"Yuyu! Hey, Yuyu! I have an idea."

Yuyu's head was spinning. She could barely contain her anxiety, let alone her excitement. She remembered that day clearly, when a hero student entered the support lab and ended up becoming one of her closest friends. And now that same girl, bubbly and flirty and airheaded but as bright as the sun, had asked her out on a date.

"Meet me at Kiyashi Ward Mall! 12:30! We should have a date! It's going to be the best! The cutest girl in the world and me!"

Yuyu touched her cheeks as she stared into the mirror, red filing her face like those words filled her head. Was she really that cute?

The short-haired girl had mostly been focused on her work and her adorable blue-haired friend had noticed. Nejire could be curious and childlike, but she was observant. That was simultaneously attractive and scary to Yuyu. She sighed, trying to keep her emotions in check.

The girl often wore a stony, deadpan expression, but she was not short on feelings, by any means. She just chose to channel them into her work. She would get choked up during movies or get mad if people messed with her work station but Yuyu always tried to stay calm. Technically, Nejire had interrupted her work that day they first met, but that was different somehow. That's what she told herself anyway.

"I suppose I have to channel them into fun. I guess I forgot what that was." She smirked sheepishly, holding up two outfits. Despite the girl's tomboyish appearance, fashion was one of her hobbies, a passion even. She was a best Jeanist fangirl, often trying to mimic his hairstyle if she had to go to something more formal.

Taking a deep breath, the support student decided on a blue vest and matching tie, some matching slacks, and a pair of boots she had found at a shop while looking for supplies one day. It was probably a bit much for a first date, but she wanted to look presentable, even if this girl would probably call her cute no matter what she wore.

Yuyu grabbed her purse, part of the Best Jeanist and Uwabami collab line known as "Ouroboros". Not the best name for a fashion line, the girl admitted, but the purse was a favorite of hers and had been through a lot, all while still maintaining its smile. She smiled softly and, after a quick check, headed out.

X

Yuyu arrived at the mall at 12:00. Fashionably early. She never wanted to keep people waiting, in most cases at least. If she thought it was worth the wait, and there was still work to be done, then so be it. However, as nervous as she was about this date, Yuyu couldn't just stand Nejire up, especially after saying yes. Even if it had come out of the blue (like a lot about the flighty hero-student), a promise was a promise. Besides, it was better than cooping herself up with work all day.

"Yuyu! OI! OVER HERE! HEY! HEY! LISTEN! I'M RIGHT HERE!"

A long-haired girl waved her hands excitedly, calling to Yuyu like some sort of video game fairy, grabbing her attention and letting her know she was there, like a sort of cute girl version of All Might.

"Awesome! Let's get started! There's a lot to do here and a mall is a pretty good place for a first date, right? Lots of places to eat and lots of clothes. I like cute stuff, but I figured you would appreciate it more. You're like a fashionista!"

"I mean, I wouldn't call myself that. I'm just a fashion enthusiast…Thank you though." Yuyu sighed, offering a weak smile as she blushed at the compliment. She didn't really think of herself as one, even if the word technically fit. The girl took pride in her work and was driven to be a top costume designer for heroes in the way many of her peers aimed to be heroes themselves. However, despite that work ethic and her quirk's suitability to this field, she often worried about falling short. She was only 15 and nowhere near as good as some of her upperclassmen, let alone her idol, Best Jeanist.

Yuyu wasn't sure of how much of that was showing through, but for better or worse, Nejire seemed oblivious to her date's insecurities.

"Oooh. Gotcha. To be honest, I'm not much of a fashion girl. It's all kind of clothes to me."

Yuyu was shocked, given how admittedly stunning this girl was, almost a classic beauty infused with an otherworldly elegance and exuberance that just cascaded over the other teen. Then it dawned on her that Yuyu was wearing a denim overall dress with garish striped socks, mary-janes that looked a bit scuffed, and a tacky-looking graphic tea with a cup and kettle. When Yuyu inquired about it hesitantly, Nejire chirped happily.

"Oh this? This is my tea shirt."

This girl was adorable as all hell, but she was a walking disaster and her outfit both matched her carefree attitude and failed to do her justice. Was this a date or a homework assignment? Yuyu almost overheated her brain with various formulas and combinations, trying to work out what to do next.

