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Midoriya sat on his bed for a while, contemplating his options.

Option 1: He could continue spiraling into a deep pit of stress and boredom in the hero school

Option 2: He could run away but that would raise questions that he doesn’t want to answer right now.

Option 3: He could be utterly stupid, go through with this dumbass plan that he came up with, and possibly face death, but hey, he won't be stressed anymore!

Option 3 sounds good.

Laying back on his bed, he grabbed his phone and dialed a number he can only hope he got right. The phone rings a couple of times before the other line picks up.

“Who the hell are you and how did you get this number?” a familiar raspy voice asked through the phone.

“Hi, is this the League of Villains?” Midoriya asked, a little smirk on his face.

“Perhaps. Once again, who are you and why the hell are you calling.”

“Name’s Midoriya Izuku. You may know me from the countless times you’ve attacked my class?”

“Agh you brat. What the fuck do you want??”

“Woah do you kiss your mother with that mouth?” Izuku laughed a little at the offended sputtering on the other side of the line. “Anyways, I’m bored and curious.”

“Curiosity killed the cat you know.”

“And satisfaction brought it back. I was wondering, you think you could kidnap me or something?”

“I’m sorry, hwhat??”

“I’m bored and I wanna see what my classmates would do if I was kidnapped. Last time, when you kidnapped kacchan, the only reason anyone came to get him was that I was going. I’m curious as to what they’ll do if I’m kidnapped and can’t make the plan.”

“Do you have a death wish kid?” Shigaraki’s voice sounded kind of worried.

“Eh, kinda. Plus UA is suuuuppper stressful. It’s like non-stop training and studying and I can’t even say no to anything like that.”

“Give me a second, kid.” Midoriya heard the man mute himself. Probably to converse with the rest of the league.

“What exactly do you plan to get out of us kidnapping you?” A different voice came through the phone. Dabi, probably.

“A break from school and hero life for a little bit. Hear your viewpoints on heroes and stuff. The excitement in life.”

“What do we get out of it?”

“The chance to get through to -words from UA’s principal himself- one of UA’s most analytic minds about your beliefs. You could even try to convince me to join you. Not saying I would but you could try.” silence. “I’ll also bring coffee on my way to your current base.”

“Deal.” a completely different voice came through. Midoriya laughed at the faint ‘KUROGIRI’ coming from the other side.

“You guys are funny. So, how do we go about this?”

“Here’s what we’re gonna do,” Shigaraki’s voice was back. “We aren’t really prepared to attack UA again right now so here’s what we’re gonna do. You are going to leave a note on your bed from ‘us’ saying we kidnapped you and whatever else you want to put in it, then you’re going to sneak out of UA with a couple of things you might need because we aren’t going to separate you from things you need and love especially because you’re asking for this anyway. Then, you are going to come to the location we are going to send you and we'll teleport you to our base.”

“Cool. You guys are like super nice by the way.”

“I- uh- just hurry your ass up kid.”

“Damn fine, I’m on my way.”

Izuku hung up the phone and put a couple of things in his backpack, like a couple of notebooks, pencils, and a stuffed dog he’s had since he was a baby. After he did that, he quickly grabbed a piece of paper and with a pen and using completely different handwriting from what he usually has, he writes a not explaining that the league of villains kidnapped him and that they’ll ‘never see their precious Midoriya again.’

After all that, he locked his door, grabbed his backpack, and exited through the window. When he’s bored on his few days off, he likes to walk around the grounds of UA and he has a tendency to look to all the cameras, so it’s pretty easy for him to avoid them. Though, the wall was tricky to get through.

He stopped at Starbucks and got a few coffees from the list he got from the league and proceeded to head to the coordinates that were sent a moment before.

He stood in the dark alley where he was supposed to meet them and was surprised when he turned around and there was a dark purple portal swirling before him. He stepped through with little apprehension.

“Wassup Fuckers!?” he yelled as he set the coffee on the bar counter. And looked around at the collection of people around him.

There was a blonde girl, probably around his age that he knew as Toga, who looked very excited by his arrival. There was a person with their head completely covered by a mask, Twice perhaps? He looked a little wary of him but also kind of happy. There was a lizard man who looked at him with a skeptical look named spinner. The tall man with burn scars littering his body stapled to himself who called himself Dabi. The mist man, Kurogiri was behind the counter, eagerly grabbing the coffee that he asked for. And then the man himself. Shigaraki.

“I’m going to regret this, aren’t I?” Shigaraki asked no one in particular as he got his coffee, careful not to disintegrate it.

“Probably!” Izku said as he sat on a stool near him, his caramel frappe in his hand.

“I like this one! Can we keep him!?” Toga asked rather loudly.

