Purring

Nekozawa. Shouta was completely baffled. What was this Villain doing? What was he even thinking? He wasn't sure if the Villain was just an idiot or had just lost his marbles? At least, he was pretty sure it was Midoriya Izuku. Even without his mask, those green eyes were one of a kind. He'd never seen anything like them before. They almost seemed to glow, and a part of him was tempted to see if they glowed in the dark.

He felt slightly offended at the nickname, but he was also suspicious that the man was just fucking with him. Nekozawa?! Seriously?! He knew he liked cats, but did he want to be named as a cat? The answer is obviously no.

He mewed in offense, hoping that the man would change his mind about the name he was about to call him, but the man just laughed before switching the news program to a comedy show. Curse his cute little mews. It wasn't even remotely intimidating. He missed his voice.

He pawed the ground in frustration. If only he was back in his human form, he'd surely glare the Villain into submission, or use his capture weapon on him immediately. Then, he'd hand over the Villain to the police, so he wouldn't ever have to hear Midoriya's annoying laughter again.

His face darkened again at the thought of the nickname, and the Villain's infernal laughter. When was he going to stop laughing?! The television show wasn't even that funny, for fucks sake.

Wait. A random thought hit him. Could he even use his Quirk while he was still a cat? But then, was it safe to try and test his question out when he didn't know if it worked or not? If it didn't and he was stuck in the way of someone's Quirk, then wasn't his life practically forfeit? He wasn't suicidal, thank you very much. He still wanted to live, and sleep. Especially sleep.

He was just so damn tired all the time, especially after he started teaching in UA. With both his Hero work and his teaching job, he felt stretched out thin, but he did enjoy teaching, otherwise he wouldn't have picked up the job. He felt like he had a duty and responsibility to the future generation of Heroes. Not everyone was cut out for teaching, so someone had to pick up the slack.

Shouta subtly moved himself into the Villain's blind spot, cautiously looking around in hopes for a hole that he could escape out of. He had to get himself to safety quick before coming back to arrest the Hero, possibly taking him by surprise.

This notorious Villain had given the police and the Hero department the run-around for years. He'd just popped out of nowhere, causing trouble one day. No one had any idea where he'd come from, nor had anyone claimed they recognized him.

He seemed like he was going by his real name, but there had been so fucking many Midoriyas in the goddamn country that they couldn't pin anything down. Most of the people suspected that he was using a fake name that seemed like a real name. Considering the types of crimes that he committed, it seemed likely that it was possible. He was tricky that way. Personally, Shouta thought that the man was just making them run around in circles, but the rest of his colleagues still had hope.

Shouta was thankful for his lighter body. His footsteps made no sound as he treaded lightly on the padded floor. He froze with one leg in front of him mid-air when he realized that Midoriya was staring at him with an amused face. He tried to put down his paw slowly when he overbalanced and tumbled onto the floor.

Damn this little kitten body! In fact, why was he a kitten and not a cat?! Was the universe playing a joke on him or what? He tensed up when Midoriya picked him up gently, cuddling him to his chest.

He screamed inwardly at being treated like a cat, frustrated beyond belief. He wanted his body back, damnit. He sobered slightly and amended himself. He wanted his body back when he had escaped. He wasn't sure what the Villain had up his sleeves, and he had no intention of finding out when he was unprepared and unequipped.

Sure, he'd be able to use his Quirk, but he would prefer being prepared when he faced this notorious Villain. No Villain on the top ten Villain list was easy to handle.

He struggled slightly before giving in. It didn't look like the Villain was going to hurt a cat. After all, he looked exactly like a small kitten. He should be pretty cute, right? Maybe the Villain wouldn't be able to bring himself to hurt a small, harmless kitten? How could you hate a tiny little kitten?

He'd slip under Midoriya's defences and give him a fatal blow when he was able to. But for now, maybe he should just lay low for the time being? Give the other a sense of security before swiftly escaping. Shouldn't be too hard. How guarded could the other person be against a cat? Even if he was, subconsciously he would still lower his guard. Even the slightest amount was enough at times to change a situation completely.

Shouta felt a hand scratching under his chin, sending waves of pleasure through his entire being. He involuntarily let out a purr at the feeling, his body completely relaxing under the unfamiliar feeling.

In the back of his mind, something was screaming at him not to do this, but he completely ignored it. The repetitive motions of the little scratches were sending shudders up his spine. He never wanted the feeling to stop. The scratches were sending him into almost a trance-like state of mind, where nothing except the pleasure being felt mattered.

Everything else faded into the background, where they should be. Nothing was important right now. All his tiredness and wariness faded away, like they had never been there in the first place.

He felt awesome. It felt like his whole body had been reborn or remade, whatever you called it. It felt like had a new lease on life, a reason for living – and then it stopped.

Shouta's eyes flew open. No! Why did he stop. A hiss left his throat before he thought about it. Bring the hand back! He heard a chuckle, before feeling a hand descend on top of his head, lightly stroking him.

The kitten pouted slightly, mildly appeased but still unhappy. The scratching had been much better, but he supposed this wasn't so bad. He slowly relaxed into the repetitive petting action, his mind slowly piecing itself back together, and he felt like what was left of his sanity tried to escape out of his mouth.

What did he just do?! Did he seriously just hiss at Midoriya because he took his hand away?! His sanity had totally left him at that time. What was wrong with his brain? He was lucky the Villain hadn't taken offense at the hiss.

As he thought about various things, the slow, heavy hand that was stroking him seemed like it was lulling him to sleep. He struggled to stay awake, his eyes falling to half-mast. No, he…couldn't fall…asleep now…

Shouta quickly shook himself out of it, glaring up at Midoriya. He glared at him for five minutes straight, not even blinking, his levels of caution and distrust at an all-time high, feeling disgruntled that his Quirk wasn't activating.

How dare he? He'd heard some Heroes speculate that maybe Midoriya had some sort of compulsion Quirk that would allow him to make things seem more compelling, but he'd been half sceptical about it. Now, however, it seemed like it was true.

The bastard was using his Quirk to compel him to lose focus and to sleep! How despicable, using it on a harmless kitten of all things. He made a mental note to include in his report that Midoriya's Quirk worked on animals as well.

Shouta quickly distanced himself with a huff, heading for a secluded space that would allow him a few hours of respite from the Villain.

In the end, he snuck into the Villain's closet, lying in a very soft pile of clothes. He buried his head between the pile of neatly stacked clothes, cosily resting in the middle, with just a bit of his nose sticking out for fresh air.

He was strangely reminded of his sleeping bag, but at the same time, this felt way softer than anything he'd ever felt before. He hadn't known that cats were this sensitive.

Shouta tried to block out the sounds of the Villain's light-hearted peals of laughter, but in the end, he was lulled to sleep by the laughs.

Damn Midoriya and his Quirk. It can be transmitted even from this far –