Hey fellas! Here we go! This chapter idea was also a spur of the moment thing. IDK why I decided to go this route but the food route is always cute. I thought you'd all like this! :) I hope it's good! Lots of love!

TQ Out!

The first day of teaching didn't seem that bad. Hell, it was honestly quite easy considering Tensei was teaching only first and second graders, which meant he didn't have to brush up on much. Occasionally the principal would come in to check on him and see how he was doing but apart from that he seemed to have a handle on things. The only incident he could think of was when Yugi decided to pick on Genji. This time, Tensei was ready for it and punished the boy with a time out, much to the chagrin, shame and indignation of Yugi. Who was this new man who dared ruin his perfect little kingdom?

Either way, things seemed smooth until lunch. Tensei slowly made his way to the teacher's lounge after dismissing the class for lunch. He usually ate alone. He had been doing so ever since he'd been taken out of duty. Tenya was always at U.A., after all. Tensei didn't really mind. But it did get quiet. He gazed down at his bento box. Sushi rolls. Something standard. Boring enough. He might have to get noodles sometime. He needed to learn how to cook better. Either way, for now, this would do. He was about to start when the lounge door opened again.

"Hello!" Fuyumi's voice floated over, nervous but still friendly. "I hope your first day went well? Genji and Yugi weren't much trouble, were they?"

"Oh the day went fine!" Tensei reassured with his trademark friendly grin. "Honestly, I didn't do all that much. I taught the lesson, then the kids tired themselves out trying to do a scientific experiment." He explained, an easy chuckle escaping his lips.

"Oh! Well I'm glad!" Fuyumi chirped. "Is the seat next to you taken? Or do you eat alone usually?"

"I usually eat alone, but I wouldn't mind good company," he replied, the amiable grin widening ever so slightly. It was a genuine honest smile.

"Thanks," Fuyumi made her way to the chair near him and settled in, after having set the tray she was holding in her hands on the coffee table before her. Once settled, she picked it back up. On the tray was a bowl of noodles.

"Oh! noodles, huh? Didn't know the cafeteria served that!"

"Oh, our school is affiliated to U.A." she replied immediately. "I made sure of that, considering both my brother and my father are U.A. Alumini."

"What does… that have to do with the noodles?" Clearly, Tensei was confused.

"Don't you know? Lunch Rush Catering serves the food for U.A.'s cafeteria. We managed to get it to cater for us too!" She sounded genuinely pleased about this. "Shoto swears by the lunch rush noodles, so I decided to try it today."

"I'd try some too, but I don't have a bowl at hand." He said with a little chuckle.

Instead he picked up the chopsticks and went back to the sushi rolls. He chewed on one, gazing thoughtfully at her. Fuyumi, meanwhile slurped up a bit of the noodles and swallowed. However, there was one bit of it dangling from the corner of Fuyumi's lips. Tensei couldn't help but chuckle. Then he snorted. Then he burst into a bit of laughter, much to her confusion.

"I-is everything alright? What's so funny? Hey!" she gently nudged his shoulder as he limply reclined against his wheelchair, openly laughing.

"One second" he managed to breathe before sitting up, grinning. He pointed at the corner of his own lips. "You've got a li'l bit of noodle stuck to you."

"Oh!" Fuyumi's face reddened almost immediately, embarrassed as she was. Quickly she flicked her tongue out and slurped that last pesky bit of noodle, before sheepishly grinning back.

"Uhh… still." Tensei said, before licking his thumb lightly and reaching over to dab the corner of her lip, where the noodle had left a stain of liquid. He quickly picked up a napkin after and cleaned his thumb too.

Fuyumi was stunned. It seemed that Tensei was rather open and relaxed when it came to social norms. Fuyumi couldn't help but let her blush deepen to a much deeper shade of pink.

Tensei looked to her, now confused by her silence. "Hey, is everything OK?"

"Oh—n-nothing! It's nothing!" She reassured hastily, flashing him a small if slightly flustered smile. "I just… didn't really expect of you to be so forward and relaxed."

"Tenya is the stricter one of us, really." Tensei explained. "And Tenya used to do the same thing you just did, except he did it with orange juice. Force of habit got the better of me, I guess." He replied, realizing what she was getting at, and smiling sheepishly at her. "Besides, we're friends, right? Friends gotta help each other out!"

She couldn't help but laugh a little, but she did nod, smiling an earnest smile. It was a beautiful smile. Tensei had no shame admitting that. She was sweet. Nice, even. And now that he was sharing lunch with her and enjoying his company with her, it made him feel good to make her smile.

Tensei nodded too, and went back to his sushi. He got through a couple of rolls before Fuyumi lightly nudged his elbow with hers. He looked up.

Not saying a word, Fuyumi held out her bowl to him.

"What's up?"

"You wanna try some noodles?" She asked. She was still red. Her voice was soft, as if she was nervous to ask. He couldn't help but silently 'aww' at her sweet gesture.

"OK, you're the boss. But if I do, you've gotta have one of my sushi rolls. Fair trade?"

