It was quiet in the teachers portion of Height Alliance, and Toshinori did his best to tip toe past the other apartments. Once his door clicked shut he sighed to himself in relief. He didn't need questions as to why he was getting home so late.

Restlessness hummed in his legs and he put on the kettle, hoping some tea would settle his nerves and help him sleep. He rarely slept well though, dreams of one form or another thwarting his chances of rest.

Once the tea was made, and he was sitting at is table, Toshinori noticed his stomach was fluttering. He held his hand against his scar, but it did not originate from there. His hand slide up his torso until rested on the remains of his stomach.

He was, nervous? But happily nervous? The image of Sakurai smiling and laughing was making him happy, and the realization intensified the flutters.

Dread settled heavily on Toshinori then, and he gripped his mug tight, oblivious as the heat began to burn his fingers. This couldn't be happening, not to him, not now.

After Nighteye had passed, anyone who knew of Toshinori's future accepted that it had been changed, and if not, it could be. No one knew that Toshinori stayed up at night, counting the days until he was in the clear.

He had tried his best not to do this, from what Nighteye had said you needed to be able to wish with everything you had. Toshinori looked up at the calendar. It was mid October.

"Seven more months," he muttered, though the timeline was arbitrary, Toshinori only had a vague idea of when it could happen.

Toshinori chastised himself. He needed to stop this, but even though he knew better Toshinori had kept up the depressing habit anyway. With his muscle form gone Toshinori found his usual confidence missing, and doubt often seeped it's way into his everyday. Though he did do his best to not let anyone know.

He released the tea cup in his hands, looking down at how red they had become. He sighed, blowing on them gently as his thoughts continued to swirl. Sakurai was, a lovely woman, and were it a normal situation he would have simply avoided her until she forgot he existed. Unfortunately he needed her.

Toshinori frowned. No, Midoriya needed All Might, so Toshinori had to stay alive. Thus, by extension he needed Sakurai. He would keep going, he had promised the boy.

He sighed again, rubbing his hands along his thin arms. Sakurai's treatments had helped him have more energy, but in moments like this, Toshinori's still felt weak. Leaving the untouched tea on the table, he trudged to his bedroom, falling onto the mattress defeated.

Toshinori closed his eyes, but was many more hours before he could sleep.


"I have your new intern assignments which start tomorrow."

Aizawa stood before 1-A holding a stack of papers,"It's important for us understand what other hero's do. So this time we picked your internships for you, to be opposite to the choices you had last time. Which means if you were apprehension focused before you will be interning with a rescue hero, etcetera."

Aizawa passed the forms to Iida who began handing them around the room, "Even though this is not your preferred hero area, you are expected to perform at your best. You may find a new calling. At the very least we hope you will discover new, inventive ways to use your quirks."

Midoriya looked over his file. This time he would be interning with Backdraft the rescue hero. He smiled gleefully.

"Backdraft is so awesome!" He'd saved so many lives in disasters and interning with him meant Midoriya would be working in a fire department, not a hero agency.

"I wonder what Uraraka would think of me if I saved a cute kitten from a burning fire..." Midoriya pushed his face into his file and blushed excitedly. Working with Backdraft was going to be perfect. Then again Midoriya couldn't think of a hero he wouldn't be excited about.

An angry Endeavor popped into his head, scowling and spouting his Hellfire. Midoriya shuddered.

Okay maybe there is one...


"Backdraft huh?" said All Might leaning back on the bench, "That guy's pretty solid from what I remember."

All Might and Midoriya were enjoying lunch on the roof together, the sun keeping them warm against the cooling autumn air.

"He's no nonsense though so don't try to joke around with him, at least while your on the job," said All Might waving his finger at the boy.

Midoriya nodded, muttering and scribbling in his notebook furiously.

All Might watched him for a moment, "What number are you up to now my boy?"

Midoriya touched up his drawing of Backdraft before closing the notebook and setting it aside,"Nineteen. I have a couple of repeat entries, but I started to run out of room so I had no choice." He dove into his lunch, eager to finish and get back to studying his intern file.

As he ate, Midoriya watched All Might out of the corner of his eye. Something about the man seemed off.

"Is something wrong All Might?" Midoriya asked, his voice slightly muffled by the onigiri he was inhaling, "You seemed really tired."

All Might chewed on his sandwich slowly,"I didn't sleep well last night."

Midoriya stopped eating, concerned, "What have you been worrying about?"

All Might looked down at the boy, shame making the bread in his mouth hard to swallow. Midoriya believed with everything he had that All Might would be alright. That things would work out in the end just like they did in his comic books.

He couldn't let the boy know that his hero was dubious of the outcome. That it was fear of his own death, and it's affect on everyone around him, that kept the old hero up at night.

All Might grinned and rubbed his stomach, "I ate some bad food last night."

"Oh," said Midoriya, his face confused, "Lunch Rush usually good at preventing that..."

All Might waved his hands, "No I went out for food! But don't tell Lunch Rush he might get jealous."

He winked at Midoriya who laughed, and All Might breathed a sigh of relief. He had manage to dodge that bullet for now.

All Might reached down and ruffled the boys hair, "It's nice to spend time with you."

Midoriya chuckled and attempted to fix the tangles All Might had made, "How are your sessions with Ms. Sakurai going?" Midoriya leaned back on his hands, stretching as the wind changed, blowing across them now.

All Might stood and flexed his arms,"They've been going great actually. I feel motivated again. More like myself." He turned and gave Midoriya a thumbs up and smile.

The boy returned the thumbs up then rubbed his head sheepishly, "Do you think I could meet her? Ms. Sakurai I mean."