"Don't stand there, silly. Come on!"

Nejire absentmindedly pulled Yuyu by the hand and all of the short-haired girl's thoughts transformed into one single idea.

Her hand feels so soft.

X

The two wandered all over the mall, hitting up all sorts of stores. Nejire flitted about like a hyperactive hummingbird, while Yuyu casually observed the various wares, noticing everything about clothing in particular. If Nejire saw something she thought was cute, the red-haired girl would look it over to see if it was well made or actually complimented the girl who would be buying it. Nejire's purchases mostly consisted of a wall scroll or two and a stuffed animal, but they soon moved onto clothing, which Yuyu was more comfortable giving advice on, mostly. She had picked up a few clothes and accessories she was able to find at a reasonable discount and that would bolster her wardrobe. They also visited a fabric store, which Yuyu had dove headfirst into. Nejire had to laugh and point out that her date was just as enthusiastic as she was.

"Wow, you really are a fashionista, regardless of what you say! You are so cool!"

Yuyu blushed at the compliment, but merely smiled and continued onward, hand in hand with Nejire. It was only there first date and they were already doing this. The redhead had no complaints, however.

They had stopped in the food court to take a break. There was a variety of food available there, though Yuyu settled for curry. She liked spicy foods. They helped her think. Something about the intensity got her brain fired up. It's why she liked sour candies as well. It was probably odd to describe it that way, but as long as she wasn't saying it out loud, the redhead was fine. Her green eyes drifted to the graceful fairy girl in front of her, majestically and angelically shoveling ramen into her face like it was fading from existence, thanks to the power of some alien gauntlet. Yuyu could only stare in bewilderment and politely nudge her companion.

"Mmmm?"

"You're going to choke. Try eating a bit slower."

"I'll be fine. Relax, Yuy-ACKGRGLECHECH…"

Yuyu sighed and smacked the blue-haired girl hard on the back as a noodle or two launched out of her throat. Wiping her nose and mouth, Nejire laughed sheepishly and smiled.

"Thanks. Sorry about that. Guess you were right."

Yuyu couldn't help but smile. This girl was too much, but she was endearing enough to make up for it. Still, the shorter-haired girl kept on alert.

X

At the next shop, the short-haired girl was looking Nejire up and down, trying to guess her proportions, and height the best she could and find outfits that best suited her body type, personality, and eye and hair color. The bubbly hero student was distracted and Yuyu didn't wish to be a bother, especially since she had already asked that question before and received "I dunno. Between 5 feet and 6. Can't remember my exact measurements." As an answer. Mental math would have to do. When the support girl realized that she had been ogling her date for way too long, she blushed and bit her lower lip. She froze up and tried not to die of embarrassment.

"What am I even doing?" she exhaled quietly to herself.

The answers were either A.) scoping out a cute girl, B.) doing work on a date, C.) all of the above. Neither of those were options that made Yuyu feel good about herself and she was feeling herself start to hyperventilate a little until she felt a calming touch that snapped her out of it.

"You ok, Yuyu? You look frazzled."

"N-nothing. I'm fine. Sorry to worry you."

Everything would be fine. Yuyu was just overreacting. Nejire hadn't said anything. In fact, she had indicated just how sweet a person she was, though the short-haired girl tried to brush that off as just basic human decency. Regardless, everything was fine.

"No worries. Also, if you were going to look at my butt, you could have just asked." The blue-haired girl teased mischievously before something had caught her attention and drawn her in like a tractor beam, one that specifically targeted people with focus problems.

"Anyway, come on! I saw something I want help with!"

Yuyu stood there like a wax statue, feeling the blood drain from her face and leak towards her feet. She felt like she was dying.

X

"So, I was looking for a new pair of boots." Nejire said as she kicked her feet, sitting on a stool as Yuyu looked over various footwear. Holding onto her bags and perusing the various shelves like a librarian, albeit with footwear.

"Any particular function? Rain boots? Work? Play? More formal events?"

Nejire shrugged and cocked her head to the side, yawning slightly. The girl herself was far from dumb, but this was clearly something she gave far less thought to.

