"You just gotta like feel it and then go 'Wahbam!"

Having Nejire Hado of all people explain to Izuku Midoriya how to use a quirk that neither one of them fully understood was probably a mistake. But out of all the people that Moe knew at U.A., Nejire was the closest one to how she thought Izuku's new quirk worked. They both drew energy from somewhere inside of them and used it.

And they both had down sides, where Nejire risked passing out if she used to much of her energy, Izuku would probably explode.

"Wackboom!" Izuku shouted, his face red as he mirror Nejire over exaggerated movements like she was doing a blast attack out of an anime.

"No no no! It needs to be more Zaaboof!"

"Bakoom!"

"No no-"

Moe twisted her face, she wasn't sure if she should be jealous that Izuku and Nejire were so easily able to understand each other. It only took Izuku like half a day for him to stop being a blushing mess over Nejire and now they were both acting like best friends. Maybe she teased Izuku to much and now he had built up an immunity to pretty girls. Which sucked, he was cute when he was blushing and stuttering.

"I'm surprised those two get along so well." Mirio came running up to her, still wearing that 'These thighs don't lie' T-shirt she gave him. Apparently that meant they were dating. Apparently a lot of things meant that they were dating. For some reason, their entire school thought they were dating.

They weren't.

Mirio was gay.

Big time. The only people that knew at school were herself, Nejire, and Tamaki.

"Yeah, well you know how Nejire is, she can make friends with a-"

"A hot headed and frightening person like you?" Mirio winked at her placing his hands on his hips and smiling at Nejire and Izuku.

"Oi, I'm not that bad!" Moe huffed crossing her arms and glaring at Izuku now doing some goofy pose with Nejire, he was twisted up like a pretzel while Nejire was just casually holding her head behind her head. Then Izuku fell.

"You did throw Nejire into a pit until she could fly out. And how many times did Tamaki need his stomach pumped?"

In all fairness she got most of those ideas from Izuku. Well not directly, more just inspired by him. She doubted that he would ever force Nejire into a hole. "Oh, don't act like it didn't work."

"So do you have a plan for Izuku then?" Mirio nudged her with his elbow, "Considering how you haven't done anything after tricking him into confessing like that a week ago."

"Would you drop that. I told you," She kicked at some of the sand on the beach, watching as Nejire flopped onto the sand with Izuku probably so he wouldn't feel bad about falling over. Or to just chill really it was 50/50 with her. "I've known Deku's had a crush on me for years, I just wanted to tease him a bit."

Besides, him confessing was a good thing, it might give him the confidence he needs to make a move or something. Probably not, she'd have to press him for that. But in the meantime she can give him a bit of motivation. Wait! That was it!

"Mirio! I have a great idea!"

He laughed, "Well, that's not good."

XXXX

All of Moe's friends were so amazing. Mirio had one of the most complicated quirks he'd ever seen, but it was so simplistic, it was really amazing what he was able to do with it. Even if it did end up with Mirio in various states of undress if he wasn't careful, but with some heros like Midnight, Mirio had a bit of wiggle room in terms of decency.

And then there was Nejire. Who was mildly terrifying, because she had no idea what personal space was, was really cute, and really easy to talk to, and those really weren't reasons why he should be afraid of it. It was actually how much sense she made when she was talking complete nonsense.

He hadn't actually met Tamaki yet. Apparently he was afraid of things like people, the outside, direct sunlight, and existing.

"Uhh, Mirio, what exactly are we doing today?" It was nearing the end of march, and after several weeks of trying to use All Might's quirk without having something explode they had succeeded in doing absolutely nothing. Well Izuku had gotten his ass kicked more times than he cared to count by Mirio and a handful of times by Nejire as part of Moe's impromptu and random training program he had been dragged into. Apparently she was like this at school too, constantly motivating others to keep going like a malicious taskmaster that could make a corpse do jumping jacks.

At least that's what Mirio said about her.

And Izuku was inclined to agree.

Mirio jammed one of the two poles into the ground, wiggling it firmly in place until it was level and then looked up. "Apparently we're playing volleyball today."

"Okay," Izuku shoved his own pole into the ground, making sure that the net between the two was nice and taught. It was the weekend but it was still early enough that the cold early morning fog still clung to the beach. "Why?"

"I don't try to understand the machinations of Moe's mind, I just roll with it." Mirio placed his hands on his hips and laughed striking a heroic pose. "Besides, a bit of fun can go a long way!"

"I guess, I don't really even know the first thing about volleyball though." Izuku grabbed one of the support wires for the pole and pulled it taught, and dug it deep into the ground a few feet from the pole's base.

"Achu~!" The very cute sounding sneeze of Nejire Hado drew both boy's attention up the beach. Nejire was wearing a large sweater that went all the way down to her bare legs. She sniffed and rubbed her nose with her sleeve then yawned with her whole body. "Sorry, I needed to sneeze."

