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Chapter Seven: Talks

Jo had never been in a limo before. Especially a limo the length of a school bus. Yaoyorozu's limo was black and the inside was big enough to fit the entire class. The driver was a man of average hieght wearing a black suit and sunglasses. He bowed in greeting once the car arrived. He opened the door for them. Yaoyorozu explained that they were going to a friend's house as she gestured to Jo. The man gave Jo a blank expression and bowed to him.

Yaoyorozu and Jo sat in the back of the limo. The young man looked around the interior. The seats were comfortable with a lot of leg room.

"Wow Yaoyorozu." Jo said. "I had an idea that you were well off, but I didn't think you were this rich."

Yaoyorozu blushed and looked sheepishly. "This is the limo my parents and I ride in at times. I didn't think it would be that much of a problem."

Jo shook his head. "It's not a problem, just unexpected. My mom is going to freak if she this."

"If will be an inconvenience, I can have the driver pick me up latter once where done." Yaoyorozu offered.

"That might be best." Jo said.


The driver must have had some Quirk that gave him excellent driving skills, because he was able to maneuver the vehicle through narrow streets with ease. The car parked outside of Jo's home and the two exited.

"I'll call you in a few hours to pick me up." She told the drivers.

"Yes Ma'am." He nodded.

She turn to go inside and the driver gestured to Jo. Jo walked up to the man who was leaning out the window.

"If you do anything to harm the young mistress, you will regret it." He threaten.

Jo sighed and nodded. "Don't worry, I'll be a gentlemen." Jo replied with a hint of sarcasm. The driver scowled before driving off. Jo turn to go inside his home seeing Yaoyorozu waiting for him. She had an apologetic look on her.

"Sorry about my driver. He's been with the family for years and has always been looking out for me." Yaoyorozu apologized.

"Don't worry about it." Jo waved off as he open the door for her. "You're a rather attractive young lady and I'm a teenage boy. He wouldn't be doing his job if he didn't threaten me if I harmed you."

Jo lead the Creation user inside his home. They took there shoes off and walked into the home.

"A lot of my notes are on my computer in my room. I also have written notes. Give me a moment and I'll get them." He said.

Yaoyorozu shook her head. "No need to move your stuff around. We can just go in your room."

Jo gulped. Having a girl over was one thing, but having her in his room was a different story. The smart thing to was no, but the teenage boy said. "Sure." And he immediately regretted it. They walked up stairs to his room. Outside his door Jo sweated.

"What if he thinks its too geeky? What if she laughs at it." He thoughts. "What am I thinking about? This is Yaoyorozu. She probably saw nothing."

"Shirogane?" Yaoyorozu asked. "Are you okay?"

"Fine" Jo said nervously. He opened the door and let her in. She walked in and looked around.

"It's very clean." Yaoyorozu commented.

Jo blinked. "Clean."

"I thought teenage boys had messy rooms, but your room is very neat."

Neat? Clean? Of all the criticism that he worried about her saying those where not the at the top of his list.

"Thanks" Jo said awkwardly. Yaoyorozu sat in his desk chair with her hands in her lap. She spun in to for a second. "Does you mother do the cleaning?"

"No, I keep my room clean. Actually mom and I do the house work." Jo said.

"What about your father? Does he work a lot?" She asked.

"He passed years ago." Jo said.

Yaoyorozu covers her mouth in embarrassment. "Sorry, I didn't mean to bring that up."

"You didn't know. No need to apologized."

Yaoyorozu looked around the room looking for something to change the conversation. She noticed something odd. "There are no dresser in here. Where do you keep your clothes?" She asked.

"I don't buy clothes anymore." Jo shrugged. His school uniform change to a yellow t-shirt and gray pants. "I use my Quirk to create clothes and stuff Don't you."

"Of course not." Yaoyorozu panicked cutely. "If I made anything I wanted then the circulation of money would…." She clapped her hand together. "As a citizen of this nation we must contribute to the flow of money for the economy."

Jo just laughed at her. "You just like to shop, do you?"

Yaoyorozu blushed and said nothing. "I'll go get us something to drink." Jo offered. "Is juice OK?"

Yaoyorozu nodded. Jo left to find refreshment and Yaoyorozu leaned back in the chair. She looked at the selves filled with toys.

