The next day was off to a good start. The morning went without a hitch, no sight or sound from her next door neighbor. Though she expected her life could now get back to normal. She would go on living life as she had before. That was her plan as she enjoyed her simple morning trying to relax before she would shower and get ready for a dinner shift at the restaurant. She was rereading one of the few books she had been able to afford second hand. She had read it many a times in the past but she always loved it so rereading it was nice. When a knock at her door had her pause placing her bookmark in it before she got up and slowly approached her door. She was not expecting company, and so her anxiety spiked unsure who would be knocking on her door during the middle of a work day.

Trying to be as silent as she could, she leaned against the door looking through the peak hole to take in the sudden sight of some young kid standing there holding some bags in his hand. Unlocking the door but not the chain on the top of it she let the door open an inch.

"You have the wrong address, I did not order anything," she hissed as she took in the young man's wide smile.

"No, I am sure I have the right address. These were ordered online and paid for this morning with the directions to deliver to this exact address. By a mister Midoriya," the kid said as he started to put the bags down she assumed his arms were getting sore holding them up. At the mention of her next door neighbor she groaned.

"Leave then there I will get them," she said before slamming the door closed with a little more force than was needed before unlocking the chain and opening the door. The kid simply bowed, asked for a signature and then wished her a good day before leaving her to drag the armful of bags into her apartment, the bags did not reach her kitchen as she sat them on the floor just inside her place before she was checking the hall and storming out to walk down it.

She did not care if her knocking was a little louder than needed. She was a little irritated with the unwanted gift. She did not want his charity but clearly the man did not understand that. But as she stood there not hearing a sound on the other side of the door she had knocked on she quickly wondered if the man was even home. If he was smart he would not be home then she could not try to force the number of bags of food into his home.

She did not like standing in front of his door longer than she had to, and when it became apparent he was either A) not home or B) home and ignoring her she quickly turned tail to slip back into her apartment, locking up her door once again.

Leaving the bags of food by her front door she stormed into her home and headed for her small living room where she scooped up her cell phone and hit the call button when she came across the contact she had been looking for. It only took two rings before the familiar voice picked up. She wondered if he was waiting and expecting her call.

"Sugahara! Hello," the greeting sounded so chipper as if it made the man's day to hear from her.

"Deku. What is with the bags of food that were suddenly ditched at my front door?" She asked as she made her way to stand over said bags as she glared down at them not even all sure what they exactly contained.

"Oh Uhm well I felt bad for eating a bunch of your food so I figured the least I could do was replace what I ate," he said simply and she was pretty sure he was rubbing the back of his neck as he spoke.

"This is far more than the few things you ate," she pointed out as she looked at all the bags. It was by far much more food than what she had bought on her last trip to the grocery store. With much fresher and better items sitting among the bags as she picked one up to peek into the bag and take in the sight of fresh chicken and salmon along with a few other meats.

"Well I was not sure how much I owed exactly. I figured I'd rather over repay you than under," he pointed out which had her sigh as she started to dig some of the food out of the bags at least getting the refrigerated and freezer foods put away first. It's not like she could just leave them out.

"Well you ordered way too much. There's no way I'll get some of those eaten before it goes bad," she grumbled as she quickly learned he had ordered a lot of fresh stuff that not all would be freezable.

"Hmm well you may have to invite someone for a meal then and get some help if you're worried it will go bad too fast," he pointed out sounding like he was just genially throwing an idea out trying to be helpful. Thankfully he was not there to see the scrunched up face she made at the idea he offered. Who the hell was she supposed to invite for dinner? It was not exactly like she had much for friends. She had acquaintances at best, or people she knew lived in the area who she had encountered or dealt with but friends were not something she had a lot of. A lack of trust and having been bullied horribly as a kid left her lacking in social skills to make friends now as an adult. Then again how did adults make friends nowadays? There were few she had ever called friends, but they were all gone now and she had never dared to make new friends. She had learned that even if you call someone a friend they will eventually abandon her.

