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"Well I was wondering why they didn't give You these..."

Yuga sighed as he remembered back when he Did have them, he knew they were uncomfortable, and felt bad seeing these two wearing them. "Well let me say something before I answer that... I wanted to know what your quirks did, no need for the names though."

"Huh, why not the names?"

"Already know 'em, you have Zero Gravity and you have something curious..." He pointed to Uraraka then Midoriya who immidiately shook his head. "Ah, a secret huh? Ah well, Ill ask later about that then."

"W-well my quirk lets me negate all gravity on an object but using it too much makes me through up..."

"My quirk grants me super strength but if I use too much of it I break my bones."

Yuga took in the information and kept it in his memory. "Alright, well heres the reason then. They only put the cuffs on people who pose a threat to them. You," He pointed to Uraraka, "Don't really need them because though your quirk is useful, it poses no threat." He tapped the cuffs and they disappeared into his hand as small beads. "On the other hand, Midoriya Your quirk would allow for an easy escape so I cant break your cuffs unless you want to die here and now. I can do this for you however..." He tapped Midoriya's cuffs and loosened them enough so that they weren't an nuisance.

"T-thanks... but why don't you have them? Your quirks would allow for an easy escape too right?" Midoriya asked.

"Well thats because I don't want to escape." The others looked shocked at his answer. Who wouldn't want to escape captivity. Seeing their confusion he decided to change his answer a bit. "Right let me retry that, I don't want to escape because who will be here to protect the new people who are taken in here. I don't want that to happen again..." He said referencing the fourteen other kids that died from his past.

"Thats very heroic of you Yuga..." Uraraka placed a hand on his shoulder making him look up at her. She smiled at him.

"Ya know you guys both have beautiful smiles?" He said making them both blush.

"T-thank you Yuga! I think your smile is wonderful too!" They both said together after receiving such a wholehearted comment from this person who they both now looked up too. Yuga laughed at the display of thanks from the two of them. His kind hearted laughter only spurred the other two into laughing with him.

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They laughed and talked together for quite some time until their supper came and Yuga split his food again much to the embarrassment of Uraraka who also caved to his determination like Midoriya had. After they finished they continued talking about their past. What surprised Yuga the most was the fact that they were both 1-A students from his dream school UA from his childhood.

"Im sure they would let someone like you in Yuga! You have such amazing abilities and a kind soul, the perfect things for a hero! Actually, you kinda remind me of Deku kun here! Now that I think about it, you two look really similar too!" Uraraka pointed out. Midoriya and Yuga looked at each other, and blinked before simultaneously saying,

"We really do!"

Uraraka burst out laughing and rolled on the floor. She stopped partway through as a small box was shoved threw a cat flap part of the door. Midoriya and Uraraka looked at it and then back to Yuga who was smiling.

"Its here finally."

"What exactly is it Yuga?" Uraraka asked curiously.

"You'll see!" He walked over to the box and opening it immediately. What he pulled out surprised the other two. It was a watch. Just a regular old watch with flashing neon numbers on it. "Your probably a little confused am I right?" They nodded. "Understandable I guess, well you both already know about my deal with AFO, and this month along with you two I asked for this specific watch. I have my reasons, but its a secret." The others understood his secretism as he has been here 14 years so he probably has plenty of them. He checked the time and it read 9: 45 pm. "All right, I think its about time to sleep dontcha think?"

"Yeah, I am pretty tired I can't lie." Uraraka yawned followed by Midoriya. Uraraka then looked around and noticed the bed... keyword THE... there was only one bed and three people... oh no. "Um Yuga, how're we supposed sleep well if there is only one bed?" She asked nervously.

"Simple, not all of us will sleep well. You two can fit on bed easily so thats what were gonna do."

"W-we can't do that, I mean what about you? You aren't gonna just sleep on the floor are you?" Yuga nodded simply, no change in his facial features, he was dead serious. "B-but Yuga! You've already done so much for us, we can't just come in here and take your bed from you." Uraraka and Midoriya whined, they felt bad for having him look after them without being able to give anything back.

Yuga sighed, "You can and you will so go on before I have to force you." The determination flashed in his eyes again and the other two sighed in defeat and turned to the bed feeling horrible. They hesitated before Uraraka lay herself down on the far side and Midoriya went on the outside of her. 

"Um, its a tight fit here..." Midoriya said sheepishly, half on and half off the bed.

"Man you guys are awkward, just cuddle man. Sure its awkward but it beats falling out of bed in the middle of the night." Yuga said without looking at them, he was focusing on the watch in his hands. He missed the hilarious sight of the others blushing furiously before Midoriya turned to face Uraraka.

"U-um..."

"I-its fine..."

"Al-alright..."

Yuga couldn't help but snicker at the awkward exchange from Midoriya and Uraraka as they tried to fit together. Once they finally made it into a comfortable position they closed their eyes and started trying to sleep. It only took a few seconds for them to fall asleep because after all that had happened they were beyond tired.

Once he heard the sound of them peacefully sleeping, Yuga walked to where he had his secret wardrobe behind the wall. He tapped the wall and the door appeared and he walking in, closing the door behind him.




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