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Part 5 of my fanfiction: IzuToga: Shades of Red And Green

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**Location: U.A. Training Grounds**

Two weeks had passed since the heist at the investigation center. Two weeks since Himiko Toga had infiltrated Izuku's life in a way that left him completely unsettled. Her face, her pained expression as she saw Ochako hugging him, stayed with him like a haunting shadow. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t shake the image of her—those desperate eyes that made him feel like he was the only good thing in her world.

He stood in the training grounds, absentmindedly staring at the targets set up for quirk practice. His hands clenched, then relaxed. The sound of his classmates using their quirks, the shouts, and impacts all blurred into white noise. The world felt distant.

"Deku?"

Ochako’s voice brought him back to reality. She stood beside him, her usual bright smile dimmed by concern. "Are you okay? You’ve been… off lately. You know you can talk to me, right?"

Izuku forced a smile, though it didn’t reach his eyes. "I’m fine, really. Just… got a lot on my mind. But I’ll be okay."

Ochako frowned but nodded. "If you ever need to talk, I’m here."

Before their conversation could continue, Bakugo stormed over, his expression a mixture of annoyance and anger.

"What the hell is wrong with you, Deku?!" he barked, grabbing Izuku by the collar. "All you ever wanted was to be a damn hero, and now you’re letting some psycho villain mess with your head? You’re losing focus, idiot!"

Izuku blinked, taken aback by Bakugo’s outburst. The words stung, but they also hit a nerve. He was losing focus. He’d been so caught up in his emotions that he was slipping from his path. Bakugo’s grip tightened, his eyes narrowing. "You’re letting some lowlife villain distract you from your goal! Do you even want to be a hero anymore?"

The words hung heavy in the air. Izuku looked down, guilt washing over him. Maybe Bakugo was right. Maybe he was losing sight of what was important. He needed to clear his head.

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**Location: Teacher's Lounge, U.A. High**

Later that day, Izuku found himself sitting across from All Might in the quiet of the teacher's lounge. His hands fidgeted in his lap, his thoughts jumbled as he tried to explain everything that had been going on.

"I just… I don’t know what to do, All Might," Izuku said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I feel like… like I care about her. Toga, I mean. But she’s a villain. I know that, but…" He trailed off, unable to put his conflicting emotions into words.

All Might placed a hand on his shoulder, his blue eyes kind yet serious. “Young Midoriya,” he began, his tone gentle but firm. “It’s okay to care about people. It’s what makes you who you are. But never forget why you’re here. You want to save everyone, right? That includes people like Toga, but it also means putting your hero work first. You can’t help anyone if you’re distracted.”

Izuku nodded, trying to take the words to heart.

"And besides," All Might added with a chuckle, "I didn’t expect you to have so many girl problems your first year at U.A.! You’re quite popular with the ladies, huh?"

Izuku blushed furiously. "I-I-It’s not like that!"

All Might laughed heartily, the sound easing some of the tension in the room. "Focus on your training, Midoriya. You’re destined to be a great hero, so keep your head on straight."

Izuku left the lounge with renewed determination. He needed to put Toga out of his mind for now. His duty as a hero had to come first.

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**Location: League of Villains Hideout**

Meanwhile, Himiko Toga sat in the corner of the League’s hideout, knees hugged to her chest. The usual glint in her eyes was gone, replaced by a faraway look that unnerved her comrades. Even Twice’s attempts to cheer her up had fallen flat.

Shigaraki, on the other hand, took pleasure in her suffering. “I told you, didn’t I?” he sneered, his voice cutting through the room like a blade. “A hero could never love you, Toga. You’re disposable to them. Just like you’re disposable to us.”

Toga flinched but didn’t respond. She had heard it all before. She knew she wasn’t valuable to them unless she was her usual, chaotic self. But lately… all she could think about was Izuku. The way he’d looked at her with something other than fear or disgust. It confused her.

Shigaraki’s words were like knives, but Toga forced herself not to react. She overheard the rest of the League discussing their next move. They were planning something big, something dangerous. A break-in at U.A. High with the goal of killing Izuku, Bakugo, and Todoroki. They didn’t even bother hiding their plans from her anymore, assuming she was too broken to be a threat.

And the more she listened, the more conflicted she became. Could she really stand by and let them hurt Izuku? Could she watch as the only person who made her feel like she wasn’t completely lost was taken away from her?

When they went out to steal money to fund their scheme, Toga stayed behind. She couldn’t bring herself to join them. Her mind was in turmoil. All she could think about was Izuku—his face, his voice, the way he made her feel like maybe, just maybe, there was good left in the world. And for the first time, she wondered if being a villain was worth it. Would she give it all up just to be near him?

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**Location: Bank **

As the League of Villains carried out their heist, Izuku and the others were there to stop them. A fierce battle broke out, but one thing was missing—Toga. Izuku noticed her absence immediately, his heart sinking.

“Where is she?” he demanded, his voice laced with fear as he faced off against Spinner. “Where’s Toga? What have you done to her?”

Shigaraki smirked, seeing the opportunity to twist the knife deeper. “Oh, didn’t you hear?” he said, his voice mocking. “She was disloyal, so we had to get rid of her. Such a shame… Her last request was to see you one last time before she died. A slow, painful death. So sad.” He chuckled darkly.

Izuku’s heart shattered. His vision blurred with rage, and before he knew it, One for All surged through him uncontrollably. His fists slammed into the ground, sending shockwaves through the entire bank, demolishing it in a single blow.

Todoroki rushed over, grabbing Izuku’s arm. "Midoriya! You have to stop! You’re going to destroy everything!"

The League, terrified by Izuku’s outburst, was forced to retreat. Shigaraki’s mocking laughter echoed in Izuku’s ears as they vanished into the night.

