The memory of the tragedy crushed Toshinori so badly he felt he could barely breathe. A villain had been attempting escape and blew up the train in order to distract his pursuers. His promise to bring Ushio back, it had been the first promise he had broken as a hero. Over time he had learned to live with the fact that he couldn't save everybody. But he still remembered the first time he had failed, and how it cut him deeply.

"Ms. Sakurai," he offered a polite smile, "It has been fifteen years hasn't it."

Sakurai nodded, "Yes it has. The baby you saved, Shioto, she's almost a woman now."

"She seems very lovely," Toshinori rubbed hi palms on his knees. Even after all these years, the shame of his failure still held power over him.

"She is but she's also a handful, I guess all teens are though Tosh…before we continue…I don't think it's appropriate for me to call you," she looked off to the side again, "Toshinori," she said quickly.

"Oh yes of course!" He bowed his head a little, "You may call me Yagi or All Might whichever you prefer."

"Mr. All Might," she repeated returning the bow.

Toshinori thought about the girl, "I'm glad to see you didn't name that girl after an ugly old man like me."

Sakurai laughed which Toshinori found it oddly startling. It was such a juxtaposition to his memories of her, but it warmed his heart to hear a happy sound.

"I did name her after you actually," she said still chuckling, "her first kanji is Shio, for opportunity. It was from her fathers name." Sakurai drew a kanji in the air, "After you left I realized I didn't have the kanji for yours so I settled on the kanji TO for person."

She covered her cheeks with her hands, "I know it seems plain but I thought...while it may have been a hero that saved our lives, it was a man," she met Toshinori's eyes, "It was you, as a person, who found me after. It was who you are as a human being that made you search for me, and deliver my husbands message. You didn't have to do any of that." She looked at her hands, "So to me it is a noble kanji for her name."

Toshinori remained unspeaking for several moments before bowing his head deeply. "It sounds to me, that you have bestowed one of the greatest tributes I could have received. I thank you very much for this honor, Ms. Sakurai." He felt a small tap on his head and he snapped up confused.

"Quit bowing to me," said Sakurai. She was looking away, face now deep red, "You don't need to and it's so embarrassing."

"Uh...my apologies?" he fumbled. Toshinori didn't move, he was afraid about what would offend this strange woman.

Sakurai covered her eyes, "No I'm sorry. Please don't apologize, it's not your fault. I…I don't handle these formalities well." She rubbed the back of her head, "I'm making everything awkward aren't I?"

Toshinori shook his head, but began chuckling despite himself. Sakurai snickered and soon they were both laughing at themselves, the ridiculousness of two adults bumbling through a conversation.

After the laughter subsided Sakurai's face turned sombre again and she laced her fingers on her lap. "You look different from when I saw you last,"

"It is a long, difficult story," he answered lamely.

"That wound…it's terrible." She held up her hand, as if wanting to touch him, "Is it from Kamino?"

He put his hand over his side self consciously, "No, but it's the reason I had to retire."

She smoothed the sheets beside her, "And it's the reason you collapsed earlier." Sakurai looked at him pointedly. It was as if she was trying to convey something but wasn't sure how. Toshinori could feel apprehension pooling in his stomach.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

Sakurai looked at her hands and took a slow breath,"My quirk…it allows me to manipulate life force. At least that's the best description I have for it."

Toshinori stared at her blankly.

"I'm sorry I will try to explain better," she stammered. She thought for a moment,"Okay imagine a car."

Now Toshinori was really confused, "Ok…"

"Recovery Girl is like a mechanic she can fix broken parts," Sakuria paused.

It seemed to Toshinori like she was trying to add dramatic flair and, while awkward, it was kind of endearing.

"I can control the oil," she said holding her hands out dramatically.

Toshinori gave her a blank look again.

"Okay let me try this again," said Sakurai chewing on her pinky. After thinking for a moment she clapped her hands together.

"When your car is full of good, clean oil it runs smoothly. If a cars oil is low, it doesn't matter if nothing else is broken eventually the engine will heat up and seize," she held her hands stiffly to demonstrate, "And it doesn't matter what you do, after the engine seizes it's impossible to get it running again."

Sakurai held her hands cupped before her, "If you are full of life force, even if you are injured things still run better, but if your cup is empty…everything just stops. Your body will die."

Toshinori tensed at her words. That would explain why he had been feeling so run down. How long had it been? He had noticed the decline for several months at least.

Sakurai continued, "All those stories you hear about people who decided not to die in an accident, who pushed through even though it seemed unbelievable, they were full of life force that kept them going until their bodies could sustain them." Sakurai shrugged and gave a weak smile, "So that's about it really."

Toshinori smiled at her, "Then I'm glad you were able to help me refill my cup, as it were."

Sakurai began wringing her hands and biting her lip, "I'm glad I could help you Mr. All Might."

Toshinori's brow furrowed in concern, "Is something wrong?"

"It's not so simple with you I'm afraid," she looked away sadly, "Because of that wound, you burn life force faster than you can restore it."

