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Just Dropping In

-Chapter 2-

-Last time-

"Alright, alright, calm down kid, we're going," Mt Lady said with a giggle as she started walking back to the shoreline, where the media could already be seen amassing. "So… mind explaining that little sky diving fun of yours? You know it's illegal to use your Quirk in public like that without a Hero or Provisional license."

"Sure, j-just two things I w-wanna know first," Naruto said as he rubbed his arms for warmth, getting the titanic woman's attention. "W-where the hell a-am I and what in the h-hell is a Q-Quirk?"

…

"Heh?"

-And Now, Police Station-

Inside a small typically designed interrogation room, Naruto could be found sitting on a plain and somewhat uncomfortable metal chair with a bored expression on his face as he leaned against an equally plain metal table, his head resting in the palm of one hand while he idly tapped the metal with the other.

"Geez, how long are they gonna make me wait in here, I'm so fricking bored." The whiskered blonde grumbled as he stared at the doorway impatiently. It had been a few hours since he'd accidentally helped that giant chick, Mt. Lady she said her name was, took down that golem dude and he'd been stuck dealing with constant annoyances the whole time.

First, he had to deal with a bunch of annoying people called reporters who wouldn't stop harassing him and Mt Lady after she shrunk down to the size of a regular person, which made him wonder if she was possible a relative of the Akimichi clan. After they finally gave those guys the slip, the once giant woman took him to this place, where he had to spend several minutes being fussed over by some elderly nurse lady, though that wasn't so bad as she gave him some candy afterwards.

Then he had to deal with some guy grilling him over about using his 'quirk' in public by some dude dressed in a trench coat. Naturally though, this just ended with him asking what the hell a Quirk even was again, because Mt Lady never answered and while he may be a little dumb at times he was pretty sure they weren't talking about his sunny disposition.

This seemed to stump the man, as he repeatedly asked if Naruto was serious about not knowing what a quirk was, then asked things like where Naruto was from and what he had been doing before the fall. Not seeing any reason to lie, Naruto told the guy what he could, though his annoyance was only further fueled when he had to explain things like the hidden villages, shinobi, jutsu, and even chakra of all thing.

Did that guy live under a rock or something? Who doesn't know about chakra?

After the blonde finished his long explanation, the trench coat guy excused himself and asked Naruto to wait while he went to do something or another, he kinda tuned out at the waiting part.

However, what he didn't know was the man hadn't actually gone far, just to the other side of the one-way mirror where Mt Lady and a scruffy dude with baggy eyes, messy black hair, a large grey scarf, and funky yellow goggles were chatting away as they stared at the young man. That was Shota Aizawa, otherwise known as the pro-hero Eraserhead, a somewhat underground hero who preferred to stay out of the spotlight if he could.

"So Noamasa-san, what's the verdict? The kid doing alright?" The once giant woman asked with a weak grin, a mild edge of nervousness mixed in her voice and for good reason. If it got out that she was possibly responsible for giving a kid brain damage, indirectly or not, then it would kill her career and/or reputation as a Pro-Hero.

"Honestly, I'm not sure," Noamasa said with a shrug, making all humor vanish from Mt Lady's face while the scruffy guy perked up in interest. "Unless he's the greatest liar I've ever met that boy truly doesn't know what quirks are and truly believes his… unusual story."

"Unusual, yeah, that's a word for it, so is delusional," The tired looking guy muttered while rolling his eyes. "Recovery Girl said that he wasn't injured in any way, so he's probably just suffering from the drawback of his quirk. Wouldn't be the first one I've seen that causes something like this."

"I figured that too Eraserhead, but that still doesn't explain why we also haven't been able to find any records of a Naruto Uzumaki at all," Noamasa countered Eraserhead, neither of them noticing (or just not caring) as Mt Lady wiped the sweat off her brow with a sigh of relief. "I even had his fingerprints checked in case he was using a fake name but got nothing, not even in the quirk registry and the blood tests are still running."

"All lies have a grain of truth in them," The scruffy hero replied cryptically, earning a raised brow from the trench coat wearing detective whilst Mt Lady just look completely lost until he elaborated. "He said something about an overprotective grandmother who tried to trap him somewhere to 'keep him safe'. Perhaps there are no records of him because that part of his tale isn't completely fictitious."

