Disclaimer: I don't own MHA or any of the characters.

Mitsuki whistled, looking around the apartment. "Hot damn, Inko! You really got lucky, huh?"

The scale of the apartment was pretty interesting. The Midoriya's normal table was sat in a space that dwarfed it. Everything else reminded Mitsuki of when she'd been a little girl running around the house. Inko had thought ahead and installed some footstools at the stove and oven so that she could actually use them. The landlord was apparently trying to track down something to plug in so that Inko didn't have to do that, which Mitsuki thought was surprisingly nice for such a grumpy fellow.

Next to her, Katsuki beamed. "It's Midori sized! Awesome!"

Ikumi just grinned, fangs flashing. Mitsuki was happy to see the normally shy and reserved girl so expressive in her new home. It had seemed like her smiling full force had happened less and less as she grew up. "Yeah! I was worried that even if we moved here it would be too small but it's not!"

Mitsuki smiled warmly, before her face turned to a mock frown. "Ikumi, you're not still wearing those T-shirts, are you?"

For a girl who had Inko as a mum and Mitsuki for an aunt, Ikumi's fashion sense was awful. She hugged the plain white T-shirt to herself, the inscription reading 'T-shirt.' "I like them! They're funny!"

Katsuki cackled, the annoying brat. Mitsuki sighed, somewhat fondly. "That's fine, Ikumi. Just remember to hit me up if you want a nice dress to wear."

"I will, Auntie Mitsi!"

Katsuki grabbed his friend's arm. "Hey, you said there's a park nearby, right? Let's go!"

Mitsuki gave her son a glare. "Don't blow up anything that doesn't belong to you, Katsuki!"

"Yeah, yeah!"

Ikumi looked over to Inko, who smiled gently. "Make sure you're back for lunch, Ikumi, Katsuki."

She beamed, bouncing in place slightly. "Let's go, Kacchan! You can meet my friends here!"

Mitsuki smiled as they ran off, Ikumi half-ducking before straightening up. Behind her, Inko set some coffee and sweets on the table. "Nice to see she's got somewhere she fits in."

—

Katsuki stared at the other kids Midori had brought him to meet. She grinned, waving him over. "Guys, this is Kacchan! He's my best friend ever!"

The first one looked pretty cool - some kind of bug guy with a shock of green hair. He glared at Katsuki, and Katsuki met his glare back. "Name's Kamakiri."

"He's got a really cool Quirk, Kacchan! It's called Sharp Edge and he can make knives come out of his arms!"

Katsuki snorted. Trust Midori to swoon over any vaguely cool Quirk.

Next to him was a girl with a rabbit mutation, brown furred and built a bit like Tubby. And she was also head and shoulders taller than Katsuki. She grinned, flexing an arm. "Iku's talked a lot 'bout ya. My name's Hiroko Usagiyama, so ya better remember it!"

Katsuki grinned at her. He kind of liked her already. "Okay, Long Ears."

Long Ears shook her head. "Usagiyama was too hard for ya to remember?"

"It's not too hard! I just don't wanna say it!"

"Kacchan definitely likes you - he actually gave you a nickname rather than call you an extra," Midori whispered to Long Ears.

Katsuki scowled up at Midori. "Well, she's like a friend of yours. Course I'm gonna respect her! More than some of our poophead classmates, that's for sure!"

The bug guy blinked, then turned to Katsuki. "You gonna nickname me or something?"

"...Bug Face."

"Bug Face?!" Bug Face glared at him, a short blade coming from his arm. Katsuki grinned, explosions popping in his hands. Then Midori stepped between them, towering over them both.

"Kacchan, that wasn't a nice nickname! You could call him something else, maybe?"

He crossed his arms. He thought it was an okay nickname. Midori huffed, looking down. "He doesn't like it. So maybe something different?"

Bug Face glared at him, then Midori. "Look, if you just let me-"

He sighed. "Okay, Stabby."

Stabby blinked. "Stabby?"

"Since Midori's asking."

Katsuki wasn't big on apologising, even to his mum. But Midori was willing to fight on this shit, so he was at least going to try and get along with her new friends. Stabby glared at him, then the blade went back.