Heat and fear crept up the back of Toshinori's neck as she continued. The familiar dread was making his stomach and he did his best to not over react.

Sakurai twisted her fingers together anxiously, "I'd give it another year, maybe two if you're careful, before your body shuts down again."

Toshinori's head spun. Another death sentence? Except this time for Yagi Toshinori the man. He wasn't sure how many more death sentences he could handle.

"Please don't look so sad…" Sakurai pulled her legs underneath her, then reached over, putting her hand on his comfortingly, "It's not the greatest news, but…"

"Yes?" he asked trying to keep the fear out his voice.

"This sounds so…obnoxious," Sakurai chewed on her pinky again, "I don't want you to think I'm taking advantage, but the fact is…I can help you. What I mean is I am offering, no, I would like to help you."

Sakurai shifted her weight so she was sitting on her knees. "My name is Sakuria Kenko. My quirk is life force manipulation. Please, if you will let me, I can arrange to meet you at designated times in order to replenish you. I promise I won't ask for anything in return." She bowed low, placing her head on her hands.

Toshinori shook his head furiously, "I can't allow you to do that for me…" he stammered, "Chiyo told me you passed out after you helped me and I couldn't live with myself if it cause you pain."

Sakurai tried to speak but her voice was lost as she still had her forehead pressed into the bed.

Toshinori shifted uncomfortably, "It's your turn to stop bowing," he coughed awkwardly, "I'm sorry but I didn't catch any of that."

She sat up slowly, as if trying to hold on to the last shreds of her dignity, "My fainting…that was a miscalculation on my part Mr. Yagi."

She cleared the throat, "Everyone has different amounts of life force they can hold. I carry more than most but I underestimated how much you could contain. I didn't control the flow so I ended up giving you almost all of mine. But it's okay because I also regenerate life force faster then normal as park of my quirk."

Toshinori raised an eyebrow, "So you wouldn't pass out if you did it another time?"

She shook her head, "I would be much more cautious. From what I recall I managed to get you up to about seventy five percent. So one or two more larger treatments and then we could switch to maintaining," she smiled, "It would be an honor to help a hero such as yourself."

Toshinori took a deep breath. He hadn't realised how much tension he had been carrying and after her words he was finally able to relax. He could hardly imagine feeling energetic again.

"Do you think you could restore me…" Toshinori faltered, "So my wound could be healed?"

She shook her head regretfully, "I'm sorry Mr. All Might, but I can't heal anyone, I can only bring them up to their fullest potential…"

"Ah well," he rubbed the back of his head trying to hide his disappointment, "it can't be helped."

He sighed and looked at her seriously. Sakurai sat quietly, waiting for his decision.

"If it truly causes no harm to you," he bowed, "I would deeply appreciate if you could lend me your assistance."

Sakurai smiled excitedly, "I'm glad I can help Mr. All Might. How often would you like to see me?"

"Oh," he rubbed the back of his neck again, "I am semi flexible with my timetable so how about we work around your job?"

Sakurai opened her mouth to speak, but she only managed to croak before looking away, her face full of shame. "Umm..." she muttered, gripping her skirt tightly in her hands.

Toshinori panicked, "Or…or…not. I'm sorry have I said something wrong?"

"No Mr. All Might it's just…" she hung her head so her hair obscured her face, "I recently lost my job. I was a personal assistant for the head of a bank but, well due to the age of my replacement I suspect it was because I had gotten too old."

She met his eyes again and Toshinori could tell she was trying to hold back tears. "So really my schedule is free for the moment."

Toshinori squirmed in his seat. First Midoriya and now Sakurai. He couldn't handle all these people crying, it made him feel helpless.

A thought crossed his mind.

"A personal assistant?" He muttered, "Wait, does that mean you know how to do paperwork?!" Toshinori spoke so intensely Sakurai leaned back in surprise.

"Uh yes," she said, "I know the basics of most filing. I went to secretary school and then worked for Mr. Nagitama for ten years filing various personal and business related documents. I also did his schedule so I'm good at time management along with many other aspects…"

"You're hired!" Toshinori actually yelled at her this time pointing at her so fast she felt air rush by her face. He had gotten so excited blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

Sakurai blinked once, then twice,"I'm…what?"

Toshinori knew the school would never agree to hire him a personal assistant, but if it meant getting the principal and Aizawa off his back he would pay for it himself.

He coughed and put on his business tone of voice, "As it so happens I find myself extremely busy with teaching my students. A personal assistant is exactly what I need to give them my best."

Sakurai's eye twitched, she was pretty sure other teachers managed to file their own paperwork, but then again she did need a job.

"Well that would work out perfectly for replenishing your life force." She smiled and began tapping on her palm with her other finger, "It would be the easiest on me if I could to it a little bit at a time during the school week and you would also not experience any losses of energy that way."

"Excellent Ms. Sakurai. You can start immediately." The thought of paperwork freedom was becoming intoxicating for Toshinori.

Sakurai chuckled, "I think I may need to fill out some employee forms first…sir."

Toshinori blushed, "Oh uh…yes of course."