"That… is possible," Noamasa muttered while rubbing his chin in thought. "If that's the case though, then why would they do that?"

"No idea, to many unknowns to come up with a valid theory yet, we'll have to wait until this kid-

"Uh guys," Mt Lady cut Eraserhead off as she stared at the one-way mirror in shock, or more specifically the now empty room on the other side. "Where'd he go?"

…

*Boom*

"Oh son of a bitch." The two men swore simultaneous.

-Meanwhile, Three minutes earlier-

'Got to pee, got to pee, got to pee!' Wandering around the halls of the police station after slipping out of the interrogation room, Naruto barely managed to keep his composure as his bladder screamed at him for release. 'Where the hell is bathroom?!'

He would have just asked someone for directions, but for some reason the whole place was seemingly deserted, despite having been completely bustling earlier when he first arrived. Had Naruto not been so distracted by his need to take a leak, he may have noticed the clocks on the walls which showed that it was nearly two in the morning hence most of the staff had headed home.

So the boy was left with no other option but to search the place by himself and hope he found the bathroom before it was too late.

"Oof!" "Guh!"

Or that's what the blonde thought until he rounded a corner and ended up bumping into a woman, knocking her onto her ass.

"Sorry about that, I wasn't paying attention where I was… Anko-chan?" Naruto started to apologize as he reflexively held his hand out to help the lady up, only to cut himself off when he got a good look at her.

This was Nemuri Kayama, otherwise known as Midnight the 18+ only hero, who had dark purple almost black hair and large chest wearing a thin red mask that framed her eyes and a dominatrix-like outfit consisting of a black leotard over a light tan skinsuit, a belt hanging loosely around her waist, blue stockings, and black knee-high boots.

Said woman blinked in confusion at what he called her before shaking it off and accepting the hand. "No harm done, and the name is Midnight not Anko."

"My bad," The whiskered blonde said, pulling Midnight back up to her feet with a single tug before scratching the back of his head with a sheepish grin. "You look a lot like her."

"Oh really, is that so?" The sexually dressed woman asked in a sultry tone as she leaned in close to the whiskered blonde, intentionally smooshing her large breast together as she did. She just loved teasing young men like this, their flustered expressions were always so amusing and it admittedly did boost her vanity just a tiny bit to know she could incite such reactions so easily.

"Yeah, you guys could practically be sisters, you're even dressed kinda like her," So imagine her surprise when Naruto just smiled back casually, not even the smallest blush on his cheeks as he spoke. "All your missing is mesh armor, a trench coat, and ponytail."

"Ah." That was all Midnight could say, dumbfounded by the blonde's complete and utter lack of reaction.

"Hey, do you happen to know where the bathroom is?" Naruto asked, snapping the woman out of her daze as he hopped in place. "I REALLY need to go."

"I can see that," Unable to help herself, Midnight giggled softly as she watched the boy do the age-old potty dance before jabbing her thumb over her shoulder towards a plain door with a blue man icon painted on it in the hallway she'd just come. "It's right over there, kid."

"Oh thank Kami!" Naruto exclaimed happily, shooting past the woman in a blur of motion before she could finish and vanishing through the door.

"AAAAH!"

"WHAT THE-"

*Crash*

However, not even a second later, the whiskered blonde came flying back out and crashing through the wall, taking the door down in the process. The cause for this was quickly revealed a moment later when a very angry woman with dark tan skin, pure white hair, and a pair of long bunny ears came marching out.

"And stay out you damn pervert!" She yelled, her arms crossed as she glared at Naruto's groaning form before seeing Midnight standing nearby. "Hey Nemuri, can you believe this moron? Thinking he can get away with barging into the women's restroom like that in the middle of a police station."

"Uh Mirko," The 18+ only hero started as she pointed to the now named Mirko's side, getting the bunny woman to look over and see a door with a pink female icon a few feet away. "That's the women's restroom, you're in the men's room."