"He must really like robots." She thought. To her Shirogane wasn't a bad person. He had teased her a bit, but it wasn't in maliciousness. She looked over to his desk where his computer was and saw a large notebook. Picking it up she could see the word 'Ideas' on the front.

"These must be the ideas he spoke of." Yaoyorozu thought aloud. While part of her wanted to look at the notes another thought it would be a bad idea to invade her host's privacy. She was about to place it back down, when Jo return.

"You found my idea book. Huh" He said not bothered. Yaoyorozu spine when ramrod straight in surprise.

"Well I…. just was it here…. And." The ponytail girl flustered. Jo held up two bottle with juice in them and a plate of cookies. "Grape or apple." He asked.

"Apple please." Yaoyorozu said taking the drink. Jo handed her the drink and he sat on his bed taking a sip of his own.

"So we're here to compare Quirks." Jo said. "So ladies first. Tell me about your Quirk."

Yaoyorozu took a cookie. "My Quirk is call creation. It allows me to create any non-living material from my exposed skin through the molecular manipulation of fat cells. As long as i know how something is made, I can make it." Yaoyorozu took ate the cookie and then another. "The more I fat I have, the more I can wait."

She demonstrates by creating a pencil from her hand.

Jo thought for a minute before saying. "Women around the world hate you."

"What!?"

Jo ate one of the cookies. "My mom's friends and girls at my junior high complained constantly about gaining weight and being fat." He said. "Your Quirk allows you to get rid of any access fat."

"I guess." Yaoyorozu said nervously.

"Is that why your outfit is so skimpy?" Jo asked. "So you can access your Quirk?"

Now she blushed. "Yes. The more surface area I have exposed the bigger object I can create. Also larger things take longer to produce."

"And your fat cell actually transform into other forms of matter? Correct?" Jo asked.

Yaoyorozu nodded. Jo thought for a moment. "That is completely different from mine."

"What do you mean?" She said taking a sip of juice.

Yellow and black material appears on his hand. "My body produces these nano-particles. I can rearrange them to almost any form I can decide." Jo explains creating a ball and tossing it to her. Yaoyorozu catches it. It was squishy in her hand as she squeezed it.

"I feels like rubber." She say.

"Yeah, it can act like rubber, but isn't. I can bounce around, but it's made from the nano-particles. That's why I call my Quirk Nano-shifting."

Yaoyorozu continued to inspect the ball. "I see what kind of material is this exactly? I know it's made from the nano-particles. But what kind of material is it exactly?"

"I have no clue." Jo admitted. "I know I can change the colors and properties of it, but I really don't have a good of idea of what the exact material is. I know it has ferrous properties. So I can fire it out a railgun I created."

"I see." Yaoyorozu said. "Where does the energy come from?"

"The nano-particles generate their own electromagnetic field." Jo said. "That's one theory."

Yaoyorozu put her hand on her chin in thought. "It kind of makes it hard to determine if your Quirk classifies is an emitter or transformation."

"I know right!?" Jo said raising his hands. "I kind of think it's dumb to put some Quirks in those categories, when some Quirks have multiple properties."

"What do you mean?" asked. Yaoyorozu

"Take Mt. Lady for example." Jo said before eating another cookie. "She can grow to gigantic size right?"

"Yes"

"Well, how does that work?" Jo asked. "Where does the additional mass come from? Where does it go where she shrinks down? Sero has tape coming from his elbows, but how is it produced?"

"Your argument makes a lot of since." Yaoyorozu admitted. "Quirks, by there very nature are mutations, but many have qualities that fit in multiple categories."

"I think Quirks defy nature actually." Jo said.

Yaoyorozu nodded eating another cookie. "These are really good. Where did you get them?"

"My mom made them." Jo said. "We take turns cooking. Tonight is her turn."

She ate the cookie. "She's good at baking. Shirogane." Yaoyorozu asked, but Jo interrupted her.

"Please call me Jo. Were friends aren't we?"

Yaoyorozu smiled. "Only if you call me Momo."

"Okay, Momo."

Momo smile."Can you provide me another sample of this material. A smaller sample. Please"

Jo complied create a black hexagon piece the size of a dime. "This small enough?"

