Everything had felt funny for the past few hours. From the start of the date and even now as it was coming to its end; a tingle had been buzzing around her like a thousand bees all ready to sting Izuku with the bubbling feelings that had been frothing inside of her. How she got to the here and now didn't matter, Izuku made it worth it.

Wow, that almost made her sound like some crazy obsessed stalker.

"Emi?" Izuku asked, his scarred hand tightening around hers as they walked towards the school grounds. Neither one of them were exactly sure what the dating policy was in U.A. or if there even was one. She should probably ask Momo about it later. "You're making a face."

"I'm always making a face." She stuck her tongue out bumping into his shoulder for the thousandth time that night. Eventually, he'd take the hint that it was okay to touch her as well, but that was just part of his charm. She should kiss him, oh, she had a good idea for that!

He sighed into a smile. "I know, but you weren't smiling it almost looked like you ate a sour lemon or something."

"Oh, that? I was just thinking about how totally crazy I am about you." She came to a stop, Izuku pulling on her hand before turning to look at her.

"Emi?" He sounded concerned. Probably for a reason, she really wasn't smiling now. Dammit, why was this happening now? In the middle of their date when she should be at her happiest.

"I'm fine really. Just kind of remembering my life ya'know?" She gave a laugh and put on a fake smile. Mostly for herself and a bit for Izuku, but he already saw right through it.

He pulled her off the sidewalk and under a tree, the smell of spring and new life permeated the air. It was the most colorful time of year, and one of her favorites. But she liked all of them. "About your old life?"

"Yes, and no." She shrugged. He was probably talking about who she was before she got turned back into a kid again. She didn't remember anything about that Emi, aside from the fact that she had a few relatively minor credit card debts and weird taste in men. Like really weird.

"You wanna talk about it?"

She sighed, looking towards the uneasy look on his face, he really was bad at projecting his confidence, despite the fact that he was a great hero and person. But that humbleness was just another reason why she found him so adorable and teasable. Not very often you can compliment someone with the truth and have them turn red about it. "There's really not much to talk about."

He continued to look at her, egging her on. Stupid, adorable, kind, caring, beef-cake, cinnamon roll.

"I mean that really, the first thing I remember was being rescued by a hero," She had long black hair, a wonderful smile, and managed to calm her down, and encourage her to smile, claiming that smiles were the best way to show that everything would be alright. "After that, I was an orphan, went to school, made a few friends, hopped from house to house for a while, I learned to make my own happiness, mostly through terrible jokes that only I found funny. And what few friends I did have I kind of abandoned to go to U.A. So, I mean I didn't really have an old life."

"Oh, well I umm," Izuku stammered, letting his arms drop, she kept hold of his hands and took a step towards him. He really was adorable when he was flustered.

"Look, don't worry about it Izuku, I'm not. I was just thinking about how awesome it's been to meet you." She smiled, a real one this time, thumbing over his scars. "Basically what I'm trying to say is that I look forward to being a super clingy girlfriend. Because let's face it, I have no concept of personal space."

He snorted into a chuckle, it was quickly becoming one of her favorites and shaking his head so that his green hair flowed like it was out of some shampoo commercial. She was so going to run her fingers through that tangled mess when they got to the cuddling stage. A blush stained his face. "I'm well, I."

She winked, tugging on his hand. "Come one, you shouldn't worry so much, I mean it you have a great smile."

More blushing and muttering. There might be something wrong with her that she liked teasing him so much, and even more so considering how he was starting to like it. "But I don't know what to say, I've never really done this before."

"Neither have I! Technically." Part of her refused to believe that she didn't have any meaningful relationships between sixteen and twenty-eight, there was just no way that she was going to end up some depressed cat lady. "Oh, speaking of which." Despite the fact that it had absolutely nothing to do with what they were talking about. "I won the competition right? That means you have to do whatever I say."

"Oh, I was kind of hoping you forgot about that."

"Pfft, as if. Now close your eyes. And no that's not the one thing, that just something else unrelated." She bounced on her feet, biting her lip, barely able to contain herself. That morose feeling she had was gone, a bubbling excitement overtaking her.

"What, why?!"

"Just do it! It's nothing bad I promise."

His trust in her was ever so slightly were many, many, many humiliating things she could do to someone with their eyes closed. Instead, she leaned up and forward, her chest bouncing against his and their noses touching ever so softly before their lips touched.

Their second kiss was filled with just as much joy as the first sleep-deprived one she stole. But with a bit more technique to it. Izuku flinched at first stunned, but just towards the end, he began to kiss back, moving his chapped lips to hers. And opening his eyes.

