Don't worry I am on the process of updating my other fics. Tododeku love is needed! And Everyone just keeps interrupting. Reviews are appreciated!

Edit: I re-edited the fic and just a warning, there's more use of vulgarity!

When All-Might said that the best heroes tended to butt their noses into everything, Todoroki undermined his meaning of 'everything'. Or perhaps it was just that everyone at U.A. tended to take his words of wisdom to a whole another level to become better heroes.

Though really, he did not see how applicable that was in cases like this.

Into the start of their second year, he finally decided after two months of secret practices with the bedroom mirror, he would reveal his feelings for that freckled, green ball of cute mess that had been sending his heart for a ride down roller coasters.

He called Midoriya to meet a little way down from the school's back gate where U.A. security cameras could not really capture them, to come alone and the boy did. He was as usual, tensed and slightly nerved, thinking it might be something world-changing and villains. After all, it was a first that Todoroki would call him up to meet at an usually deserted spot.

It's definitely big, Todoroki thought. And definitely more important than that Shigaraki Tomura or that Villain mastermind whom they never really managed to catch. But of all these could be put aside. For now.

Midoriya then came to a realisation after Todoroki stared at him silently for a bit now, with that mellow gaze and a small, shy smile. Immediately, he blushed madly, hands dancing madly and stuttering something incoherent along the way. His breaths, now more noticeable, constantly fogging in the cold as his hands played with the ends of his school uniform.

Ahh…so cute. Todoroki's mental commentary played out once more. Something inside him urged him to move his hand up.

He felt that his ears were red as he reached for the other's hand.

-Click-

Click? He registered the sound.

Todoroki paused in his actions as he turned to the bushes. He was starting to hear hushed chatters. Midoriya noticed them as well, his face still an unusual hue of deep red.

"-they spotted us already!"

"We have to scram out of here."

Without second thought, Todoroki unleashed his flames onto the bushes. Kaminari and Ashido jumped out, screaming hot before diving into the snow. They then looked up rather sheepishly.

"A-Ashido said that you guys were confessing-oof!" A flushed Kaminari got interrupted by a sudden punch to the stomach.

"It's nothing!" The pink haired, pink skinned girl chirped a little too excitedly. "We're just passing along and you looked really serious when talking to Midoriya."

She giggled a little before continuing. "So we decided to go into the bushes as not to disturb you!"

Kaminari then turned to Midoriya and with all innocence, asked. "Though Midoriya, why are you so red?"

The boy in question lost himself in a world of words he tried to choke out as Ashido started small bouts of laughter.

Todoroki was very annoyed now, which was to be expected.

It was his first flipping confession.

"Midoriya just feels a little warm. I think you guys feel a little warm too, no?" Todoroki said as he pushed Midoriya back. Instantly, the duo shuddered as the air around him froze, very much literally as it was figuratively.

The next morning, Nedzu was seen briefly wondering why the plants near the back school gate were all frozen up.

The second time, they were in the library.

Todoroki was trying to ask Midoriya out from a date. He conducted all really smoothly, managed to bring him into the library for a reading session, away from his usual group of friends who stuck to him like fruit flies and first-year fans.

He and Bakugou had their own share of diehard fans. But, it was still unexpected how crazy the first years were about 'Deku', Midoriya's hero identity, after managing to enrol in the same school as that hero and soon finding out his true identity who, according to the tales of the media, utterly bashed the Villain association's ultimate Noumu creation like a squashed bug.

Bakugou actually scoffed at that statement. Fucking Deku ain't that shitty, he said. It was probably the most uncharacteristic and nicest compliment he ever gave about Midoriya.

True, Todoroki thought.

What they did not know was that, Midoriya actually drove his fist through that bastard's skull into the next fucking millennium, after All-Might's close encounter with death.

And Todoroki knew it was not embellishment in every case.