The rest of the afternoon was spent exploring. After dealing with his shit, Stabby was alright. Even if Katsuki thought he was a bit of an arrogant jerk.

—

Surprisingly Ikumi wasn't the only person in their group of friends who was moving. She looked over to Tsubasa curiously, bento in hand. "You're going away, Tsubasa?"

The shorter boy grinned, wings flapping idly. "Well, my grandpa's moving his clinic to Kamino, and my folks are still overseas. So I'll be going with him."

She shrugged, fiddling with her bento. Ikumi still didn't like how his grandpa smelled - she couldn't put a finger on it but he just smelled wrong. Tsubasa hadn't liked her commenting on how Doctor Tsubasa smelled, though, so she'd stopped talking about it.

Hitosashi frowned. "That isn't fair. Who's gonna help keep Katsuki and Ikumi out of trouble?"

"Hey!" Ikumi pouted.

"It's true." Hitosashi leered, fingers stretching. "You an' Katsuki keep fighting older kids-"

"They keep bullying our classmates! It's not fair!"

Tsubasa rubbed the back of his head. "W-well, it'll be fine! Kamino isn't that far away!"

Kacchan looked up, grinning. "Eh, like I care, Tubby!" He then shrugged. "But if you don't keep in touch I'll freaking beat your ass!"

As Tsubasa glared at Kacchan for using that nickname and Hitosashi laughed, Ikumi sat back with a sigh. Moving had been a lengthy process but she'd made some friends at the apartments already. Sure, they weren't as tall as she was, but she didn't feel as out of place.

Later, they waved Tsubasa off as he drove away with his grandfather to Kamino. They tried to keep in touch, but eventually Tsubasa must have forgotten. Sometimes friends just drifted apart due to differences of location.

—

It wasn't the last time that they ever saw him. Their next meeting was due in several years. Still, time goes quickly when you have things to do.

Ikumi had gained friends at Jukai apartments and managed to introduce them to Katsuki without anything breaking. For a couple of years she was pretty happy there, with Kacchan coming over and helping deal with bullies. And of course she practised her fire breathing with him, since they knew they wanted, more than anything else, to be Heroes.

It was on her tenth birthday that Ikumi found out what the warm feeling shrouding her body meant.

—

When Ikumi was three, she had an accident with a glass of soda. Kacchan had shaken up a bottle as a joke, and it sprayed all over her. Ikumi had needed to wait until she could get it rinsed off. The sticky feeling and matting of her fur had stuck with her. Since then she'd always been extremely careful about soft drinks and juice, not wanting a repeat.

Her tenth birthday party was fairly well attended. They'd sent an invitation to Tsubasa's address, but he hadn't gotten back to them. Still, Hitosashi and Kacchan and the rest of her friends were here, so Ikumi tried not to take it too personally.

Ikumi grinned as her mum set the All Might themed cake down in front of her. The candles weren't lit, but that was just how her dad and her liked it. As her friends and parents sang 'Happy Birthday' to her, Ikumi waited until they were done, then sucked in a breath. Pursing her lips, she blew a tiny spurt of flame over the candles, lighting them up.

As always, her wish was pretty much the same. Please, don't let me grow any taller.

Kacchan grinned. "What'd you wish for Midori? More Hero shit?"

Her mum shot him a look, which Kacchan ignored. Ikumi carefully cut a slice of cake and then let her mum do the rest.

As cake was served, Ikumi was practically bouncing in place, raring to go. It was a beautiful sunny day outside and she wanted to get out there and run around with her friends! Her mum smiled. "Well, here you go-"

Ikumi's jolting leg hit the table, and her glass of orange soda fell back towards her. It almost felt like she was watching it fall in slow motion, the liquid heading for her new Gang Orca shirt-

That strange feeling on her body seemed to intensify. The liquid hit maybe a millimetre away from her shirt, then dribbled off. Ikumi stared as it dripped away from her shirt, and onto the floor. Her mother, half seeing this, sighed. "Okay, Ikumi, I'll-"

She stopped, seeing that her daughter was dry and not in need of a towel. Ikumi stared at her dry shirt. "I… how did that happen?"

