuku. He at a young age had very powerful desires, making it quite a potent weapon within the hands of the user. One was to be accepted by his peers who often ignored him. Another was to follow and stay good friends with those he thought to be friends. The final and most important for the boy at the time was to be a hero like All Might. Of course these powerful wholesome wants couldn’t empower the ability until he manifested it but they still existed and would be quite a boon for the power of his quirk. Say they remained, Izuku could have cracked the top ten heroes. He would not be able to beat All Might but he’d definitely give Endeavor a run for his money if not outright surpass him if he trained his body and discipline hard enough as the desire remained. It unfortunately is no longer a possibility. It died alongside the murder of his mom’s killer. Specifically when he killed the man himself, when he deemed his dream a folly when he committed a crime of the most evil variety. A sin a hero should never carry unless it was needed. Yet he committed to the action within a spur of a moment. Without a second thought until it was too late; when he had hands stained in oxygen filled human blood.
He ran away, confused, homeless, traumatized, and worst of all he was without purpose. Without a desire beyond living. That time was the closest he ever came to losing all will within himself. It was the closest he ever had gotten to laying on the ground and sleeping till his life was snuffed out by the cruel world. He had a hole that needed to be filled as his previous wants were denied. He filled it for a while with knowledge both on basic elementary and middle school knowledge, how to survive and avoid trouble, and to find a purpose though reading many varieties of books in the library. This of course strengthened his brain making his intelligence one of his greatest resources. Even to this day.
Somehow he got by without being too horribly tortured by the streets of Japan. His only true ailment was starvation, though he was lucky to come off so easy. Especially considering meals were made up of trash thrown out by restaurants. Luck was further shown with how he had few hygiene products to take care of himself. It would have been almost certain death for any other child. He had his will power and his quirk to thank for such a feat. Thanks to his ability to survive he found the family of his beautiful, wonderful, and brilliant mistress. It allowed him to defend Momo while her parents fought off the rest of the goons with contemptuous ease. It gave him a home and a person he’d never want to separate from again. It gave him a person to care for. To be a friend for. To be a lover for. Even now he thanked the world for allowing him to hear words he’d thought impossible to be directed towards him from his beloved Momo.
“I love you, Izuku.”
Even now it takes all his will power to not do a great many things with his mistress. It took much strength to not go find and destroy the LoV for nearly making Momo view the world he had once lived in (the underbelly of society) far too early. It took all his force of will to not ask for a marriage from his woman so he could have his way with her in bed. So on and so forth. It truly was a curse of the worst kind for a person with the quirk he possessed. He had to put all his personal desires on the side. He had to control his quirk as to not allow lust to over take him. To find methods to cope so he could put her needs before his own. To take care of her without exploiting her. To protect her and give her a place where she could rest. After all it was his duty as a butler for the woman he adores.
“Hello, sir butler, are you there?” A familiar voice called down the alleyway he currently occupied. “This is Tabata Kazuo from the police.”
“I’m here.” Izuku said as he was woken up from his long consuming thoughts.
“Ah, there you are!” The policeman Midoryia knew quite well said to him. “Sorry it took us so long. We had another situation to deal with and we weren’t sure which alleyway you were in.”
“It is quite alright.” The butler said being unaware of the time that passed by. “At least he is being apprehended and put where he belongs.”
Soon the green haired man got off of the older man below him as two police officers grabbed him and dragged the filth away as he whimpered like a dog being taken somewhere he didn’t want to go.
“That is quite a way to look at it.” Tabata said a bit amused at his very familiar acquaintance. “Well to make up for lost time I’ll fill out the reports I can for you. I will also take your account and the other information you collected on the hard drive you mentioned before.”
He of course compiled and completed all that was necessary to get out of there. He really wanted to see his mistress. As luck (or creepy planning from the arrested man) would have it, the woman he had thought of passed by from eating at that ramen stand with her friends.
Soon a smile crept onto his face. He had the overwhelming need to embarrass her at that moment. So like a Cheshire cat stalking behind an unaware human he got close without notice before getting close to her ear and whispering:
“You should pay attention, mistress. You might otherwise get caught by someone besides me, my love.”
Suddenly Momo jumped forward with fright and embarrassment. This panicked her accompanying female friends that she made in UA. All the while Izuku laughed a hardy mischievous laugh.
Soon Momo recovered her mental balance. Moments after she turned and fumed at her butler.
“YOU JERK!” She yelled in a most indignant and annoyed manner, “WHY DID YOU HAVE TO DO THAT?”
“I don’t know what you mean. I only spoke the truth.” He said calmly and as if he didn’t cause her to jump like a deer running from a mountain lion.
“YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN!” She growled before finally calming down and putting herself. At this point her friends gawked and giggled at her. They’d never seen such a thing from their close friend. Especially a scene as bizara as this. Which caused quite a bit more embarrassment to seep into the rich girl’s whole body. This led to Momo giving one more pointed remark “We’ll talk about this later at home.”
She then walked away without acknowledging his enjoyment of the situation and gesturing her very curious friends along and away from her most loved devious butler to a different location. Most likely to shop and to get away from the place where they interacted.
He smiled at the sight of her walking with friends. It had not been that long ago when he was her one and only friend. What a pain that must have been, but at least she has them now. He turned away and walked to his awaiting car. Musing to himself how even angels weren’t perfect.