…

"Oh, so I am," Mirko muttered as her anger rapidly changing to awkward sheepishness, her gaze drifted back to Naruto as the whiskered blonde got back up with a scowl, a large rabbit foot shaped bruise forming on his face and a noticeable stain on his pants. "Erm… Oops?"

"You made me piss myself," Naruto stated in a menacing tone while cracking his knuckles. "I'm gonna kick your ass."

-Present-

"What the hell!?" Noamasa exclaimed as he, Mt Lady, and Eraserhead came rushing down the hall from the observation room to find the police station utterly wrecked. Walls were smashed apart, craters littered the floor, several things were on fire, and a large chunk of the ceiling was missing.

Despite all this however, all three of them were focused on the middle of the room where Naruto and Mirko could be seen duking it out, the former throwing blinding fast punches and kicks that the latter would counter with equally speedy strikes of her own.

Meanwhile, Midnight was standing off to the side with several parts of her outfit torn off letting a thick pink gas oozed from her exposed skin and wafted towards the battling pair. It didn't do much good though as the raw concussive force from each exchange of blows kept blasting the stuff back before it could even get close.

"Hey guys, sorry about the mess," She said upon seeing them, hurrying over towards them while stopping her quirk before they could be affected by it, not like it had been doing her any good anyway. "I've tried to break them up but I just can't get close enough to do anything."

"Why are those two fighting?" Eraserhead asked, not too concerned since Midnight was obviously not concered or she'd be right in the fray as well rather off to the side talking to them.

"Mirko used the men's room by accident and pissed the boy off, in more than one way, when she literally kicked him out when he tried to go in." The adult rated heroine explained, making the scruffy man to face palm while Mt Lady couldn't help but giggle and Noamasa sighed in exasperation.

"Whatever, I'm putting a stop to this." Eraserhead said dully as he stared directly at the battling duo while his eyes started to glow red and his hair stood up, showing that he had activated his quirk Erasure, which could completely negate most quirks with just a look. However, to his surprise, while Mirko became much slower the instant his gaze settled on her, Naruto was somehow completely unaffected.

The whiskered blonde ended up turning this to his advantage as he caught the weakened bunny woman's kick and used that hold to fling her into the air.

"Kage Bunshin no Jutsu!" Four copies of the blonde appeared in puffs of smoke, perfectly surrounding the whitette as she fell back to earth. What followed next was a complete and total beatdown in the span of three seconds before the clones dispelled and the original charged in with a tiny blue ball of energy spinning in his grasp that he promptly slammed into the woman's gut. "Chibi-Rasengan!"

All Mirko could do was gasp in pain as the sphere drilled against her stomach, the fabric of her outfit instantly getting shredded apart and the flesh underneath started to twist into a spiral before the attack burst, sending her crashing through one of the few remaining intact walls.

Crouching slightly afterwards in preparation, Naruto was just about to sprint after Mirko to keep the brawl going, only to end up jumping backwards to avoid the grey cloths that suddenly tried to grab him. Jerking his head towards the source of the attack while reaching for his kunai pouch on reflex, the blonde froze upon seeing the trio of heroes and detective staring at him, their presence snapping the teen out of his anger.

"…I'm in more trouble now, aren't I?"

-Later-

"This bites." Naruto grumbled, now seated on in the corner seat of a nice leather couch inside a moderately-sized and somewhat plain apartment. The only decoration really consisting of some basic furniture, a few photos and news-clippings on walls, various home exercise equipment, and a decent flat-screen television.

However, the more noticeable thing would be the interesting new 'accessory' currently around the blonde's neck. It was a black collar, strapped firmly in place against his jugular with a small black box attached to the side that had a blinking green light.

"No kidding," Mirko, or Rumi as she was known off duty, said with a scowl of her own from the other side of the couch, a pile of blankets topped with a pillow acting as a divider between the two, idly scratching at her own collar in annoyance with one hand while the other held an icepack to her injured stomach. She was out of her hero outfit and instead was wearing a plain grey t-shirt and a pair of loose blue sweatpants. "I can't believe this bull, they put me, the fifth best hero of Japan, under fucking house arrest. Do you know how long everyone's going to hold this over my head for?"