As the dust settled, Izuku collapsed to his knees, tears streaming down his face. "Toga…"

Todoroki and Iida approached him cautiously, trying to offer comfort. Even Bakugo, usually so brash, seemed taken aback by Izuku’s emotional reaction. "Get up, idiot," Bakugo muttered, though his voice lacked its usual bite. "We need to head back."

Izuku nodded weakly, wiping his tears. But the pain lingered. He felt like he had lost something precious.

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**Location: League of Villains Hideout**

Back at the hideout, the League returned, laughing about their successful heist. But when they told Toga what had happened, how they had played with Izuku’s emotions, she felt something she wasn’t used to—guilt.

They had hurt him. Not physically, but emotionally. And it had worked. He thought she was dead.

She played it off, pretending she didn’t care. But inside, it tore her apart. Why did he care so much? Why did it hurt her to know that he was hurting?

Dabi, Shigaraki, and Spinner huddled together, discussing their next plan. The break-in at U.A. High. They talked about how they would separate the teachers from the students, exploiting a weakness in the new security system to attack Izuku, Bakugo, and Todoroki.

Toga listened carefully, her mind racing. She couldn’t let this happen.

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**Location: U.A. Dorms – Izuku's Room**

In the dead of night, Izuku lay in his bed, staring up at the ceiling. Sleep wouldn’t come, no matter how hard he tried. All he could think about was Toga. Was she really gone? Was she dead because of him?

A soft creak from his window startled him. He sat up quickly, his heart racing as a figure slipped into his room. His eyes widened as he recognized her immediately.

"Toga?" he whispered, disbelief and relief flooding his voice.

Toga smiled softly, though her usual mischievous glint was absent. "Izuzu… I came to warn you."

Izuku blinked, trying to process the fact that she was alive and standing in front of him. "Warn me? About what? How did you even get in here?"

Toga sighed, glancing toward the door. “They want to kill you, ‘Wheels,’ ‘Scarface,’ and the angry loud blonde one. Shigaraki’s been planning this for a while, and they think they’ve found a way past the security system. They’re going to separate the staff from the students and attack you three directly.”

Izuku’s heart dropped. The thought of the League coming after him, Bakugo, and Todoroki wasn’t new—but hearing it from Toga’s mouth made it feel more real, more imminent. He took a step closer to her, his voice soft. “Toga… why are you telling me this?”

She looked away, with a face as if her thoughts were empty. For a moment, she hesitated, as if debating whether to speak the truth. But when her eyes met his again, there was a vulnerability in them that Izuku had never seen before.

“Because I care about you, Izuzu,” she admitted quietly, her voice trembling. “I know that probably sounds crazy coming from me, but it’s the truth. I couldn’t just let them hurt you. Not after everything. I… I couldn’t let them kill you.”

Izuku’s breath caught in his throat. His heart pounded as he stepped even closer, his eyes searching hers for answers. “But… after what happened… I thought… you hated me.”

Toga’s gaze softened, a sad smile tugging at her lips. “Hate you? I could never hate you, silly. You’re the only good thing I’ve ever known in this messed-up world. You’ve made me see that there are good people out there, people who care about others. And maybe… maybe I don’t want to be the person I’ve become. Not if it means hurting you.”

Her words hung in the air, and for a moment, neither of them spoke. Izuku’s heart raced as he processed what she was saying. He wasn’t sure how to feel—his emotions were a tangled mess of confusion, affection, and guilt. But one thing was certain: Toga wasn’t just a villain to him anymore.

“Toga…” Izuku began, his voice barely a whisper. “I don’t know much about romantic feelings… or girls in general, but I… I think I have feelings for you too.”

Toga’s eyes widened, her breath catching in her throat. She stared at him, stunned. “Izuzu…”

“I don’t know what this all means,” he continued, his face flushing. “But I know that I care about you. And I don’t want you to get hurt. I want to find a way to protect you, to help you… but I don’t know how.”

Toga smiled softly, stepping closer to him until they were only inches apart. She gently reached out and touched his face, her fingers light against his skin. “You don’t have to know everything right now,” she whispered. “But just knowing that you care… it means everything to me.”

Before Izuku could respond, Toga leaned in and kissed him—softly, tenderly, like she was afraid the moment might break if she moved too fast. Izuku’s eyes widened at first, but then he relaxed, closing his eyes as he kissed her back. It was a moment of quiet amidst the chaos, a brief escape from the storm that surrounded them.

But the moment couldn’t last.

Toga pulled back, her eyes filled with a mixture of longing and regret. “I have to go,” she said quietly, her voice thick with emotion. “If I don’t go back to the League, they’ll know something’s wrong. And they’ll come after me… and after you.”

Izuku’s heart ached. He wanted to stop her, to keep her here where she could be safe, but he knew she was right. If she didn’t return to the League, things would only get worse. “When will I see you again?” he asked, his voice laced with desperation.

Toga looked away, her expression pained. “I don’t know,” she admitted. “After this, I’m going to have to distance myself from them. Maybe go into hiding for a while. But… I’ll come back. I promise.”

Izuku’s chest tightened. The thought of not knowing when—or if—he’d see her again tore at him. “Be careful,” he whispered.

She gave him a small smile, though it didn’t quite reach her eyes. “You too, hero. Don’t do anything reckless.”

Toga turned toward the window, pausing just before climbing out. She glanced back at him one last time, her smile bittersweet. “Warn the staff about their plan,” she said. “But don’t let them know you got it from me. Keep everything discreet.”

Izuku nodded, his throat tight with emotion. “I will.”

And then, with one final look, Toga slipped out the window and disappeared into the night, leaving Izuku standing there, heart heavy with the weight of their shared moment.