It wasn't as if she had some sort of moisture repelling Quirk - she had been caught in the rain and she'd gotten wet then! Maybe it was some sort of really specific Quirk that only repelled soft drinks? But then she wouldn't have gotten soaked by soft drink in the first place all that time ago, so maybe-

"Midori, you're mumbling." Kacchan glared at her. "Also, why did you hide that part of your Quirk?"

Ikumi flushed, then flailed, trying to come up with an explanation for Kacchan. "I-I didn't know I could do that! I-"

Mum blinked. "It's certainly news to me! It would have been nice to know you had a Quirk that could help repel all those dirt and mud stains you pick up."

Kacchan glared up at her mum. "Dirt stains? Auntie, Midori gets way less muddy than we do!"

Ikumi's mind whirled while her friends concurred. Had she seriously not noticed this? Sure, she liked looking at other people's Quirks, but she hadn't seriously looked at her own one. Not like she did with other people.

"Ikumi? Sweetie? Are you okay?" her mum said, worried.

Ikumi suddenly sat up. "I have a second part to my Quirk that I only just noticed! How could I not be okay?"

—

Inko had always described her Quirk as an extension of her arms - like she was casting a line out to a smaller object and attaching onto it. When she latched onto something, it steadily retracted back to her body, dragging whatever small item she had focused on with it.

The purple skinned Quirk Counsellor, looking at her Quirk and Ikumi's, concluded that Ikumi had picked up a stronger version of Inko's own Quirk. "It almost sounds like a telekinetic field that is focused solely on your arms," he explained, tapping Inko's hands for emphasis. "A way of tethering what you can do to safe limits."

He then pointed to Ikumi. "Your daughter's field is spread all over her body - perhaps the Quirk creating a redundancy for her much larger frame."

"But why hasn't she activated it consciously before?"

He shrugged. "If I had to guess, she may have activated it unconsciously. Now, you said that this feeling goes when you breathe fire?"

Ikumi nodded, excited. "It feels like it goes 'whoosh' and then it goes into the fire, and then it comes back later!"

"Hm." He jotted down a note. "We would need to test this, but from my initial assessment, it sounds like her fire breathing and telekinetic shell are connected."

"Oh! It's like mummy's telekinesis! Cause she reaches out with her stuff and then she grabs it! But my telekinesis goes into my fire and then it goes and my body makes more of my field! Or maybe it comes back to me!"

"Sounds like you've got a good idea of how it works, young lady," he chuckled.

Inko smiled, patting Ikumi on the back. "She likes looking at Hero Quirks. Why, Ikumi has practically filled out three notebooks with notes on them!"

"Muum! Don't tell him that!"

With new information about Ikumi's Quirk, they had to update the name, which took a while. Ultimately, Hisashi was the one to make a name. "Dragonframe! Since her body has a telekinetic shell, like a framework around her body! And it's a pun in English!"

Inko sighed. "It's not completely accurate. We just referred to it as Dragonbreath because Ikumi doesn't look like any one animal."

"Well, the alternative would be clunky. Half Telekinetic Shell, Half Fire Breath? Doesn't roll off the tongue."

Ikumi giggled. "No it doesn't!"

'Dragonframe' it was. Inko could only hope that there were no more surprises coming from Ikumi.

AN: Update! Yay!

Ikumi has made friends here! And, most importantly, has discovered a facet of her Quirk that she was unaware of until now! Mostly because she's been unconsciously using its defensive aspects - she tends to get less muddy than her friends.

This is the first time she's consciously tried to block something from happening to her.

I will say this, Ikumi is more than strong enough to ignore the Square Cube Law, the TK shell is a redundancy that helps Ikumi slightly. Like a full body appendix. With training, who knows?

In case people were wondering, Hitosashi's full name is Jubito Hitosashi. His name is a reference to his Quirk.

I got the idea for the birthday cake from a reader, danythebookwyrm on Ao3. Speaking of which, I'm uploading all my fics from Spacebattles there and on to make sure they get the popularity they deserve!

Next time… we go through Puberty, and see Ikumi through other eyes! Please, leave comments, tell me what works and what doesn't! Any ideas you have, share them!