As punishment for destroying the police station during their brawl, both Naruto and Rumi were put under house arrest for the next few months.

"At least you aren't the one stuck with a babysitter." Naruto said with an annoyed huff. Since he had no known address nor legal identification, or at least not one recognized by the Japanese government, he had been put under the bunny hero's care for the time being, something neither of them were really happy about.

"And who's fault is that exactly?" Rumi asked rhetorically, a smirk on her lips at the blonde's apparent misery.

However, it was quickly wiped away when his gaze snapped towards her with a withering glare. "Last I checked, yours."

"What did you say?" Rumi demanded, pushing the pile of blankets aside and grabbing the boy's shoulders as she got right in his face with a scowl of her own.

"You heard me," Naruto said without hesitation, closing the remaining distance between them so his forehead was pressing against the bunny woman's, their eyes just centimeters apart as they glared at each-other. "You were the one who made me piss myself."

"You barged in on me in the bathroom!"

"It was the men's bathroom!"

This went on for several minutes, with the pair throwing retorts and counterremarks at each-other while their tempers steadily rose higher and higher until both were ready to start throwing down again.

However, JUST as they were about start another brawl, their fists raised and everything, both paused and glanced down at the collar on the other's neck before reluctantly letting their fists lower.

…

"…Wrestle for it?" Naruto suggested after a moment of awkward silence.

Thinking over briefly, Rumi's frown quickly turned into a wicked grin as she nodded, her grip noticeably tightening on the whiskered blonde as she did. "Works for me."

-Meanwhile, Outside the Apartment-

"You know putting these two together like this is just asking for trouble," Nemuri stated as she and Aizawa were walking down a plain hallway in their civvies and the latter carrying a few shopping bags in his arms loaded with clothes. "They're probably already at each-others necks again."

"Probably." The scruffy man said blandly with an uncaring shrug.

"Beating the crap out of each-other,"

"Uh-huh,"

"Causing severe collateral damage,"

"Most likely,"

"…and making the boy show off more of his abilities."

"I was wondering when you'd stop dancing around the subject." Aizawa stated as the adult themed heroine gave him a dirty look.

"So you are doing this just to satisfy your own curiosity?" She demanded accusingly.

"Just as much as you are," The erasure hero shot back with a 'don't bullshit me' look. "He by all accounts doesn't exist and claims to be from a place that no one has heard of, displaying the capabilities of multiple quirks including an immunity to mine, yet has no quirk factor to speak of. That boy is a conundrum wrapped up in a mystery that we both intend to unravel."

"That's true, but-"

"Mirko is also the most capable Pro-hero we currently have available for this task," Aizawa cut Nemuri off as the door to Rumi's apartment came into view. "Besides, you said whole argument was just because of a misunderstanding, so they might actually get along now that they've had time to let their tempers settle."

"…Fine," The 18+ only hero said with a sigh, unable to argue against the tired looking man's words. Instead, she simply kept walking until they reached the rabbit hero's doorway and reached for the doorknob, pausing momentarily when the slab of wood shook slightly. "So much for getting along, five bucks says they're arguing about who's fault it is."

"Just open the door." Aizawa said in his usual dull tone.

"Alright, alright, I am," Nemuri muttered with a roll of her eyes as she did just that. "Hey guys, we're baaaaaaaa…"

She trailed off almost as soon as she started speaking, her jaw hanging loosely and her eyes threatening to pop out of her sockets as she while Aizawa simply blinked in surprise as they stared into the apartment.

What did they see that was so shocking you may ask…

"Come on! Is that the best you got blondie!? You gotta work harder than that!" Rumi's voice yelled out from a writhing pile of blankets and limbs on the floor as grunts and moans filled the air.

"You want harder?!" Naruto's voice yelled back, his and bunny woman's red and sweating faces bursting out of the pile as they stared at each-other with identical competitive grins. "I'll give you harder!"

And like that the pair vanished into the pile of fabric again as it started shifting around even more wildly, the grunting intensifying as it did.

Watching this go on for a solid minute, neither Nemuri's or Aizawa's expressions changed as the former slowly pulled the door back shut.

"Well… I guess they get along after all."

-End Chapter-