“As long as he doesn’t cause any trouble he can stay.” Kurogiri laughed.

“I make zero promises!” Izuku smiled widely.

“Say, you’re acting a lot more different than how we thought.”

“Yeah… It’s hard to act like this when one of the people who cause the most of your trauma is constantly around and talking to you and constantly asking about your quirk and stuff.” The stapled man looked at him worriedly. “Honestly y’all act very different than what people expected.”

“Well yeah. Just because we want hero society to fall, doesn’t mean we’re complete assholes.” Shigaraki said as he took another sip of his chocolaty drink, humming in approval of its sweetness.

“Hey, to celebrate the arrival of a new friend, we should do a movie marathon!” Toga yelled excitedly.

“That’s a great idea! I hate it!” Twice yelled.

“Uhm, which one should I listen to?” Izuku asked.

“It’s usually best to listen to the first one. The second voice typically disagrees with whatever the first one says,” Spinner explained.

“Aight cool. And I’m all for a movie marathon. Whatcha got?”
“We’ve got almost all of the Disney movies! And some other stuff too but, Disney!” Toga yelled, grabbing her strawberry drink and heading over to the shelf where they kept the large collection.

“Now that I think of it, I don’t think I’ve ever seen a Disney movie,” Dabi said to the horror of everyone in the room.

“Alright! Disney marathon it is!” Izuku yelled, clapping his hands as he got up. Toga giggled a little bit before dragging him and Dabi over to the couch and pushing them down with such force you wouldn’t expect from a girl her size. The others in the room all gathered around the TV as Toga put in Snow White and the 7 Dwarfs and they all got comfortable.

By the time they were halfway done with their marathon, the majority of people bailed and went to their respective rooms to sleep. Izuku looked around curiously and a little tired. He looked to the only person who seemed slightly stable that was awake.

“Uhm, Where should I sleep?” He asked Kurogiri.

“I’ll have Dabi take you. Dabi. Take him to his room. It should be the one next to yours.”

“Ugh fine. Come on, kid.” Izuku followed the burnt chicken of a man to an actually quite nice room near the end of a hallway. “This’ll be your room.”

“I wasn’t actually expecting a room to sleep in. I am posing as a kidnapped victim.” Izuku said unconsciously.

“Well, you did come here on your own terms, and you brought coffee. You might as well be one of our own.” Dabi explained. ‘That was kind of sweet.’ “Well, I’m heading to bed. Get some sleep, kid. I’ll be in the next room over if ya need me.” Dabi was starting to walk off when Izuku said something.

“You’re a good brother, Dabi. Shoto would be proud.” Dabi paused, a small smile forming on his face before he muttered a quick goodnight and disappeared into his room.

“Well, that went well!” Izuku said to himself as he flopped down on the bed provided for him after closing the door. The room was nice. It was small and didn’t have much, just a bed, desk and wardrobe but it was nice.

Izuku quickly pulled out the stuffed dog from his bag and curled up under the blankets of the surprisingly comfortable bed and he let himself slowly fall asleep.

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Okay everyone, sorry for an author's note-I know you hate it and I hate it too but I really need to ask this question.

I need to know how you guys would like this story to go. I have two routes and they would both have a different ending

Option 1: will definitely end with a sequel that'll have a Villain Rehab storyline

Option 2: Possibility of a sequel but I'm not good at Villain Izuku

Both have Pros and Cons. the first option, I won't get to write a specific part of the story that I find quite funny BUT I'll have an excuse to write a story I've been thinking about a long time but never written before. The Second Option, I'm not good at writing villain Izuku but I'll get to write a very funny scene if you have certain pro heroes.

There is no time limit to tell me what you think I should do! I'll let you all know about the choice when I come to a decision!

Secret 3rd option! I just do whatever the hell comes to mind for the entire book and we see what happens from there!

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Izuku groaned as he woke up. He slowly sat up, popping all of his bones while doing so and wincing at the pain in his side. He blinked lightly as he let all of yesterday’s events come back to his head.

When he completely opens his eyes, he notices the room he’s in. ‘Hmm. So it wasn’t a fever dream after all. Cool,’ he thinks as he gets up and changes clothes. He looks at the time on his phone, surprised he actually got enough sleep for once. That must be a damn good bed.

He leaves his room and heads to the main bar area where most of the others are. Shigaraki was sitting at the bar, Kurogiri was cleaning a glass behind the bar, Toga and Twice were watching tv, Toga was upside down, and everyone else was still in their rooms. Izuku plopped himself on a stool at the bar.

“Are you hungry Midoriya? I made eggs,” Kugrogiri offered with what looked to be a smile.