Then there was Moe. She was standing in a black sports bikini bottom that left her pretty much all of her thighs exposed, her stomach was likewise exposed displaying her definition and hard work in keeping up with her workout. Her chest was contained in a black sports bra with orange flames on it that said "Burnin Hot". Under her right arm she held onto a black and green volleyball.

"Holy fuck its cold!" Moe swore, her entire body shaking for a moment. Her hair flared for a moment and then grabbed the volleyball with both hands. "I should have waited for fucking summer!"

"Yeah!" Nejire cheered throwing one hand up into the air, showing more of her own thighs. "Can I get dressed now?"

"Later!" Moe winked. "But first, we're going to warm up with some volleyball. And we're going quirks free!"

"Woo!" Nejire cheered again this time with both hands up in the air, moving her sweater up just enough to show off her sky blue bikini bottom. "Get ready to lose Mirio!"

"Haha, I think you're underestimating me and Izuku, Nejire, we're not going to go down without a fight." Mirio slapped Izuku on the back his smile bright even against the dull fog.

"What? But I don't even know how to-"

"Deku!" Moe threw the ball at him a small explosion of flame coming out from behind the ball to give it a bit of extra speed. "If you manage to score a point, I'll give you a kiss! How does that sound?"

Even with his growing blush, Izuku couldn't help but smile. Moe was really good at motivation. "Alright!"

XXXX

Desperate.

That was his current situation. The spring sun was getting high in the sky and so far he hadn't even scored a single point, Mirio had scored a dozen or so points on his own, but as good as Mirio was at the sport, Moe was just that much better.

And Nejire was just cheating!

Another blast of hot air came from Moe as she sent the ball high up into the air, high enough that it's shadow vanished from the ground, right where Nejire was waiting for it.

Just one single point.

That was all he needed.

This felt familiar. That same desperation he felt during the exam as he ran around not knowing what he could do, trying to feel any part of All Might's quirk inside of him. But now he could feel it. Looming just behind his every action he took, an immeasurable amount of power slumbering. If he tried to take just a bit the beast would awaken and go rushing forward trying to squeeze out of a small hole and bursting the dam.

Nejire spiked the ball from up high, using her quirk it spiraled around like a helix of pain, the ball actually warping from how fast it was going when powered by her quirk. And it was coming right towards him.

He held his arms just like Mirio had showed him and received the hit. The impact stung, like he had just gotten beaned by a baseball, his muscles screamed at him, his bones groaned, and his entire body was shaken. The ball went flying up towards Mirio.

Was that enough? Could Mirio spike that? Wait, what was Mirio doing, he was, fuck!

Mirio stayed on the ground moving to just under where the ball was about to land and recieved it, serving it up high. "Izuku!"

That bastard!

How the hell was he supposed to spike a ball like that! His legs were burning just from receiving Nejire's spike. His legs moved on his own, the muscles still screaming at him for even agreeing to this in the first place, it was just like that first couple of days of jogging with Moe. Dammit! He started to run, hands flying behind his back as he stared at that ball, floating in the air like the ultimate prize for him to take.

It was so high up.

He jumped, all but flying through the air with his hand outstretched behind him. The beast had woken up, gathering its senses and looking for a way out, any way out. So he gave it a way out. Everywhere. Every part of his body was now a way for it to flow out. He got to the ball, ready to hit it with all his force.

He saw Moe, her fangs showing as she stared at him with her flaming eyes, her green hair blazing on top her head like a bonfire of life. Her legs were planted on the ground legs spread wide as she was prepared to receive his spike. Then he'd just have to hit it harder than she could block. He put his all into that swing and hit the ball

Hard.

His hand stung from the force. His entire body from his ears to his toes felt like he had just gotten the mother of all sunburns. He could feel his teeth. Worse, was that the ball didn't land on Moe's side of the court, instead he hit it at a bad angle, sending it out to sea. Way out to sea, and through a large wave the water flying up and making a rainbow.

But the most amazing part of it all, was that his hand. It wasn't broken. Sure it hurt like all fucking hell, but he could still move his fingers.

He landed on the sand and his felt the air forced his lungs. Everything hurt. But he had used All Might's quirk just then right? Without breaking anything? But, he didn't score a point. "Dammit!"

"Well you're still, moving so I guess you didn't break anything." Moe stepped over him, running a tongue over her teeth, both hands on her hips. She looked hot from this angle. "How you feeling Izuku?"

"Did I score?"

"A point in volleyball? Nope! I think you just hit the ball across the bay." She leaned down and grabbed onto his hand and pulled him to his feet. "But you totally scored at least one badass point. Which I guess counts."

Somehow the kiss against his forehead made everything feel better.

"Win the sports festival and I'll give you a real one."

AN: Ara Ara Ara Ara Ara Ara