All Might had a suspicion there was an ulterior motive to this and he raised his eyebrow, "I suppose you can...she a member of the faculty now."

Midoriya scrambled to his notebook and held it up in front of himself excitedly, "Do you think she'll let me watch her use her quirk on you?!"

All Might blanked. He had walked into one of the worst situations possible. Say no and disapoint Izuku or say yes and let him watch one of the most intimate moments he'd had with a woman in years.

"I guess if she says yes," All Might managed to choke out, praying Sakurai would say no.


"Of course you can come watch sweetheart!"

Damn it.

All Might rubbed his hands over his face as Midoriya clapped excitedly. He had no idea how he was going to handle this. Scratching his cheeks, he briefly wondered if he could fake sick.

"It's not very interesting though," Sakurai said, laughing at the young hero's enthusiasm.

"Oh but it is Ms. Sakurai!" Midoriya held up his notebook, "I keep records of all the heroes I meet and their quirks!"

Sakurai blushed and waved her hands playfully, "Oh you're such a charmer, I'm not a hero."

"But you saved All Might! Of course you're a hero. You don't have to fight villains to be one," he clenched his fist dramatically.

Sakurai squealed and pinched both of Midoriya's cheeks, "Oh my goodness you are just too cute I can't stand it!"

Midoriya laughed awkwardly at the woman's surprise affections as she continued to gush over him. All Might felt his eye start to twitch as he watched the whole exchange.

They're both so...weird.


All Might closed the door behind him as the trio entered the east teachers lounge. Midoriya was peppering Sakurai with questions but she seemed to enjoy it. At least thats what All Might assumed from the amount she was laughing.

While Sakurai and Midoriya continued to speak All Might began to remove his shirt. This time it didn't seem quite so intimate. He figured the presence of a fanatic teenage boy had something to do with that.

"Basically it's just touch and you're done!" Sakurai sat All Might on the stool and showed Midoriya her hands, "Skin to skin contact at centre mass gives me the easiest transfer, but as long as I'm touching bare skin it really doesn't matter, I can move the life force." She reached foreword and touched Midoriya lightly in the nose. A soft glow lit up at their point of contact.

Midoriya's eyes filled with wonder, "Oh wow..." As Sakurai removed her finger Midoriya rubbed his nose, "That felt so nice!"

She chuckled and then placed her hands in All Might's back, "Mr. All Might has a large life force capacity. It takes awhile for me to move that much because if I don't focus it will flow too fast and I will burn myself out."

Sakurai's hands began to glow as she closed her eyes in concentration. All Might noticed the treatment was shorter this time. He glanced at Sakurai, she was probably being a bit shy herself.

"Umm, Ms. Sakurai?" Midoriya chewed on the end of his pencil.

"Yes Midoriya?" She tilted her head while fixing her shirt sleeves.

Midoriya opened his notebook, "You said you could transfer life force, does that mean you can take it away from someone too?"

Sakurai's expression fell just long enough for Toshinorito notice. She quickly recovered, acting like doing her tie was distracting her.

"Sorry I didn't quite catch that Midoriya," her voice was much higher now, her words inflected with tension.

"Can you take life force-" Midoriya was cut of as Sakurai grasped his shoulders and began walking him to the door.

"Oh dear. Lunch is almost over so why don't you head off to home room okay?" Sakurai all but shoved Midoriya out of the room as All Might finished buttoning up his jacket.

"So is that why you don't like to talk about your quirk?" Toshinori gave Sakurai a level stare

Sakurai sighed but attempted a smile, "Midoriya seems so innocent, I guess I thought he wouldn't ask."

"He's innocent but the kids not dumb," Toshinori's chest puffed out, a little bit of pride for his student showing through, "It's one of the reasons he'll be a great someday."

"Yes, I underestimated him. He has such a sweet face I guess it's easy to do..." She trailed off, fidgeting with her teardrop earrings while gazing at the floor.

"Are you alright Sakurai?" Toshinori stepped within arms reach of her, trying to catch a glimpse of her face.

She chuckled uncomfortably,"I almost killed my aunt with my quirk when I was six."

Sakurai didn't look up, and she spoke slowly and measured, "I caught a very bad flu when she was babysitting me. She had decided to take me to the hospital but when she picked me up I ended up draining her close to the point of death. For a long time I thought that was all my quirk could do."

She brightened up and smiled at Toshinori,"But now I use it to help who I can. I don't advertise the good part either though as it's easy for me to over exert myself."

All Might nodded and smiled comfortingly at her, "It's a very helpful quirk Sakurai." He didn't offer anything else. He got the sense she had dealt with the difficulties of her quirk long ago, and there was no point bringing it up.

Sakurai blushed,"I gave you a short session today because Midoriya was here, but tomorrow I'll give you a better one. That should put you at max capacity."

All Might grinned eagerly,"I might need you to tonight after I start in that paperwork." The statement was only a half joke, for he found rush of energy after a session almost addictive.

Sakurai covered her hand over her mouth and giggled, "Of course."

The first bell signaled the end of lunch time, "I guess we should get back." Sakurai said.

All Might found himself not wanting to leave. He nodded, trying to clear is mind, "Yes we should."

Sakurai gave a wry smile, "I'll see you after school is over then."

"We could meet at the front gate," he suggested. Toshinori noticed they were closer then before, but he couldn't remember who had closed the distance.

"The I guess I'll see you there," Sakurai said as she began to slip through the door, "Don't forget the tests!"

Toshinori remained in the room for a moment before bringing his finger to his nose."I wonder what it feels like there..."