How Cute

Izuku was baffled when Nekozawa glared at him for what felt like five minutes, his eyes glowing red. Suddenly, it clicked into place. The Hero's Quirk was Erasure, right? This was what his eyes looked like when he used his Quirk. Izuku quickly controlled his facial expression from breaking out into a grin.

He'd heard rumours that some of the police department and the Heroes thought that he had a Quirk similar to compulsion. It made him crack up when he first heard it, because it couldn't be further from the truth. Based on how Nekozawa was using such an offended air, combined with those Quirk-red eyes, he had no doubt that the Hero thought that he had been using a Quirk on him.

He had to give it to him, being able to figure out who he was this quick was something commendable. He doubted that many of the other Heroes would have been able to put it together this quickly. He would have given it a week to a month before they noticed something was off, had they been in Nekozawa's position.

Speaking of which, where was said Hero-kitten? The Villain rolled over from his position in front of the television, getting to his feet with smooth grace that belied years of training and tempering.

He looked around, frowning when he didn't spot the small, black kitten. Where could he have gone? The doors were locked and so were the windows. He didn't think that Nekozawa would have that much strength in his kitten-form, to be able to unlock any of them at the moment.

He pulled out his phone, starting up the app that the vet had asked him to download last night. The Villain raised an eyebrow when he realized that the little dot was still in the apartment. Where could he possibly be hiding? Sure, he was small, but he wasn't that small. Was he?

Izuku narrowed green eyes, his mind running through the various hiding places that Nekozawa could be hiding in. He tapped a finger on the screen, unable to think of anywhere, so he slowly combed the apartment, looking for anything that might be the little Hero-kitten.

After ten minutes of fruitless searching, he found him.

Izuku looked to the ceiling to pray for strength. He needed that strength to stop himself from laughing. Of all places, he hadn't expected to find him napping in the cupboard, sticking out his little kitten nose from the pile of clothing. Izuku clapped a hand over his mouth to stop from bursting out into laughter.

It just seemed so out of character looking at the man's picture and seeing him as a kitten now. His shoulders shook with silent laughter, his eyes tearing up from the repression. Damn, it was just so cat-like and cute! It was wholly unexpected when you saw those deadpan eyes looking at you warily.

Izuku shakily pulled out his phone to take a couple of pictures, burying his face in his hands. He tried to breathe and control his mirth. The green-haired Villain collapsed on the ground, shaking with laughter. He rolled around a few times before finally managing to calm himself.

The Villain gently picked up the snoozing kitten, who let out a little sneeze. Izuku had to forcibly control his body to hold in the coo that he wanted to make so hard it almost felt like his lungs were about to burst. His sides still ached from the repressed laughter.

He shouldn't be feeling this way. Even though the other made a super fucking adorable little kitten, it was still a Hero! Izuku silently warned himself, but his eyes didn't seem to want to move away from the cute little sniffs the other was making.

Izuku silently covered his eyes, despairing. If only the other wasn't a kitten. He paused. If only the kitten was a normal kitten, he corrected himself. The Villain nodded. That sounded better, but still felt conflicted. On one hand, the Hero-kitten was adorable. On the other, messing with said Hero-kitten would provide him so much fun. Fun that he didn't experience much of anymore.

The green-haired Villain put aside the thought for later. He moved both himself and Nekozawa back to the bed. Izuku placed the kitten on top of his stomach, idly petting the little black kitten, inwardly marvelling at the softness of the kitten's fur.

Izuku buried his face in his hands again when the kitten started purring. SO CUTE. The Villain felt helpless. What was he even doing? He was just making things harder for himself for goodness sake.

The kitten continued purring, somehow spreading itself out from its previous curled up position to lay spread out on Izuku's stomach. The black kitten purred harder, rubbing his cheek on the clothed stomach.

Izuku screamed inwardly. Maybe this wouldn't be as fun as he thought, if he had to keep hiding his reactions. Ahh, Izuku lamented inwardly, if only Nekozawa would get attached to me first, then I can start showing affection back.

Wait. Izuku paused. Nekozawa doesn't know I know he's a Hero, so if I just continue treating him like a cat, won't he be lulled into a false sense of security? This means I can dote on him all I want, right?

No, not right! Izuku shook the idea out of his head. He just wanted to have some fun before the other Hero returned to being a man, not keep him! What dote on him. He's not even a real kitten, for fucks sake.

But if he didn't show any affection for the kitten, it would be suspicious, right? So, he could show a bit of affection, but nothing over the top. He'd just take care of the other like a good owner would. Nothing more, nothing less.

That should be safe enough, right?

He'd keep his distance, be friendly and somewhat affectionate, lower Nekozawa's guard, maybe eventually let him 'slip out', and find the location of the Hero's apartment and he would be back in business.

Easy.

Izuku eyed the little kitten still purring on his stomach and let himself relax. That was all this was, he'd have to check himself sometimes, to make sure he didn't get too attached. He had to remind himself that this wasn't a real kitten. It was a Hero-kitten.

The green-eyed man tentatively pet the silky black fur, feeling the vibrations of the purrs on his fingers, as well as on his stomach. It felt somewhat strange, but at the same time, he felt kind of warm.

Izuku brushed off the feeling. It was probably just the warmth of Nekozawa. He pet the kitten gently, eventually drifting off to sleep even though he woke up not too long ago.