"Perfect." Momo said as she unbuttoned her blouse. Jo blushed and turned around.

"What are you doing?!" Jo asked.

"I'm creating a microscope." She said nonchalantly. The device came from her stomach. "Sorry, I should have warned you first."

"No problem" He said. Jo looked a her, blouse still undone and she black sports bra exposed. Yaoyorozu could see him staring at her. "You don't have to look so hard."

Jo shook his head."Sorry. But like I said you're hot and I'm a guy I can't help but look."

"At least you're being polite and something of gentleman." She said with a huff. "Mineta was oogling me throughout the battle trial today."

"What is with that guy?" Jo asked. "Since day one he's been giving me death stares."

"I have no idea." Momo said putting the piece of material under the microscope. She fidgeted with the controls zooming in on the specimen.

"This is very interesting." Momo said as continued to examine the piece. "The molecular structure has some semblance to iron and carbon. And there are some organic components as well. I can see some residual electrical current in it." She turns to Jo. "Jo, is this material bio-degradable?"

"Not really." Jo said shaking his head. He went over to one of the selves, picking up a robot model. He gestures to the toy in his hand. "I created this guy last week and he's still here. After about an hour or two I loose my..." Jo paused to think of the right way to phrase it. "My 'connection' to it. So I can't reabsorb the material back into me. Those explosives I gave to Jiro should still work."

Momo looks at the sample."I've never seen molecular structures like these before. I may need to study this more at home. Jo how do you make your constructs so fast?"

"Repetition." He answered. "I think of an idea. Think of how something should work and imaging making it."

"So it's your Quirk works more on imagination than knowledge." Momo conclude.

Jo nodded in agreement."Yeah, Alot of the time I jot down my ideas and practice it." Jo opens his notebook, turning to a page that details his compressed air cannon. "I work on the concepts on how it works and how to apply it. I know how a air pressure can be used to launch an object and start from there. I know how plasma is generate and can make a weapon based on that principal."

"So your Quirk is on the basis of how. And My creation Quirk uses what is it make of and how it works." Momo say nodding. "My advantage is that my creation can have a chemical reactions such as tear gas. In theory I could even make a nuclear weapon. I am not sure you could do the same. However if the hypothesis is correct you Quirk can work internally as well as externally."

"What do you mean?"

"When was the last time you got sick?" Momo asked.

Jo paused to think about it. When was the last time he got sick. He caught the flu once, but after his Quirk developed he never became ill. One time when he was seven everyone got a stomach virus except him.

"I can't remember." He admitted.

"So that means I'm right." Momo said. "You Quirk works on a molecular level. It has been boosting your immune system. I'll even wager you heal faster as a result." Momo stood up walking in a circle around her classmate. "There is a theory that some Quirks work subconsciously. You may not have realize it, but you eyesight may have been augmented you've tried to focus on something or you could here more clearly at times."

Jo stopped and thought about her words. Was that possible? He couldn't call up a time when he would hear or see things more clearly, but Momo was on to something, but was on to something. When every Jo created a build for more strength he created a layer of artificial muscle fiber. He never thought of making his own skin, muscle, and bone strong enough. Momo looked through Jo's notebook. She flipped through the pages looking at each design like she was trying to commit them to memory and paused. She showed him a page that looked like his armored form, but sleeker and more aerodynamic. She turn to another page and saw a larger bulkier version of the armor.

"I see you're also trying different variations of your armored form." Momo said showing him the page.

Jo shrugged."I got inspired by watching Iida at the entrance exam." He took the book from her and laid it on his desk. "I still have trouble controlling it at high speed. Also This form is more fragile" Referring to the speed version of his armor. "The other one boast more physical power and defense, but it's heavy and slow."

"The heavier version would be ideal for heavy lifting scenarios, while the speed version could be used for evacuation." Momo said. "But these constructs would take time to build. Some of the weapon would take a moment to create. So will you be able to deal with that? You were able to generate that basic armor nearly instantaneously against Bakugo."

"Repetition." Jo stated. "I speed weekends building these thing constantly. I do it over and over until I can do it without thinking."

