By the end of the week, the League was exhausted. Not only were they still adjusting to their new school schedule, but they also had to try and adjust to their new lives.

They were 'good' now, something that was proving difficult to wrap their minds around. They had spent so many years fighting against they very thing they were being forced to become. It wasn't easy by any means.

They didn't want this change in the first place. They didn't have a sudden change of heart. They were given two options and had taken the path of least resistance. Now they had to try and cope with it.

They didn't want to be 'good'. They still had there same mind sets of wanting to destroy all of the heroes and reform the world. That didn't just suddenly go away because someone handed them a high school uniform.

They were just waiting to graduate. Once they graduated, they'd be out of the school and back to there old ways, more careful than the last time. They wouldn't be getting caught again.

If they pros wanted to change their minds and beliefs, sending them to a high school wasn't the best method.

The League was comprised of social outcast. Every single one of them was 'evil' for a reason. They were looked down on, belittled, bullied, all of their lives. It was their driving force to do... well, what they did.

It stopped when they joined together and reeked havoc on the city. They were no longer pushed around and stepped on. They were in control. They had the power.

No one would be able to toy with them ever again.

Until they were shoved right back into the fucked up society they were trying to escape in the first place.

It was torture for the teens. Even if most of them tried to brush it off and act unbothered by the stares, the whispers, the taunts... it was hitting all of them.

Toga only left her dorm to go to class. She wouldn't be caught in the halls without one of her brothers with her. She was falling into a perpetual loop of fear. All over again.

Twice was mocked daily. He didn't have a very dangerous quirk, so most people weren't scared to push him around and poke fun of unique personalities.

With Dabi and Shigaraki, it was different. People were terrified of them, exactly how they wanted it. What bothered them, was the side remarks. The whispers. The rumors. God, the rumors nearly tore Shigaraki apart from the inside out. Dabi was really the only thing holding him together. Not that he was really fairing any better.

When he ran away from his family, primarily his father, he had done so with a reason. He had done it to get away from the hero nonsense that had plagued him his whole life. He didn't want to be there. He didn't want to be around the pros twenty four seven. He couldn't stand to see his brother, knowing that he had abandoned him. That he had ran away from the torture and pressure, pushing it all onto Shoto.

And Izuku... well he was Izuku. He had been raised being bullied, far worse than any of the worthless hero trainees could pull off. He was seemingly unbothered by what was said or done towards him. He was determined to not let them get to him. He wouldn't allow them to have that sort of power and satisfaction.

Until Friday, when he snapped.

Toga, Dabi and Izuku were all walking through the halls heading to lunch. Shigaraki was supposedly already in the cafeteria with Twice, so they weren't worried about either of them.

"This is terrible. I thought high school was supposed to be fun." Toga whined, purposefully avoiding the eyes of other students as they walked. She just wanted to get out of the school relatively unscathed.

Seeing as they were villains, they were held on tight leashes. If they were seen threatening, fighting, or using quirks they could be thrown in jail in a matter of minutes. They had really pushed their luck when they first arrived, but administration (Nezu) had let them off with a warning, chalking it up to them 'just needing time to adjust'. Now they were all on thin ice. They had to take whatever the other students threw at them.

"What the hell gave you that impression?" Dabi said, casting glares around the hall. When the other kids caught his eyes, they would look away. The less eyes on them, the more at ease Toga felt. She'd have to remember to thank him later.

"High Sch-" her explanation was cut off.

"I swear, crazy, if you say High School Musical, I will be going to jail today." Dabi threatened, sending her a glare.

She just smiled at him, full fangs and all. "High School Musical!" She said in a cheery voice.

Dabi suddenly stopped and started walking the other direction. Izuku grabbed his arm, trying to suppress his own giggles. "Where're you going?" He asked.

"To find Eraserhead. I pick jail." Dabi said with a grunt.

They were all still in the habit of calling the pros by their hero names, seeing as up until about a week ago, that's all they knew them by.

Izuku and Toga fell into another fit of giggles. This caused more people to notice them.

"...crazy, all of them..."

"...killers..."

"...murdered his..."

"...what?..."

"...yeah, killed his own mom..."

The whispers caught all three off guard. Apparently the little hero wannabes were getting ballsy. They spoke up, just loud enough for the villains to hear. Whether it was intentional of not... they were dead meat.

"What the hell did you just say?" Izuku snapped, turning his head to send a glare at the students that had been whispering.

The other kids were paralyzed in fear. They could clearly see that they had made a mistake. A grave mistake.

"Izuku, don't-" Dabi tried, but he was brushed off.

"Stay out of it." Izuku hissed at him, not taking his eyes off the kids as he took a few steps closer.

"What. the. hell. did. you. just. say?" Izuku said again, his voice low and dangerous.

