It wasn't until a few days later that All Might and Midoriya began to test her new found power, as Inko had wanted to spend some time alone with her daughter which neither blonde were dumb enough to object to, not that either wanted to anyways.

Now it was the day she could finally go out and train, her mother having called in the school for an off-day for her. She had her trusty yellow backpack and red sneakers, a simple blue shirt and the most goddamn irritating pair of jeans ever.

No seriously, these things shouldn't be as itchy and… coarse as it was, grinding against her. And for god sakes she did not want to be caught scratching herself-

"Izuku?"

Never mind then. Turning with a slightly red face she met her mother's gaze, who just looked at her with the same bemused expression she used to when her son would ramble on in a muttering storm no one could actually understand.

"You forgot to put on pants, didn't you?" The plump woman immediately identified the problem, causing her child to blush. "And your old clothes? If you go train in them you'll be tripping over yourself constantly."

"I like my clothes…" She muttered with a frown, as her mother walked up to her. She had been putting off buying anything new for as long as possible, because why would she want to change from her usual stuff?

"I'm not going to make you abandon them all but you need to at least get some new things for training, please? For me?"

"You're cheating." Izuku muttered, making her mother grin as she placed a kiss on the blonde's head.

"Come on, we'll go down the shop beside the beach so you can pick out at least some training clothes."

Before Izuku could argue, her mother was off, pulling her by the wrist.


"What about this?" Inko asked, pulling out a dark button up cardigan that elicited a snort from the regeneration teen, who leaned against the wall with her arms crossed.

"Yeah, if I regenerate to be older than you, I'm sure it will help to look like a grandma." She said, ignoring her mothers eye roll.

"Maybe we should try shoes instead of tops?" The older woman suggested only to be met with a purposeful glare.

"Not the shoes. Never the shoes." She made very clear, before looking around. She just had to pick something then she could be off, unfortunately she almost never picked out her own clothes due to not really caring about fashion. Just comfort.

"Ok, could you please just look around and pick a few things out?" Her mother practically pleaded, as she went to sit down. "I promise I won't judge your choices, if your dress sense has also changed."

Shaking her head, Izuku let out a sigh as she walked forward towards the sections for shorts and trousers, eyes roaming about. Then, her purple pupils settled upon a pair of simple black booty shorts, feeling almost drawn to them. 'Well, she did say she wouldn't judge. Might as well try to have fun with this.'

So she snatched them up, before turning to see more shorts but in denim for day to day life which she also picked up, she also grabbed one or two skirts but for the most part shorts were all she grabbed before she turned her attention to the shirts.

She grabbed a handful of crop tops, regular shirts and a few sleeveless shirts for training, as well as a few simple sports bra's to take along. With it all in hand, she turned and made for the changing room, ignoring her mother's amused look.

A couple minutes later, and she stepped out in the black shorts with green stripes and a white crop top that reached her waist and had black lettering reading 'Best Girl', It has amused her to much regarding the circumstances not to pick up. "What do you think?"

The older greenette gave her a once over, before smiling despite himself. A surprising reaction as the greenette half expected to be called a slut, just in much less crude terms. "I think it's great you know you have a good body. It's revealing but tasteful, so I can live with it."

"You don't mind?" Izuku questioned, surprised.

"If you have the confidence to show off, then you have confidence and that's not something I'm going to complain about." Inko smiled, gesturing back to the changing room. "Now go pick out a few more outfits. Oh and Izuku?"

"Yes mom?"

The woman through a packet towards her and she grabbed it, before blushing as she realized it was a pack of polka dot panties in different colours, and some stockings. Despite that though, the blonde's eyes shifted to the underwear section of the story with more frilly and lacey selections, not realizing her mom could follow her gaze. "You'll need those, I already paid for them. As for those other one's, maybe when you're older. Or alone."

She decided to file away the wink and decide she never saw her mother do it ever. She was too innocent.