"Like muscle memory." Momo said. "Of course. The routine makes it so it can be made instinctively. I should have thought of that. I've memorizes multiple items to create, but I haven't put it in physical practice like that. Doing this would also increase the speed of what I could create as well. Thank you Jo."

"You helped find something new about my Quirk too. Internally augmentations didn't even come to mind."

"By supporting one another we can help build from the bottom up." Momo said. "Through this we can become top heroes."

Jo smiled. "This was kinda fun. Maybe next time we can get the whole class together to brainstorm and study. I mean that limo could fit the entire class in it and your place would have more than enough room."

Momo blinked and then stood up straight up. Her attitude became more upbeat and bouncy. Her eye glittered as she spoke. "That is an excellent idea. We can hold weekly study sessions with the class at my residence." She started to ramble. "I would have to ask mother to prepare the study hall. I wonder what tea everyone likes and what kind of snacks I should provide. We should ask the chief if she came make cake for everyone."

Momo's happy attitude was absolutely adorable. She was without knowing letting out how rich she was. Not in a 'I'm better than you' way. It was more that she was excited to do get along with the rest of her classmates and wanted to do her best. She was fantasized about the different outing they would go on.

Jo couldn't help but laugh. She was just too.. too…. "Hahahaha" Jo let out. "You are so cute right now." He said causing her to snap back into reality. "Your bounciness is just lovable."

"My bounciness?" She asked.

He nodded still laughing."Yeah you cutesy attitude. I mean I always thought you were hot, but this just shows you as cute. You're friends at you Junior high must love hanging out with you."

Momo's attitude dropped a bit as she let out a sigh. "My classmates in Junior high where mostly rich snobs. They believe hero work was for the 'lower' class." She said with air quotes. "Also I did a lot of home schooling so I did get much chance to just hang out."

"Kid at my old school ignored or made fun of me." Jo said. "Mostly because I didn't show off my Quirk. And because of my heritage. You'd think with people having odd skin colors and animal features, someone being half Japanese would be mundane."

"Blame it on bad stereotypes." Momo said. "A lot of the older generation never left Japan and only know about other countries from research or the media. Some see American as lazy or obnoxious. They never met someone of other countries. Which is mostly true for most people in never left their country or met another country."

"What about you?" Jo asked. "If your old money then you must have a lot of traditions."

"My family is very open." She said. "I've travel to other countries like England, Italy, Germany, and America. So I have seen different spectrum of people. I have family members in interracial relationships."

"At least most of my classmates see me as another kid and not some hafu." Jo said. "I hate terms like than."

"Like Kurojo." Momo said. "Bakugo called you that a lot. Why?"

"Because he could. When we were kids he thought my shiro means white and kuro mean black and decided to combine it with Jo. And soon other kids called that." Jo started to look depressed. The memories came to his mind.

"He wants to be hero, yet Bakugo seems more like a villain." Momo said. "Did you ever report any of his bullying?"

"He attacked me in class and the teacher only called him on it after the fact." Jo told her.

Momo let out a disgusted sigh. "I heard some school would ignore some bullying if a student's Quirk and scores where good enough. If you told someone else about it, Bakugo would have been blacklisted from U.A."

"That would serve him right."

Momo put a hand on Jo's shoulder causing him to look at her. "Jo, I've haven't known you for long, but you seem like good person."

Jo smile at her. "And you seem like very kind person with a big heart." Jo didn't know why but he decided to hug Momo. She was surprised for a moment, but returned the hug. It was a nice little moment they shared. They two were so caught up in the moment and their conversation they hadn't noticed two important details. One Momo shirt was still undone, her bra exposed. Two, the door was left open, Scratch that. There was a third detail they hadn't noticed.

"Ahem" a female coughed. In shook they broke the hug and stared at the door way. Tomoe was there with her arms crossed and a blank expression on her face. Five of her drone constructs hovered around them with red glowing lights.

"Sweetheart." Tomoe said calmly. "While I'm glad you are meeting friends at school, please understand there are things that you are far to young to do."

"Mom. It's not what it looks like." Jo tried to explained.

Tomoe's eyes narrowed at her. "There is a very lovely young lady in your room, with her top undone. You two are hugging. What conclusion should I make?"