Her thoughts were quickly spiraling downwards the more she thought about her lack of friends. She had to quickly change the subject before she found herself feeling incredibly depressed.

"I know you're not home right now Midoriya does that mean you're at work? Am I keeping you from something important?" She asked, trying to quickly change the conversation.

"Oh I am. I'm just out patrolling with a friend and fellow hero. Todoroki is an old friend from my UA day's. He picked up the slack for me while I was injured. I think you would really like him," The man had quickly started to ramble off about his dear friend who was currently looking over at him with a softly arched eyebrow and head tilt.

"Todoroki Shoto correct? Yeah I have heard of him. Kinda hard not to know the son of Endeavor who is currently sitting in the number three spot right now," She said, trying to force the man to end his rambling a little about the man. She knew about the duel quirk user, she had once upon a time looked him up online when they were still in high school. But since then she had never really cared to learn about the man. There was once a time she would have loved to meet the man, but now she no longer felt that way about him.

"Oh yeah that's him. Are you a fan?" The man's question sounded friendly enough.

"Not really. I've just heard the name before. Hard not to know who a top ranked hero is. I'm pretty sure I could pass a bus stop with his face on it on the way to work. It is similar to you. It's hard to not know a name of someone who is all over the place," She said softly with a simple shrug of her shoulder even though the man on the other side of the phone could not actually see the gesture.

"Well I do not want to be in the way of your patrol. I am sure there's some purse snatcher somewhere for you to foil or a little old lady for you to help across a street," She said, her tone a little more sour sounding than she had intended to. But it seemed the idiot on the other end of the line did not care as she heard him laughing softly.

"There is no need to worry. Patrol has been nice and simple so far today. Your call has been the best thing yet. Uh I mean I really do not mind the call. It's not like there's actively any crime going on at this exact moment. I know you were calling to just get mad at me for ordering the groceries but it is still nice. If you work this afternoon, do you want an escort? I am sure Todoroki would not mind the little venture off of our normal route," The man was saying quickly and she could only imagine that freckled face of his was a blazing red.

"Do not worry Deku, I do not need an escort. I have survived the walk to and from work for many years. I will be just fine," She said with a sigh as the man still tried to push to walk with her too and from work.

"You say that but you really do not live in a very good neighborhood. It would not be very hard for you to get caught up in something even accidentally," She could hear the man mumble softly. Why was it that she could imagine the man looking like someone had just kicked his puppy?

"You worry too much, mister hero. After all, you're out and about right now making sure the streets will be safe for me once I'm heading to work. So I do not have a worry in the world with you keeping the streets safe," she said, hoping that maybe a little stroking of the man's ego would be good enough to keep him happy and get him to drop the annoying subject. But it seemed the man did not have a lot of ego, not enough to make her attempt successful.

"Well yeah I will always be keeping the streets safe. But that does not mean that every street at every moment is safe," The man said simply and Aoi had to strongly fight back the urge to slam her forehead into the top of her kitchen counter. She could not even hold back the audible groan that she made.

"Okay Deku I am going to hang up the phone now. And I will get dressed for work and I expect you to continue your normal patrol. If you do then I will make dinner for you tomorrow," She said quickly, attempting a little bribe now in her last ditch effort to get the man to not feel like he was stalking her even though he was just being a worried hero. Though she did not understand why he worried about her. Just days ago he did not even know she existed. Why did he suddenly care about some quirkless, useless, woman who was easily replaceable. No one cared about her, so why did he?

"Oh what will you make?" Was the question she got from the man. Oh maybe she could bride him with food after all.

"Whatever you want as long as I can make it with the ingredients that you sent me," She hummed softly, not actually sure what she planned to make even for her next meal.

"Katsudon?" Was the almost too fast answer that she got from him. She struggled not to laugh at the man's eagerness as she recalled that was what he had ordered the first night he had bought them both food while he had been injured.

"Sure I should have all the ingredients I need here. Just no more repaying me, that means no more groceries, no more walking me to work, and if I see you on a roof top again on my block at work you'll be asking Todoroki to help you remove my shoe from your ass," She said growled the end as she listened to the line go silent before she realized he had gone oddly silent. Now she needed to know why, "Deku what did you do?"