"O-oh, ok. Uh, put it on All Might's card! He shared it with you to get me to the beach right? He probably won't mind helping with this part either."

"Fair enough."

With that she ducked back into the changing room, still as efficient as when she was a boy, having multiple potential outfits set out. It took twenty minutes to try them all out and have four main one's picked out, but to her surprise despite having not wanted to come here, she was actually having fun with it.

Her favourite of the outfits, with the additions her mother had given, was a simple aqua coloured shirt with kanji lettering along with pair of denim short shorts with grey trim. Beneath the shorts she had on black fishnet leggings.

Her second favourite outfit was perhaps the most showy of the three, with a blue spaghetti strap top and a flowery skirt in a tone of peach very close to her own skin.

Finally, there was a really simple outfit of a dark peach polo shirt and light green shorts with black trim, above normal stockings. It was the one she liked least of the three, perhaps because it was the most modest but she still really liked.

Once she was satisfied with her choice, she came out and handed them to her mother as she began returning the other clothing pieces to their rightful places. As the blonde did, her eyes scanned over the jewellery and she paused, spotting a choker.

A choker made of hearts as green as her old eyes. She picked it up, and quickly tested it around her neck before letting out a satisfied hum and bringing it to the front with everything else.

She just shrugged when the older woman shot her a questioning look.

"Alright Izuku. You go get changed into the training clothes and I'll bring everything back, ok?"

"Ok."


After that, It had only taken another ten minutes for the girl to get down to the beach and begin her training in earnest. Admittedly, All Might's reaction when he had seen what she'd chosen had been, in a word, hilarious.

She didn't know the human throat could make sounds like that.

"Alright, so you can still bring the energy to the surface yes?" Her 'mentor' asked, getting a nod from her.

"Yes, though it's starting to get more difficult now." She confirmed, showing him her glowing hand. It was dimmer than when she had first been doing it in the hospital. "Same amount of effort."

"It's still a tremendous first step, my girl, even if it is basic. Its generating light, meaning you have the ability to light up anywhere you go now." He said, with a thumbs up and a cheeky smile appeared on her face.

"Depending on who you'd ask, I think my new body could already do that."

"I'm choosing to ignore that."

"You won't for long." Izuku said in a sing song voice.

"Stop it." All Might ground out.

"No." She laughed, twirling. "If I've got to be a girl now then I'm going to own it. I'm sexy, and we all know it."

"God dammit, my girl." The man let out a sigh, before turning to the nearby trash mounds. "Just try and let of a bolt of energy or something at those."

"No wonder you don't have a girlfriend with that attitude." She rolled her eyes, focusing as much energy as she possibly could into the hand, causing her to flinch as it burned before all too suddenly a jet of energy exploded out, hitting the trash and blasting her back on her ass. "Ow…."

"Still feel like insulting my love life?" All Might asked with a slight smirk, while the regeneration teen picked herself up.

"Yes, because I know where it's going. You're going to end up with some discount reporter from the weekly tribune or something." She said, focusing her hand again and planting her feet, shooting out a bolt with a little less energy and causing the mount to explode into pieces. "HA! I did it!"

"Well done my girl! And what do you mean a discount reporter?" The older blonde asked as he cocked his head to the side.

"Well you know, you're discount superman so you need a discount Lois Lane." She said, smug smile on her face.

"I'm much better than Superman."

"Keep telling yourself that." She laughed, but it faltered at the smile on the man's own face.

"Next challenge. You need to control the energy output to something much less destructive, you can't blast normal people with an attack like that."

Blinking, she turned and focused on lessening the energy, aiming for half of what she went for before. Except, all to suddenly, it exploded in her face and threw her back again, making her hit her head on the beach .

"Could Superman knock you on your behind without lifting a finger my girl?"

"If he was real. Clearly the genie who brought you out the comics didn't understand much about the source material." She remarked, picking herself once more. "Why do I get the feeling this isn't going to be the only time I fall off my feet?"