U.A.'s library was the horror of every remedial student and heaven to any book nerd. However, being hero school training young heroes, majority were rarely reading enthusiasts, saved for Midoriya, who had done it all out of hobby and habit. Todoroki, as well. His father used to force three books of different non-fictional subjects on him every day.

Hence, they were often library buddies.

"Midoriya." And said boy flushed a little at the call of his name as he quietly ducked his face behind the thick book. Todoroki felt his cheeks flaring up as his fingers drummed on the table. "Want to, you know, go out-?"

There was a clatter of books as both saw Iida, Tokoyami and Shouji from the bookshelf behind them. Apparently, they had been here on some assignment. Todoroki knew they weren't people who would waste their good time spying. Tokoyami was shaking his head, as Shouji looked distraught, his arms fiddling all over while Iida rigidly picked up fallen books and moved mechanically back into the aisle.

A series of whispers soon burst out. Todoroki felt like rolling his eyes. U.A.'s library, famously known to have almost no student to reside in it, hence could qualify as the quietest place on earth. There was no reason why Todoroki could not hear a bunch of flustered, trying-to-be-soft kind of whispers.

"Do you think we interrupted-"

"I don't believe it! This is almost like an anime where we-"

"This is very rude…"

"But it was true after all, that they were going-"

"I was thinking that Kaminari and Ashido were sprouting bull-"

Midoriya was blushing till the end of day, burying his face into the books and scrawling down some unreadable notes.

"W-we're studying… Just studying." He mumbled somewhat. Todoroki chose to ignore them. They were too caught up in their thoughts anyway. He quickly leaned towards Midoriya and whispered in his ear.

The green haired individual added his another layer of red and Todoroki pondered in mild amusement how his little tomato had not collapsed yet.

Though to say, he was still very irritated at Tokoyami's shadow peeking out (he forgot about that little bugger during the heat) and cackling at their little interaction. He then sent a mini-fireball in its way, causing Iida then to swerve the topic and lecturing on how quirks were only allowed in the school open fields and under the teacher's supervision. The others just shrunk back into looking for research books.

That was for the best, for now.

Only he then saw Shinsou waving somewhat with a devious grin at the far end of the hall. He then wondered how long that red-head, dark eyed, shrewd and probably-had-not-slept-for-a week arse-hole had been there.

He wasn't trying to talk bad about that General Department's star kid or anything. But for all he knew, that guy enjoyed playing around with Midoriya with his mind-control techniques. More than once, they got a little too close for his liking.

Todoroki did not like that.

He squinted his eyes. Shinsou's actions vexed him more when he came over, causally plopped a gentle hand on Midoriya's head and greeted the flustered other. He ended dragging the green-head out of the library in less than five minutes.

It did not stop there.

Sunday and his third date. The first two had gone relatively smoothly, but it was only to the movies. Todoroki wanted something more, and he nearly collapsed from his swivel chair on a Friday night when Midoriya invited him to the amusement park, lunch and dinner.

He really did collapse when Midoriya added a 'good night' text, causing his sister to frantically knock on his door. It took him an hour to assure her he was fine, because Todoroki Shouto, never collapsed from his seat.

A lovesick Shouto was another case.

"So I g-got the t-tickets." Midoriya stammered as he handed one out to Todoroki, in which the other cannot help repressing a smile.

Midoriya, contrary to almost anything about him other than his looks, disliked thrilling rides. Todoroki wondered how Midoriya was so often fearless when he was flung a few good ten feet or more into the air, no safety restraints whatsoever, while here he was, not being able to withstand a roller-coaster ride. Though he felt more at bliss than thrill, since Midoriya ended up grabbing his arm and burying his face onto his shoulder every time the plunge came.

Midoriya was also weak to haunted houses, where he ended up using One-For-All Full Cowl and bolted out of the place in less than fifteen seconds. He apologised to Todoroki afterwards, but honestly the red-white duel coloured haired boy didn't particularly mind.