“Sure! That’d be great! And you don’t have to call me Midoriya or anything. Just call me Izuku!” Izuku smiled as Kurogiri plopped some scrambled eggs on a plate for him.

“Hey, kid,” Shigaraki’s voice was raspier from it being so early. Izuku looked over at him in questioning, mouth full of eggs. Kurogiri is an amazing chef 37/10. “So you’re a hero brat, right?”

“If that’s what you’re calling me, then yeah.”

“What kind of hero do you want to be?” Izuku tilted his head at the unexpected question.

“Well, when I was younger and still full of hope, I wanted to be an underground hero but a villain attack from about a year ago made that an unobtainable dream. So, I guess I have to be a limelight hero now.” Izuku looked down a bit as he finished. “But hey! As long as I can help people, I’m all for it!”

“Why’d that dream become unobtainable?” Toga asked, craning her neck around, still in her upside-down position.

“Well when I was younger, I was quirkless,” Everyone froze when they heard this and Dabi looked over in curiosity from where he just sat down on the couch. “That day, I got trapped by a villain, was saved, then got kinda attacked by the same villain, all while I had been suicide bated and bullied all day and contemplated suicide that day too,” Everyone’s eyes widened a bit. “Needless to say that was a really stressful day and I developed a trauma-induced quirk. That very same day, All Might made me his…pupil and started training me. Told me with my power I now have to be the new symbol of peace and hope. I must be the number one. I can’t fail.” Izuku teared up a little bit as he told the story, obviously modified so he doesn’t give away too much information to the villains.

The villains in the room all observed the slightly sniffling boy as he quickly wiped his tears. “You don’t need to hold yourself to such a high standard, you know,” Dabi said, fake indifference in his voice.

“But I do,” Izuku cried out. “If I don't, he gets angry. And when he gets angry, he takes it out on me.” Izuku’s tears started flowing. Damn those Midoriya genes. He’s lucky he hasn’t died of dehydration. Izuku’s words pissed all of the villains off to no end.

“Who gets angry? Who takes it out on you?” Kurogiri asked. His voice was like venom. It oozed and you know whoever was on the other end of that voice was about to die a horrible death. The voice made the entire room shiver, and Izuku shrunk into himself. He didn’t mean to say that but that’s what happened.

“All Might,” He whispered in a tiny voice.

“Pardon?” Kurogiri heard, he just wanted to make sure he was hearing it right.

“A-All Might,” Izuku said a little bit louder this time. The room went deadly silent. You could hear the breathing of everyone in the room. Because how could someone known as the ‘Symbol of Peace’ do that to a child. This child in particular? At that moment, all of the villains somehow simultaneously had the same thought…

If anything happens to Izuku, I will kill everyone in the vicinity and then myself.

“Alright. No more crying. It’s too early in the morning to cry,” Dabi said as nonchalantly as he could.

“Yeah, Izu-chan! I still have questions to ask you and you can’t answer if you’re a teary-blubbering mess!” Toga exclaimed, obviously trying to lighten the mood. Izuku gave a little laugh at her enthusiasm. He laughed even more when he saw Twice push her off the couch.

“Okay, Toga-chan! What do you want to ask me?” Izuku giggled out, wiping the tears from his face as his mood changed completely.

“What’s your favorite Disney movie? What’s your favorite color? Do you like knives? What kind of tea do you like? Do you like dressing up? Would you help me dress everyone else up? Have you ever put on makeup? What kind of people are you into? Do you like blood? What kind of movies do you watch?” Himiko rapid-fire shot questions at him. If he didn’t have that mumbling habit, he would have a hard time understanding her.

“Aristocats or Rescuers. Pastel purple. Yes. Lemon, Yes. Absolutely. Yup. Nice ones, I guess. It depends. Kids movies, Horror movies, and action movies,” Izuku answered each one.

“Coolcoolcoolcoolcool,” Toga got excited. Her new friend was great.

“How the hell did you understand her?” Handjob- Shigaraki asked him. “No one can understand her when she talks that fast.”

“I-uh have a habit of mumbling really fast, so I know how to understand quick speaking.” Izuku looked a bit embarrassed.
“Ooh! Ooh! Kurogiri! Can we keep him!?” Himiko was jumping around a lot for it being ten in the morning.

“He can stay as long as he wants to. I do not mind his presence,” Kurogiri said happily. He liked the kid and hoped he would stick around a while.

Izuku sent a blinding smile his way as Himiko squealed and dragged him off to her room.

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In the chaos that is the mornings, Class 1A did not happen to notice the absence of their classmate. To be honest, most of them didn’t really care.

They all noticed, however, when Mr. Aizawa called roll and he wasn’t in his seat.

“Has anyone seen Midoriya?” Mr. Aizawa asked tiredly. He had a long patrol last night.

