Shoto X Izuku Novels & Stories

Shogo was overjoyed and had been playfully teasing Natsu, making his eyes widen with delight. "His eyes are just like Nidaime’s. Sandaime doesn’t resemble him as much, but little Natsu-chan has Nidaime’s face too." Akiko could only smile at the comment and deliberately avoided letting Shogo get a closer look at his eyes. Akiko knew that Natsu’s eyes closely resembled her own, which would make explaining her relationship with Masaki a bit tricky. Akiko had fully understood why she had to become Ishida—following Kenji’s explanation that Hayato was Ishida. Akiko had no issue with the change, especially since she didn’t want to be called Sandaime everywhere she went.

She's the only one who can comfort me, make me believe that there was a future where peace reigns and evil subsided. I walked next to him, placing my hand on his chest as I comforted him. "I can be your comfort then. I will make you believe all again that there's more to the realm than these endless wars." He held up a smirk. "And how would you do that?" We kept eye contact, watching our every move. My hands found his neck, and I wrapped them behind him. "I will cherish you, Ryu." I planted a soft kiss on his lips, arching back to see how stunned he looked.

Tatsuhiko, a Yakuza. “You bastard!” the shooter shouted, raising his weapon again. “I’ll kill you!” In a blink, Isis was in front of him. His katana pierced flesh, thrust through and anchored to the wall behind him. “Stay right there,” Isis said, his voice calm but deadly. He turned to Mr. Tatsuhiko. “You’re unarmed,” he observed. “I underestimated you,” Tatsuhiko said, maintaining composure. “But a noble warrior doesn’t kill an opponent without a weapon.”