The group of kids in question, were two girls and a boy. They boy had been the one to say what had ticked Iuzku off, and now the two girls coward closer to him, obviously thinking he could protect them.

"H-he was just telling us what you did." One of the girls said, seeming to gain her confidence as she clutched to the boys arm.

"Not that it's a secret!" The other girl chimed in, finding her voice to stand up to Izuku with her friend. "Everyone knows that you killed her." She added.

Izuku took deep breaths, trying to calm himself. He couldn't let them win. He couldn't go to jail. Not now.

"I didn't kill anyone." He spat, for once being one hundred percent truthful.

The boy, seeing as he had two cute girls counting on his 'bravery', spoke up. "Don't bother lying. Her murder was all over the news. Everyone knows you killed your own mom. It's what made you snap and join the villains." He said, glancing over Izuku's shoulder at Toga and Dabi. Neither of them were moving. Izuku told them to stay out of it, and they would. Unless he need them.

Izuku flinched his head, as if he had just been hit. He slowly lifted his head, and that's when Toga and Dabi knew they were all about to go to jail.

They still made no move to stop him.

It was his battle and his decision. They would stand by whatever he chose to do. They weren't exactly thrilled with high school anyway. They were ready to get back to beating, tearing, and shredding their way through life.

Izuku's body started to glow with green lightening. The students knew who he was. They knew what the green lightening meant.

The girls screamed and tried to duck behind the boy, who was bracing himself for the hit. Izuku wound up, ready to beat the absolute shit out of all three of them.

Until someone collided into him from the side.

Whoever it was must have had a death wish. They wrapped their arms around him, constricting his movements. The shock of the crash made Izuku lose his concentration, making the lightening flicker out as he tried to recollect his thoughts.

He trashed around in his captures arms. "Let me go! I need to beat the shit out of them! I need to bash their faces out!" He yelled, trying to get out of the arms that bound him.

"You need to calm down." The person that held him said, in what Izuku could only assume was supposed to be a soothing voice, but it was Shoto, so it was still pretty monotone. "If you get caught fighting again, you'll be all out of second chances. Don't throw your life away like this, Midoriya."

Izuku calmed, but just by an ounce. He was still trashing, but it wasn't from anger. Now he was hit with an intense urge to just crawl up into a ball and cry his eyes out. He didn't want anyone to see his break down, but he couldn't stop the tears.

Katsuki was in front of him, Shoto still holding onto him from behind. Toga and Dabi were on either side of Katsuki, trying to get to Izuku, but other students from 2-A were trying to talk them out of it. Shoto was still on babysitting duty, so this was kind of his problem to deal with. That, and 2-A wasn't sure what the other villains would do if they got to Izuku. Would they help him attack students? Would they take him and run?

"Deku, what happened? You've been so unfazed this whole week, why'd you freak?" Katsuki asked, his voice sound more gentle than anyone would have thought him capable. 2-A and 3-A weren't stupid, they all saw how most of the villains were reacting to the other students behavior. They just thought Izuku was the best at ignoring it.

"They said- they said I killed her!" He said, some of his anger returning and he tried getting out of Shoto's arms again.

"Stop it. You have to calm down and tell us what happened, or we won't be able to help you out of this." Shoto said.

Over the past week, Shoto wouldn't say they had gotten close, but Izuku was currently the only other kid in his class he could hold a decent conversation with. Shoto had realized how nice that was and he didn't want to lose the one person he could tolerate anytime soon.

"Who? Who did they say you killed?" Katsuki asked, confused as to why something like that would get to Izuku.

"They said I killed my mom!" He said, fully giving into his sobs.

Katsuki's jaw ticked. He turned his heated eyes from Izuku, up to Shoto. "Get him," he said, motioning his head to Izuku. "And them," he pointed to Toga and Dabi. "Out of here. Take them back to the dorms or something." He instructed. Shoto nodded, knowing Katsuki was probably about to get himself in trouble.

Shoto directed the villains out of the hall and towards the exit. Toga and Dabi complied, but only because Izuku was their top priority.

Katsuki snapped his glare to the three third years that had started the whole mess. To say he was pissed, was an understatement.

No matter what Katsuki heard from the news and other people over the years, he had never, not even for a second, thought Izuku had killed his own mother. Katsuki's own mother had been close friends with Inko, and even she thought the theories about Izuku were ridiculous.

Inko Midoriya had been brutally stabbed to death in her home the summer before Izuku was supposed to start high school. Eye witnesses said they saw Izuku, covered in blood, fleeing the scene. He wasn't seen again for months, until he and the rest of the League attacked the USJ.

People had always thought he had killed her. There wasn't any evidence against him, other than witnesses, so they couldn't even charge him. But that didn't stop the theories and rumors that spread like wildfire.

The third years weren't in the hero course. They were general studies students. They knew who Katsuki was and knew that they were royally screwed if he was mad at them.

"You're dead fucking meat."