“Come to think of it, I have not today, sir!” Ida yelled while doing his hand motions. Jesus, does he ever shut the hell up?

“I can call him if you want, sensei,” Momo, the ever so reasonable one offered. She got a nod and called Midoriya’s cell phone. It rang for a little bit and then stopped. She called once again and the same thing happened. “He’s not answering, sensei,” She announced.

“Then he’s probably asleep or sick or something. I’ll have someone go and check on him,” Mr. Aizawa said as he brought out his phone to message the staff. He quickly asked for someone to go check to see if Midoriya is okay in his room and shut his phone off when he got a thumbs-up emoji from All Might. Old sot. “Now, today we will-”

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All Might was angry. His successor seemed to be slacking off. After responding to the message from Aizawa, he set off to have a… conversation with Midoriya.

Once he got to the boy’s room, he knocked quite loudly. When he didn’t get an answer, he knocked again, louder this time. When once again he got no answer, he started yelling.

“IZUKU MIDORIYA! GET OUT HERE! WE CAN NOT HAVE YOU SLACKING OFF LIKE THIS!” He got no answer. “YOU BETTER GET OUT HERE RIGHT NOW OR I’M COMING IN.” Once again, no answer. “ALRIGHT! I’M COMING IN, KID!” And so, he took his key that he made as a replica of MIdoriya’s key, and opened the door to find, an empty room.

And a note lying on his bed.

The man snatched the note before running to Aizawa’s classroom. “He wasn’t in his dorm room, but there was a note on his bed!” Ass Mig- I mean All Might said as he barged into the classroom.

“What does it say?” Sero asked.

“I don’t know, I didn’t read it.” That just got the man blank stares from everyone.

“Give that to me. I’ll read it,” Aizawa snatched the paper from his hands already tired of that day.

TO HEROES
WE HAVE TAKEN YOUR PRECIOUS HERO BRAT. SHOULD YOU COME TO LOOK FOR HIM, LET’S JUST SAY IT WILL END BADLY FOR YOU AND HIM. WE’LL BE WATCHING.
-THE LEAGUE OF VILLAINS

The whole class was in shock. That was one of their classmates! “Does anyone have his location on his phone?” Mr. Aizawa asked almost frantically. Despite what many think, Shota Aizawa cares deeply for his kids. Why do you think he’s so hard on them? He wants to make sure they don’t die out in the field.

“No, his location is turned off,” Kirishima said. He was worried. It’s Midoriya! He’s so nice and heroic and totally manly. And he helped save Bakugo!

“Damn,” Aizawa cursed under his breath. This will be harder than he thought. “All Might, stay here with the students. I’m going to go talk to Nezu.” And with that order, Aizawa speed walked to the office.
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Izuku was actually having fun. Right now, he and Toga were sitting on the floor in Toga’s room while she painted his nails. He was giggling as the slightly older girl told him stories of funny things the others in the league had done.

“Y’know, I think I might be non-binary,” Toga said as Izuku’s giggles died down again. The younger cocked his head to the side a bit. He’s like a puppy, Toga thought.

“What does that mean?” He asked genuinely.

“You don’t know? Well, it means my gender doesn’t fit in with just boy or girl. Some people who are non-binary use different pronouns than their birth gender like they/them, xe/xem, and a long list of neo pronouns I don’t know enough about to give you the talk of. Some non-binary people use multiple sets of pronouns like I wanna try. I think I want to use she/her and they/them pronouns,” Toga explained. Izuku looked down in thought.

“So... It’s not bad? It’s okay to feel like that?” Izuku asked in a small voice. Toga’s eyebrows knit together in concern.

“Yeah… Did someone say it wasn’t?” They asked softly.

“All Might…” The young boy whispered as he thought of one conversation he had with the “hero” while training for UA.

“What if I didn’t feel like just a boy?” Izuku asked small might as the younger pushed a refrigerator through the sand.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” The older man asked.

“Well, I don’t think I’m just a boy. Like, I heard some people talking about going by they/them and I just thought-” The teen was cut off by Toshinori.

“That is some very bad stuff, young Midoriya. There are only two genders! Male and female! Just two!” All Might exclaimed.

Izuku was brought out of the mini flashback when a hand touched his and he was met by a concerned-looking Toga. “Are you okay Izu-chan?” she asked gently. He nodded.

“Just a bit confused I guess,” He replied. Toga nodded in understanding.

“I get it. Do ya wanna go show your nails off to the other league members?” They asked with excitement. She did his nails beautifully. They were all pastel purple but the two middle ones were painted a dark purple and had a glitter top coat on them.

“Hell yeah. Let’s go!” Izuku said as he pulled the older to their feet and out the door.