"I dunno. Just cute boots that will last a while, I guess."

It was a vague stand not very helpful. However, Yuyu would do her best with the information, limited as it was. All she needed was Nejire's shoe size and they could get to work trying them on.

It had taken an hour and a half at least, maybe longer. However, the two girls narrowed it down to six pairs of boots. Nejire had tried on all of them, stomping around like a child on a playdate, trying them out to see how they felt and looked, all while Yuyu took mental notes. Every now and then, the support student took out a small notepad and did quick sketches. When pressed on it, she blushed and stated that it helped to visualize when making certain choices.

"Okie dokie. I can understand that. It's kind of like how I doodle myself in my notes, trying to visualize the physics and junk of my quirk."

"Physics isn't really my strong suit." Yuyu chuckled, stroking her own hair, which now looked less like Best Jeanist's and more like his knockoff sidekick, Superior Jorts. Luckily, the girl never left without a comb.

"It's not really mine either, but it helps with my quirk, since I am working on the whole flight thing. Hey, what are you doing?" Nejire asked.

"Um…straightening my hair?" Yuyu deadpanned. It was a rather obvious question, though the girl could handle it with patience.

"Well, yeah. But I mean, why? It looks cute all messy like that. You're like this dapper tomboy with messy hair and a kind of butler thing going on. It works on you."

Yuyu blushed deeper and averted her gaze, placing the comb back in her purse and kneeling next to her date. "Thanks. Anyway, what about this pair? These ones match your eyes… N-not that I mean anything by that. Anyway, they are bright, fitting your personality, but not garishly so. I can help you pick out an outfit that goes with them."

"Hmmm. I dunno…" Nejire, stared at the ceiling. "Could you move back a bit? Don't want to kick you in the face. That might ruin the date a bit."

"Yeah. It might." Her date chuckled and smiled softly, moving out of the way as the long-haired girl kicked her feet, testing out the footwear. It was now down to this and another pair., thigh-highs with a fairy charm on the buckles.

"I like them, but I like the others too…." Nejire opened her wallet, going over how much the boots would cost, and how much she had. The blue-haired girl wasn't poor, nor was she fabulously wealthy. Plus, she had spent quite a bit of money already.

"Um…"

Yuyu wasn't exactly the richest girl in school either, but her family was financially stable enough that she could justify her hobby, plus she had some extra from doing some odd jobs for a few local outfitters as a seamstress and stock girl.

"I'll buy you one pair, you can buy the other."

Nejire's eyes widened in surprise.

"Are you sure? No. I can't."

"My treat. This…was a nice date. I think I needed this. I've been rather focused on the grindstone. It's nice to spend time with someone."

Nejire blushed, the widest grin spreading across her face as she rocketed herself at Yuyu and latched on, hugging her close, giving the redhead another near-death experience as she heated up to the temperature of the sun. AT least, that's what it felt like.

"Thank you, Yuyu! Hehehe. You, Yuyu. That's funny."

Yuyu couldn't help but laugh at how silly and infectious this girl was. They had barely known each other that long, but already, the support girl was counting her blessings. This had been a lovely date so far. As the two went to the check out and prepared to leave the mall, Yuyu knew she wanted to see this girl again.

"Nejire…Thanks…"

"Why are you thanking me? You bought me stuff, got me a bit more interested in fashion than I was before, and saved me from choking to death. I should be thanking you."

Before Yuyu could react, the bluenette had planted a peck on the other girl's cheek. Once more, the other girl's face was red as her hair. She closed her eyes as she eeked the words out, her husky voice choking on each syllable.

"I…I would accept another date as thanks."

A snort brought Yuyu's eyes open again as the hero girl's cheeks filled with color and her eyes lit up like stars. "I was just about to ask you out for a second! Holy crap!" Nejire exclaimed, picking her date up and nearly taking off. However, to prevent either of them from vomiting or falling to their own deaths due to Nejire's lack of flight experience, the fairy girl merely swung her backs around happily, having put her old shoes aside and replaced them with the boots Yuyu had bought her.

As the two walked hand in hand to the station, one hummed a happy song, while the other could feel her heart singing along to the tune.