"Uhm well there may be more things arriving over the next day," She heard the boy squeak after she asked him what he did.

"What?" The question had come out as a growl as she suddenly glared at the device that she was holding. She was now rubbing her temples in irritation as she held the phone back up to her ear and listened to the oddly silent line.

"What else did you buy?" She asked after a second of deep breathing trying to calm herself down as she was unhappy he was not listening to her. She did not want him to buy her stuff, she did not want his money, she did not expect anything from the man.

"Uhm well a new bed set since I know I got blood on your other one. As well as some new towels I know you used some to clean my wound before you stitched me up. You will probably never get the blood out of them so I feel bad you most likely had to throw them out so I bought you some replacements. I assume if they did not arrive today then they should be delivered tomorrow," Izuku said softly and she was pretty sure he was rubbing the back of his neck. She groaned softly at hearing that he had bought her some new bedsheets and towels.

"Is that all?" She asked, unable to help but sound skeptical as she worried that he had bought more than just that simple small list of things.

"Yeah," Was the sheepish reply she got from the man.

"Okay well no more stuff. And if you want any home cooked food tomorrow it will be ready by 5," she said simply sounding slightly exhausted after having to deal with the man.

"Sounds great, I will see you tomorrow Sugahara," were the chipper words she got before she said a simple good bye and hung up the phone. Sighing heavily as she stood in her kitchen it was hard to stay mad at the man, he seemed so genuine in his desire to repay her. Even if it did irk the hell out of her she still struggled to stay mad at the man.

Izuku could not help the wide grin on his lips as he slid his cell phone back into a pocket of his utility belt that sat around his waist as he continued walking down the street just waiting for Danger sense to go off and tell him if something dangerous was about to go down.

"Who was that?" The monotone voice beside him asked. Turning the green haired man smiled at his dear friend who was walking beside him and who had been listening to the phone call even if he could only truly hear one side.

"My neighbor Sugahara. That's the lady who helped me out the other day," Izuku said, smiling widely at the duel quirk user.

"Oh that's the lady whose home you broke into while you were injured," Shoto said bluntly with a slight tilt of his head which gave away it was actually a question even though his tone did not make it sound so.

"Oh uhm yes that was the same lady," Izuku mumbled blushing slightly rubbing the back of his neck. "Can we try and forget that part? I still hate that that was how my neighbor met me."

"Huh? Yes, that is possible. But I do not understand why you seem so bothered by it. What has happened has happened and you can not change that now. So why try to forget it?" Shoto asked simply softly arching an eyebrow at his friend.

"I know I can not change what has happened. But I still do not like it. I feel bad for putting her through that. I can not imagine how scared she was when I just broke into her bedroom in the middle of the night. And she has been refusing to accept anything I tried to do to repay her. I offered her some money from the agency, but she refused. I tried to ask her if I could walk her to and from work but she was incredibly unhappy with me yesterday when I did that yesterday. And when I ordered her some groceries to be delivered today to make up for the food that I ate of hers, she just called to yell at me for it. Though this time she at least seemed to get over it after she got mad at me," Izuku said, sighing softly as he rambled off about his mild issues with the woman who lived next door to him. And who he very much wished to keep safe and also repay for her kindness.

"That sounds complicated," the man beside him hummed softly, apparently thinking over what Izuku had told him.

"But you said on the phone you will be seeing her tomorrow, correct?" Shoto asked, recalling what part of the conversation that he had been able to hear.

"Yeah she said if I stop trying to repay her then she will make dinner for me," The man said, his freckled cheeks quickly filling with colour.

"Well that sounds like a good thing. She must not be that upset with you if she is inviting you to dinner," The man beside him said simply as they walked side by side, eyes scanning the street for any signs of criminal activity.

"Yeah I guess you're right. I'll take it as a good sign," Izuku said as he turned his attention back to glancing at the people along the street waving to his fans that would call out to him as he continued on his patrol.