From the other side of the room, Recovery Girl smiled while bandaging up Kakashi, who had unwisely mentioned Bakugo's hair style again.

"Seems you've found a friend Yagi." She thought to herself.

"Now," she smiled and patted Kakashi on the head, "let's give that a kiss and make it better."

After classes had end at UA that late afternoon All Might was gathering a few things he needed from his desk. All the other teachers, even Aizawa, had come to check on him and say how happy they were he was doing alright. Before he headed out All Might looked out the window and was excited to see Midoriya headed to the student dorms.

"Young Midoriya!" he called out from the window.

Midoriya stopped and looked up confused. When he realized who it was he jumped up and down, waving back excitedly. All Might smiled and motioned to the cafeteria building. Midoriya jumped and activated One for All at full cowl to run swiftly to meet his idol.

"That was a bit excessive," All Might muttered to himself as he headed down the stairs, "I can't move that fast anymore."

All Might stopped for a moment. He remembered he longer felt depleted or tired. He jogged down a few of the steps, feeling more spry then he had in ages.

"Ha!" He exclaimed before running down them in excitement.

When All Might got to the exit he was breathing heavily and blood was dripping down his chin.

"Shit...pushed myself to hard there..." he took a few recovery breaths before heading off to meet Midoriya.

"So you ran out of life force?"

Midoriya and All Might sat across from each other in the almost empty cafeteria. All Might enjoyed a cup of coffee while Midoriya sipped on peach juice.

"That's the jist of what I got yeah," said All Might scratching his head, "I don't fully understand it myself to be honest."

Midoriya sighed and put his forehead in his hand, "I'm so glad you're okay All Might."

"I'm sorry to have worried you Young Midoriya," All Might saw Midoriya's shoulders begin to shake and he waved his hands frantically, "No no no don't you start crying again you piece of nonsense!"

Midoriya desperately tried to wipe away the tears, "I'm sorry All Might I…I was just so scared and now I'm so glad you're going to be okay."

"Jeeze kid." All Might bopped him in the head, then ruffled his hair affectionately.

Midoriya perked up at his idols attention, "How often do you need to get treated?" he asked.

All Might shrugged, "Its variable really, but Ms. Sakurai said if she treats me everyday during the school week I shouldn't have any problems."

"With a quirk like that, how did she end up being a secretary?" Midoriya made a loud slurping noosie and he sucked the last of the juice out of the box.

"Hmm I'm not sure," said All Might as he sipped his coffee, "her daughter Shioto mentioned she doesn't like to talk about her quirk."

"Oh!" Midoriya looked surprised, "Ms. Sakurai is Shioto's mother?"

"You know Shioto?" All Might raised an eyebrow.

"Well not super well," Midoriya looked away trying to remember, "She's Koji-sans girlfriend."

All Might spat out his coffee but Midoriya ducked in the nick of time, his reflexes improved by his training.

"Koji?" All Might sputtered in disbelief, "Koji has a girlfriend?"

"Yea they've been together for a few months," said Midoriya while wiping up the coffee from the table.

All Might rubbed his head, trying to make sense of everything, "But the kid never even talks!"

Midoriya shrugged and smiled, "They seem really happy, and they always go eat lunch together in the forest, so they must have something."

All Might sighed and sunk into his chair. "Well shit...Then again it's not like I'm an expert, so I guess I can't say anything about that kind of stuff."

The pair sat for awhile longer, talking about Midoriya's classes, ways he could improve, and lots of bad jokes and puns using the teachers hero names.

The sun had grown low in the sky as All Might wiped a tear from his eye. He had just finished off the best belly laugh he had in a long time,"That was amazing Young Midoriya, but I think if you ever said that to Present Mic he might become a hermit."

Midoriya chuckled again before sighing. "I have to get back to the dorms now, Midnight gave us extra homework to prep for the test next week."

"I should get back home as well," said All Might as he stretched, "Chiyo said I was still to take it easy for a few days."

"Recovery Girl does know best," Midoriya smiled nervously.

All Might stood buttoning his suit jacket, "Study hard okay?"

"All Might..." asked Midoriya, his voice small.

All Might looked down at Midoriya, the boy looked concerned. "Yes?"

"I'm glad," Midoriya said, becoming serious, "that you found someone who could save you All Might."

All Might thought back to when Midoriya tried to save Bakugo from the slime villain. How his protege has thrown himself into the fire for someone who wouldn't have even thanked him. How it had changed everything about his life from that moment on.

All Might wrapped Midoriya in a bear hug,"No one has ever saved me like you have kid." All Might ruffled the boys curls, "Now go on, you've got stuff to do," he chastised gently.

As All Might watched Midoriya disappear in the direction of the dorms he knew he had made the right choice to give him One for All, but All Might hadn't predicted everything Midoriya would do for him.

As Midoriya entered his room he was still running on the the high of spending time with All Might when his phone buzzed in his pocket. It was All Might sending a picture in the group chat. He wore a smile and was flashed a thumbs up. The picture was captioned, 'Plus Ultra'.