Fuyumi nodded, now smiling wide as he took the bowl from her, handed her his bento box and slurped some of the noodles. They were spicy. Very spicy. Tensei didn't do spicy. Not well anyways. He thanked his stars that she was busy savoring the sushi, so she didn't notice how red in the face he'd become. Or how much he was now sweating. As she looked up, he put on a brave face and gave her a strained smile.

"How was the sushi?" he asked through gritted teeth.

"Oh it was good but… you seem… are you ok?!" Her words trailed off as her expression turned from happy, then nervous and finally one of panic! "Oh my god! Oh no! Tensei! I'm so sorry!" She fussed as she hurriedly got up and sped over to the water fountain. Unable to hold himself, Tensei let out his tongue, trying to cool it down as he panted.

"Hot! Hot, hot!" He breathed, panting hard, as Fuyumi returned with a large glass of water for him. Tensei immediately chugged it, and panted, wiping the sweat off his brow with the back of his hand. Moments passed as Fuyumi shrunk into the corner of the teacher's lounge, scared of his reaction.

Tensei panted and coughed for a good half minute before raising his hand in a thumbs up to her.

Then he broke into a laugh. "Oh wow! I didn't expect you to eat noodles this spicy!" He said with a chuckle. "Jeez! You shoulda said something!" He told her. "I expected you having more of a sweet tooth, if I'm honest."

"Oh?" She asked, now curious, but still nervous as she slowly made her way back to her seat. "W-well what made you think that?" She asked, now tilting her head slightly.

"I 'unno." He admitted. "You've been really nice to me this entire time. And to top it off, you're sweet as a person, as it is." He explained. He didn't seem to even skip a beat with his complimenting.

Fuyumi's face turned scarlet as she buried it in her palms. "Oh you're just saying that to make me feel better! I feel so bad for the noodles! I really am so sorry!" She groaned, frustrated at her own idiocy for not asking him first if he was OK with spicy food.

Tensei could only chuckle. Slowly rolling his way to her, he put a strong, firm yet gentle and warm hand on her shoulder. "Hey, it's OK!" He said, voice soft, but kind. "It was an honest mistake, Fuyumi!"

"Y-you sure?"

Tensei nodded. "Mmhm. Buuut… there is one thing."

"Wh-what's wrong?" She asked, eyes slightly wide as she gazed at him.

"If you really want to make it up to me, after school is out, we're going to get us some ice cream. I won't take no for an answer either. Deal?" Whatever chances Fuyumi had of letting her blush fade were gone. Instantly. Now she was really red. Crimson. She buried her face in her hands again and whined softly.

"But I feel bad!"

"Think of it as a punishment. No one should stand being around me for too long. I know I can't," he joked. Tensei was quick to quip about his broken legs. But this made Fuyumi huff and pout, before she reached out and halfheartedly smacked his shoulder.

"Hey! That's not a nice thing to say about yourself Tensei Iida!" she muttered, frowning. The display was meant to be frightening and intimidating and if Tensei Iida had been a first grader, he'd be shaking in his boots right now. However, Tensei Iida was no first grader. He was an ex-cop turned science teacher that had taken a liking to a beautiful woman that he now wanted to get to know better.

"Yeah, well in that case you can punish me. I hate ice cream." He replied, a wide, cheeky grin on his lips now.

Her façade of grumpiness broke down as she finally devolved into giggles. "Fine. We'll do it your way. We get ice cream after school."

"Good!" He replied, finally finishing the last of his sushi. He waited for her to finish her noodles, which she did, a few minutes before the bell.

The rest of the day passed uneventfully. It wasn't until evening that he got to see her once more. And sure. He was a man that smiled a fair amount. He was happy, relaxed and rather endearing as a person. But if someone who knew Tensei, like Tenya, saw him now, they'd know something was going on. It wasn't every day that Tensei Iida smiled this wide. He couldn't help it, though, could he?

As he made his way down the ramp next to the stairs at the entrance of the school, he found Fuyumi waiting for him. She fell into step behind him and grabbed the handles of his wheelchair.

"Are you sure you wanna push me? I've become a bit of a fatty since I got myself into this mess." He pointed out. He was nowhere near actually being fat. But he liked to poke fun at himself. Make the best out a bad situation.

Fuyumi huffed and slapped his shoulder. Lightly. Once again. "Do I have to keep telling you to not joke about yourself like that?" She hissed, her voice a mix between irritated and amused.

"Well I suppose this means more punishment. Like another day of ice cream." He suggested.

She rolled her eyes but couldn't stop herself from smiling. "I've never seen a man hunger for punishment like you do, Tensei." She replied with a little laugh as she made her way with him to the ice cream parlor down the street.

It wasn't long before the ice cream visit became a daily tradition. Every day Tensei and Fuyumi would eat lunch. Every day he'd make some sort of joke about his condition. And every day she'd 'punish' him by taking him to the ice cream parlor down the street. They became regulars. And they became good friends as such.