"Oh, hi, I'm Nejire Hado." The girl smiled before exploding with questions about out quirks.

"Slow down Hado, I don't think they can keep up." Mirio smiled at her.

"Right, sorry." The two turned to their class mate who had turned his back to us and seemed to muttering about how this was a mistake.

"Oh uh, I'm Tamaki Amajiki." He said quietly.

"Mr. Aizawa, if it would be alright? I would like to spar with the class, I don't think I could explain it words what I want to tell them." Togata asked the teacher.

"Sure. Class go get changed." The teacher ordered, "Training clothes."

Chapter 17: Mirio Togata vs 1-A

I stood at guard as my classmates kept their eyes on Mirio. 'To close quarters to use my magic, I'd be putting my classmates at risk.' We all wore the blue and white training uniforms that the school issued us. "You sure you want to do this?" I asked the third year.

"Yes, now get ready." and his clothes fell through him, reveling everything, I focused on his face as he ran at us before falling through the floor. Before I knew it Kyoka who was standing behind me yelled out in shock before she was punched in the gut, her surprised and embarrassed state weakening her already meager aura reserves. "POWER!" He shot from one to the next of our rear guard, knocking them out of the fight with a single blow to the stomach.

I fell back behind our close range fighters. But they couldn't stop him. Kirishima went down, his red aura taking four hits to break, but he couldn't fight back as his strikes passed through Mirio like he wasn't there.

He moved onto Ojiro, two blows to break his aura, before a third that made him keel over.

He couldn't pass through aura. I smirked, hand to hand wasn't my forte, but my new strength would make up for that. He struck down Deku and turned to me. "Well this is almost over."

"Yeah it is." He smiled as he shot down through the floor. I felt his aura, weak as it was shot back up at me. I spun on the spot and blocked his blow with my forearm. "What the..."

"Nothing gets through my barrier." I encased my hand in my aura and struck at him, hitting him on the jaw. The force of the blow lifted him off his feet. He landed a few steps away from me. Iida leaped at him, using semblance and quirk in tandem, his leg encased with his dark blue aura.

"RECIPRO EXPLOSION!" his leg was a blur as he landed a kick deep in the gut of the older student.

"For a second I thought I was alone there." I remarked and smiled at the class rep.

"I'll be you two, you actually managed to hit me." Mirio brushed some dirt off of himself. "This actually kind fun."

"Tenya, you go right, I'll go left." I darted as we tried to close I pincer on the third year, he ducked and dodged our punches and kicks.

"I'm gonna blow you AWAY!" He landed five rapid strikes on Iida, his aura cracking and breaking from the attacks landing in a defeated heap. He turned to me his fist racing to my head and it passed through with a explosion of rose petals. I punched him twice in stomach before grabbing his arm and swinging him around and going to slam him into the ground but he just shot down through the ground when I let go of him.

His hand remerged and grabbed my ankle before I was shot across the room, my body dragging on the ground. I slammed into the wall cracking it up to the ceiling. I was lifted up in to the air by my leg and thrown like a rug across the training room. I spun mid air and landed on my feet, I was breathing hard. "Reapers sleep." I dispersed into rose petals the billowed a black mist, I could see through it just fine. He seemed to be holding his breath for as long as he could, the mist fully darkening the room. And I waited.

Soon his movements became slow, and his face turned purple. I chose that moment to strike, I attacked at blinding speed but his instincts warned him and he grabbed me by the throat and slammed me into the ground as the mist faded. Two straight jabs to my face broke through my aura and I was forced to tap out as his hand squeezed on my neck.

"You almost had me there kid." He gave me a hand up as his class mate handed him his pants. "Sorry if you kids saw my willie." I looked over at the sidelines where Corinthia and Todoroki stood. The shrugged at me. "Do you understand what I was trying to teach you?" Mirio asked.

"Never challenge a third year?" Kirishima got back up with my help.

"No, you see, my Quirk is permeation, I can pass through any substance, except for those barriers a few of you have, never seen anything like it. I had to learn some extreme control for my power." He went onto explain how when he uses his quirk everything passes through him, including air, light and sound, meaning he can't sense anything. "To be a hero you need determination, something you have. Especially young Rose here." He patted my shoulder, "If you're looking for a place to do your work study, come talk to me."

"You're getting ahead of yourself Mirio, we haven't decided if they will be able to do that yet." Aizawa cut in. "Besides, I don't think Sir Nighteye's hero agency will be a good fit for her."

"Well you never know till you try. See you around kids." He waved to us as he left the building.

It was late at night, and two people were walking down the street, one had a pink umbrella to ward off the rain, her arm was lanced through a taller man's his orange hair hidden by a bowler cap, they wore black suits as they made their way to a gated house. The man pressed the buzzer by the gate. "What is your business here?" came a rough voice, like he was speaking through a mask.

"I'm here to speak with Overhaul on the behave of the Leauge of Villains. We have need for his... unique skills." The man said paitently.

"What do villains like you want with the Yakusa?" Came a irritated voice.

"We have a pair of offers for you, Shie Hassaikai. And from one gangster to another, I much more respect the older ways." He said patiently.

"We'll open up the gate, but try anything, and you're dead."

"Wouldn't dream of it." The man leaned on his cane.

Shorter then I would have liked, but I'm a little tired from shoveling snow and stacking wood, so I hope you will forgive me.