All Might's only answer was a smile.

"Try again."

Sighing, she did as she was told.

Again, and again and again.

And every time, she could feel herself getting closer but every time she also caused an explosion that knocked her back at the very least.

"One more time!"

Gritting her teeth In annoyance as she brushed the sand off her new clothes, she pooled the energy into her hands one more time. Finally this time she managed to throw out a much more reasonable blast for just a few moments, not exploding the trash mound but managing to push it back in on itself.

"Ha! YES!" She called out, but her excitement quickly turned against her as it unconsciously increased the amount of energy she put in, making the attack more violent. "Wait, wait no!"

She tried to cancel to suddenly, stopping all the power instantly with no time to deplete and suddenly…

BANG!

"MIDORIYA!" All might called out as the blonde was catapulted not just backwards but into the sky. She was disoriented for a moment before her senses came back to her and she looked down to see she was falling fast, from a height certain to kill her for the second time this month.

Then her instinct took over, as her arms shot out against her will and two massive jets of green energy blasted out, rapidly slowing her descent and suddenly becoming much easier to adjust in power as she hovered above the ground. Her legs came down to put her in an upright position and once they did energy shot out of them as well.

A wide grin broke out on her face, and with much more ease than before put in more power, lifting herself up before then decreasing and coming down. Curiosity taking over, she put on full power for just a moment and blasted into the sky before tilting forward and using the jets of energy to propel her.

It was shaky and unstable but…

"HA! HAHAHA!" She laughed like she was insane, unable to help it before she let go of the energy, dropping and flipping, going back to hovering before landing and looking up at a shocked All Might. "I… I can fly! How can i…"

"…You adjust to what kills you…" All Might muttered, walking over to her with wide eyes. "Emotionally, it was confidence and your classmates but…. Physically…"

"It was the fall." Midoriya finished for him, looking down at her hands. "So…"

Curious, she took aim again and this time it was much easier to shot a solid beam of concentrated energy, going through the mound.

"I just needed a kickstart…" She laughed, as the number one pro just let out a noise of amazement, before smirking.

"I wouldn't get overly excited my girl. Having a shortcut one way doesn't give you one all ways." He commented, turning to her. "What about concentrating a small amount of energy into a little condensed package to use at will?"

"You mean like an energy ball?" She asked, getting a nod. Humming, she held out her hand and tried to focus on making one, only for a massive jet of energy to shot into the sky. "Uh… whoops…."

"Don't aim up, in case of planes." All Might told her, and she quickly adjusted to face down. Before her brain caught up with her actions or her mentor could warn her, she tried again.

Once more, a jet of powerful energy shot out and this time threw her right into the sky.

All Might sighed.

"This is going to be a long ten months…"

Izuku crashed beside him a moment later, groaning.

"You're telling me, matchstick."

"Stop calling me that."

"Never."

Rolling his eyes, Toshinori helped her up and looked down at his watch. '2:45PM' "Young Midoriya, do you mind if I go do something quickly? I won't be too long."

"Uh… sure?"

"Great!" He clapped his hands together, turning to walk away. He paused for a moment though, and turned back. "You go to Aldera Junior High, right?"

"Yes, why?"

"No reason." He smirked, turning and running off in his muscle form. It took him about a minute to locate said school, where by perfect luck he overheard a school assembly held by the school's principal outside. It was, rather disgustingly in the blonde's opinion, a presentation trying to establish why eliminating the weak is necessary in the job market, and why it was better to have more powerful quirks. Considering what had happened very recently with his new student, it made his already minimal guilt over this none existent.

"I AM HERE!" He called out, interrupting them all and getting may gasps from the students as he landed on stage. Smiles of excitement broke out among all the students and teachers, except three familiar faces. He didn't smile as he looked up. Some pulled out phones, which was just perfect for the blonde. 'Make this public and I'll never need to do this again.'

"And I am very, very angry with this sorry excuse of a school."

He heard an audible gulp from the principal.