When they settled down for lunch, Todoroki sensed the foreboding he had since his confession. He quickly darted his eyes around. True enough, he spotted his three classmates avoiding eye contact with him about two tables away from them. Yaoyorozu, Hagakure and Jirou sipping what looked like milkshakes and having fries.

Yaoyorozu, being his partner and all for most team-ups, was dancing her gaze back and forth her drink and his eyes, looking unsure as if she was to approach him or not. She brushed her hair away from her face by reflex as she sourced from some sort of reaction from the two other girls, even if Hagakure was invisible. Now that being said, Todoroki had no idea what the invisible girl was thinking, but he assumed that it might be some form of fan-girling, judging from how her skirt was bouncing up and down rigorously. Jirou, on the other hand, looked amused as she pulled out the mobile in her pocket.

For all Todoroki knew, her smile seemed even some sort like a classic villain with his all too diabolical plan. Todoroki sighed as he pulled Midoriya away, who had just seen the menu. He then suggested to the confused other that they would go out to town and have lunch instead, with more economical food choices and stuff, as amusement parks' food stalls were mainly daylight robbery done legal.

Midoriya was happy to obliged. Well, Todoroki noted, that he actually obliged to everything Todoroki says, always blushing and a little jumpy on his toes. The taller put a hand over his face, trying to hide the welling urge to grin.

"T-Todoroki…" Midoriya said so suddenly that the half red, half white head individual skidded to a halt and nearly fell over comically.

"Yes?" Todoroki beamed; he actually did, like a lovesick schoolgirl staring at her high school crush in the flesh. The sentence was not wrong, other than mentioned gender, in this sense. The boy felt as if he was giddy from all the love, and Midoriya was starting to look unusually brighter every day.

"C-Can w-we h-hold hands properly?" Midoriya looked as if he was about to die suggesting this, pale faced, trembling tone and all. Though his left hand, the one with lesser scars, pulled himself from Todoroki's hold and instead held his cold right instead, warming it up. Todorki felt the lines on the calloused palm, running thick and thin, his pinkie's bone structure a little out of place.

"S-Since you were a-always holding m-me and stuff so I thought…" The hero was turning to another unnatural flush of red and he started to rock back and forth. Todoroki had to prevent his cap and sunglasses from falling before his face was revealed by some annoying paparazzi tailing them.

It was possible, because everyone from U.A. complained how the media stalked them home and back, just to find out who the 'Deku' really was. They finally stopped after much ethic debate from the public on teenagers' emotional growth and privacy rights, but Todoroki just wanted to play it safe for now.

He must had been lost in his thoughts for so long, because Midoriya was starting to tear up, asking questions if he had annoyed Todoroki with his request. Todoroki shook his head and was about to hug him when he saw heads ducking away from behind the benches.

Again? Had the girls stalked them?

He pulled away from the warm touches, mentally cursing and the image of stabbing cupid while Midoriya shook his head despondently and moaning shame-faced, that people had seen him acting like an idiot.

"Who's there?" He growled and he might sound quite feral as they jumped from behind the benches, apologising.

"Sorry, we're just passing haha!" Class 1-B's and re-elected president again, Kendou, laughed awkwardly as pulled her pony tail behind her.

"This is what everyone seems to say these days." Todoroki muttered in anger, as he placed his palm over his face. There was the faint wisp of smoke and he knew he might have accidentally burnt a bit of his shirt.

"Ha-ha! So now class A also has gay love occuring-" Kendou slapped the other guy, Monoma on his head before Todoroki decided actually carried out his body disposal plans.

En route to villain-ism by conducting villainous acts and moral contradictory for a righteous hero, this was starting to drive him up the wall. He thought again, it would drive anyone up the wall.

He then slowly switched his gaze onto Shiozaki, who looked as if she did not want to be seen, apologised as well and helped her classmate to lift the unconscious body with her thorned hair. They disappeared rather quickly and suddenly he felt two hands grabbing at his arm.