"You were supposed to keep them closed." She laughed into her arm trying to hide her smile from him, her cheeks were warm, like she had just been caught with her hand in the cookie jar.

Izuku mimicked her his ears almost as red as his cheeks were. "Was that your one thing?"

"No, that was a bonus, what I want you to do," She smiled taking a step out from under the tree, hands clasped behind her back as she looked back towards him waiting for him to join her. "is take me on lots of dates okay?"

His smile was worth a million kisses. "Sure."

XXXX

The sky was dyed like an orange and strawberry sorbet by the time they got back to U.A. most of their day off had been spent in each others company, and she really didn't want it to stop. Maybe they could watch a movie or something in the common room? Or sneak into his room and do it. Her room was out of the question because she would not be able to resist the urge to slingshot dirty clothes at him.

She really needed to clean her room. Or she could just move into Izuku's room and not have to worry about it. It was great when a plan came together.

"Hey, wanna watch a movie or something? We still have a bit before curfew." She pressed her hand against his arm, she moved down towards his hand, his blush increasing like it was a lever. Wonder what lewd thoughts were going on inside that grassy little head of his.

"Sure, I mean, if we have time, that is."

"We got plenty of time," She backed into the door, pushing it open with her butt while pulling Izuku in with her. "I finished all my homework and-"

The atmosphere was different in here, it was stiff, formal, not like the home she had grown to love. It lacked the subtleness of a slowly changing mood, it was like a flood of serious coming to rain on her parade.

She turned, her smile dropping as she looked out into the room, Eraser was standing in the middle of the common room, the Principal sitting on a stool beside him, and Eri was playing with Mirio in the middle. Where was everybody else? Why were they there?

"Oh hey there Eraser! Me and Izuku totally weren't on a date or anything, not at all we were just having fun as completely platonic friends is all." It was a bad joke in that it wasn't really funny and she was the only one laughing at it, but that didn't really matter either. She had a bad feeling about all this.

"Emi!" Eri shot up from the ground, bouncing over to her like the excited little sister she never had.

She laughed leaning down to catch Eri's full throttle charge. Izuku stepping in beside her. "Eri, holy crud look at you! You've gotten so tall! I bet you're eating all of your veggies aren't you?"

"Yup! Izuku! Izuku! Guess what!" She beamed trying to bounce over her shoulder to look at Izuku.

"You got your hair cut?" Izuku answered.

It made her snort.

"No!" Eri grabbed hold of her hair, pouting. "I like my hair."

"Then I give up."

"I learned a new thing with my quirk!"

Oh. Her heart sunk at that. Eri's quirk was the reason why she was here. No, it's okay, a new thing could be anything, it didn't have to be-

"Joke, Eri discovered a way to undo what she did to you." Eraser blinked at her sounding like the disinterested father she knew he could be, hands in his pockets and shivering like the room was to cold for him. But his attitude was anything but cold, he was happy, smiling even. Something that just seemed off on the aloof man.

"Indeed!" The principal said standing up on his stool. "I'm the principal! And we did several tests to make sure it would work! We used mold! And radioactive isotopes to determine her success. She worked really hard, to undo her mistake."

"Did you really do that Eri?" She asked, hating herself for the tremble in her voice and the way her hands shook. They were going to ask her, weren't they.

"Yea! I even made a puppy a bigger puppy! And then a little puppy again!" The girl beamed with pride using her hands to show a size difference. "I also made a tree grow really big!"

She swallowed the lump forming in her throat, it was like all the joy she had today was being drained out of her. She let go of Eri, taking a step back only to feel Izuku's hand on her shoulder. "That's great." She choked out. "I'm happy you're learning your quirk."

"When you're ready we can have her turn you back to normal." Eras- Aizawa, said like he wasn't aware how uncomfortable this made her.

"Normal?" She bit her lip, trying to fight back tears that were forming along with the panic building inside of her. "What's normal?"

"How you were before, you'll be the Pro-hero that I know again."

"What if I don't want to go back?" She was happy here. She had friends, she had a boyfriend, everything was great!

His smile was gone, and she could see the anger growing in his eyes like the first embers of a fire. "This isn't the time to be joking-"

"I'm not joking!" She stomped her foot, the tears came against her will. "What happens to me if she does that? Do I just disappear like this never happened? You're asking me to stop existing just to bring back someone else. I'm not the Ms. Joke you hate so much." She wiped the tears from her eyes, more came in their place. "The Ms. Joke you know is dead!"

She brushed past Izuku, bolting out the door. Why now? Everything had been going so well. Can't she just be happy?

AN: not to sure how many chapters are left in this fic, wanna guess who saved Emi?