Momo decided to speak." Mrs. Shirogane." She said politely. "My name is Momo Yaoyorozu. Allow me to reassure that me and your son have no inclination to do anything illicit. I came over to compare note on the similarity of our Quirks." She creates a matryoshka doll from her stomach. "I need exposed skin to create objects." She picks up the microscope. "I created this to examine a piece of material Jo makes."

Tomoe nods. "I see."

Momo continues and Jo just stays quiet."Our conversation came upon his childhood bullying. He seemed depressed about it, so I gave him a hug to comfort him." That was a lie and Tomoe knew it. Tomoe decided to play along.

"I see" Tomoe accepted. She took a second to calm down. The red lights of the drone turn, blue indicating that the teens were going to live the next few minutes. "So, I am guessing Yaoyorozu will be staying for dinner?"

"Well..." Jo started but Momo interrupted. "I'd love to."

Tomoe smiled."Alright then." She turned to Jo. "You're cooking tonight."

"What?" was Jo's intelligent response.

"Ms. Yaoyorozu. Please be a welcomed in my home." Tomoe said with a slight bow.

"Thank you for your hospitaliy."

"And button up your shirt." Tomoe told her leaving them. Momo complied while Jo went after his mother. "I'm cooking? What are you doing, it's your turn to cook."

Tomoe snaps around at her son with narrowed eyes. "I work hard all day, I need to relax. Also this is your guest so you will make dinner." She said with absolute authority. Knowing that he wasn't going to win, Jo sighed as he made his way to the kitchen. Tomoe went to her bed room to change. As she did she smirked the entire time. Her son brought home such a nice girl and she wasn't going to let this go to waste. She began to scheme.

"Oh yes. This little dinner would be the first of many, After a while I'll encourage them to get closer, but not too close. They'll have there little outings and dates. Soon after that they be an official couple. Once they've both graduated and established their hero careers my little boy will pop the question." The idea of being a mother-in-law and grandmother made Tomoe absolutely ecstatic. IT would take sometime and would have some bumps along the way, but it be worth it.

About an hour later they sat at the table for dinner. Jo had made a simple teriyaki chicken stir fry with white rice. The aroma from the food smelt delicious and ladies look read to dig in. Momo took a bite and chewed it.

"It's not professional level, but i thinks it's edible." Jo said.

Momo didn't answer she just ate. This made Jo worry for a bit. Did she not like his cooking? Tomoe sat enjoying her food after changing into one of her husband's t-shirts and pajama pant. It was her usual attire when she was at home.

"It's a has unique taste to it." She said taking a bite. "Did you add something to the sauce,"

"I may have added a dash of orange juice for taste." Jo said.

Momo ate the entire dish before hold her bowl out. "Is there more? This is really good."

"Really." Jo asked

"It's good." She Momo complimented. "The family chef is better, you do have skill in cooking."

'You have a personal chef?" Tomoe asked.

Mom became somewhat embarrased. "My family is quite well off."

Tomoe decided not to go deeper into her personal business. She did take a note to look more into this girl.

Dinner finished soon enough and Momo called for driver to pick her up. The car pulled up in front of the house and Momo walk to it with Jo escorting her. Like last time the driver opened the door for her.

"That was fun." Jo said

Momo nodded in agreement. "Next time we should get the class together for study session."

"Sounds like a plan." Jo said. "About that hug earlier..."

Momo put up a hand stopping him. "Don't worry about it. It was just a friendly gesture nothing more."

Jo let out breath in relief. "Okay. So see you at school tomorrow."

Momo smiled a yes and got into the limo. The limo drove off into the night as Jo watched. Momo was a nice girl and he enjoyed being around. To be honest he first that she was a little stand offish, but after meeting her he saw there was more to her. She was very analytical, smart, and professional. At the same time she was sweet, caring, and truly wanted to help those around her.

Jo went inside to finish his homework and prepare the next day. While he did he noticed his mother smiling at him the entire time. What was she up to?


AN: The chapter will end here. This was just for two to meet and talk. No this doesn't make them a pairing as of yet. To Legion's Gurdian sorry Jo will not get One-for-All, His Quirk will be constantly evolving in this story. The point is that when he's strong enough his abilities can stand toe-to-toe with One-for-All.