"Todoroki, your shirt!" Midoriya was shrieking in shock, as he placed a wet fabric against Todoroki's arm to prevent small flames from sparking and licking anything around which was flammable. The last thing he wanted was for Todoroki to get possibly hurt and damaging U.A.'s (godlike, in his opinion) name.

On the other hand, Todoroki inhaled slowly. So, he was burning his shirt after all.

After that, Todoroki realised that there were either strange, expectant-filled or muffled red faces everywhere he went around in U.A. with Midoriya. The boy, more than not, was oblivious to these things.

It really was like he placed his 120% senses into crime-fighting and Pro-Hero. Todoroki thought that he must have done a good job out there for actually managing to get his feelings through that, Bakugou's term, "nerd head" and having the boy reciprocate them.

Technically what drove him to do that was when he heard Uraraka's silent mumble to Asui one day after school, that Midoriya could not accept her feelings because he already liked someone.

"He already liked someone."

Todoroki paused. Midoriya looked up at him worriedly. "Midoriya, when you said you liked someone before…"

Midoriya flushed slightly, as he tried to hide his gaze from the shadow of his fringes. "I-I wouldn't go out with someone h-half-heartedly…"

He then hiccuped mid-sentence and dashed to the vending machine for drinks, stumbling twice in the process.

Todoroki meanwhile, felt his heart stopped for a moment before the explosion of ice and cold, marshmallows, rainbows and unicorns churned inside him. Only a sharp familiar voice did a nice slice through in his thoughts.

"-he really has a funny expression on his face. So whatever Yaoyorozu said was true after all? I mean not that I discriminate or anything…" The voice, so obviously and obnoxiously at times (and now it was one of those times), Mineta's. It remained flabbergasted. "And I thought Bakugou's the potential one…"

"I think you're a little too loud." Sero's.

"Plus, how could Midoriya reject Uraraka and date him? Uraraka's sizes are near perfect! Is he even a man?" Mineta cried somewhat exasperatedly.

"Todoroki's sizes are perfect as well!" Sero interjected. "I mean, if not, why are the girls swooning over him? He doesn't come to them, they come to him!"

"Wait. If we spread that, doesn't that mean the elimination of two popular candidates? I mean it's tough enough being popular out there with class 1-A's 'Shittenou' (translated to roughly 'Great Four'). Now it'll be just 'Nittenou' ('Ni' being two, hence 'Great Two')." Mineta cackled a little wildly.

"Shittenou?" Sero echoed.

"Yup, what everyone seemed to term the top four in our class. Iida, Midoriya, Todoroki and Bakugou; recently it Momo-chan and Tsuyu-chan also may be also considered a candidate!"

"Huh?"

Todoroki then heard a whack as Mineta's voice grew louder. "Don't you ever read the school's forums for 'Secret Confessions'? Now that I think of it, that bastard Todoroki's forum is filled with love confessions every day!"

"I am sorry to interrupt now. But may I please ask why are we here, or why am I here for the matter? It's extremely rude to be…" Todoroki recognised the voice to be Ojiro's, feeling it laced with guilt and reluctance.

"We're finding concrete evidence! And you promised me, didn't you?" Another whined. Hagakure's. He heard Ojiro's somewhat resigned sigh. That guy was unusually relenting when it came to her.

Invisible girl again. Goodness, who knows how many times had she spied on them and he probably would not even know.

Honestly, even up till now, where it should have been obvious, Todoroki's still having his usual hull of eighty to hundred letters mailed to him every day. He occasionally got one or two under his desk and lots of chocolates when it came to valentines.

He just rubbed his temple, mumbling calming religious texts (if there were any) as he walked to the corner. The four just made an 'uh-oh' face, other than invisible girl, because Todoroki could never see her, before scampering away with Ojiro apologising very profusely.

"We're collided and fell onto one another!" Sero lied and it was a bad one at that, as he ran. "So we hadn't really seen anything!"

Midoriya came back, only to freak out again because Todoroki's face resembled blackness.

And really, it just didn't stop there.

As crudely and blatant he could put it, it fucking escalated.