"So," Nana began, "we have a problem."
Izuku nodded, even as he tried very, very hard not to look at her breasts, which she seemed completely unashamed of showing him.
"Yeah, let's see if there's anything of mine that fits you," he said.
Nana replied, "Oh, letting me wear your clothes already, Izuku? That's moving pretty fast, don't you think?"
Izuku blushed even more, still trying to look somewhere other than the curvy body of the girl his age who was standing in the middle of his room, hands on her hips, not a stitch of clothing on her.
Nana coughed, bringing his attention back onto her. "You know, it's fine if you look at me, I don't mind," Nana told him, "I can't really get mad, I did drop on top of you naked and then sleep next to you. Besides, you've already caught me fantasizing about you. Can't really have secrets from each other anyway, right? I appreciate how you're trying to respect me, but it's okay."
Izuku sighed. He didn't bother asking for confirmation, since a quick glance at Nana's mind convinced him she was serious.
"Alright, sure. Now, can we get back to the issue of making sure you don't go around naked all the time?" Izuku asked, before pausing as a terrifying thought crossed his mind, "Although...sorry, I just thought about how my classmates are going to respond to seeing a strange girl show up wearing my clothes. That's not gonna be fun."
Nana chuckled, and said, "Oh? What impression might they get?"
Izuku glared at her. "You know what they'll think."
"Yeah, that we were fucking? Would that be such a bad thing?" Nana asked, "it might be easier to explain me as a girlfriend than as someone who just, y'know, popped out of your head because of your quirk after being dead for...how long was I dead?"
Izuku shrugged. "I'm not sure, we'll have to ask All Might. I've met Gran Torino, your best friend, though. He's pretty old," he offered.
Nana looked down at the ground.
"How...how long have I been gone?" she wondered, forgetting that Izuku could still hear her.
She heard a rustle, and then Izuku was standing in front of her. He put a hand on her shoulder, and said, "Hey, don't worry about it. We'll figure this out. First, let's take this one step at a time. You need to get some clothes, then we can figure this out with All Might."
Nana nodded, fighting back a sudden wave of tears. She choked out, "T-thank you, Izuku. I know I just sort of showed up, but you're being really kind. I appreciate it more than I can tell you."
Izuku shrugged, trying to ignore the part of his brain still screaming about touching a naked girl. He replied, "You need help. It's my fault you're here, kind of. It's the least I can do."
Nana nodded, and said, "Still, it means a lot. Now, let's start looking through your clothes, I'm getting a little chilly. Although, if you want to warm me up another way, I'm still down-"
"No, Nana," Izuku responded. He wasn't sure why he'd fallen into the rhythm of first names with her so easily, but he liked it; it sounded right.
Nana pouted. "Your self control is ridiculous. How the hell are you staying calm about this right now?" she asked.
Izuku shrugged. "I'm pretty sure I've ascended beyond panic into a lust-induced zen state," he said.
Nana couldn't argue with that; she could see into his head, after all.
A few minutes later, Nana was complaining, "Why the hell are you so tall and beefy? Nothing fits!"
Izuku stammered, "I-I'm not that tall! And please stop calling me beefy!"
Holding up the latest pair of too-baggy shorts with her hands, Nana glared at Izuku, who was still deliciously shirtless, and snapped, "Oh, does "hunk" sound better? Maybe you'd like to be called Hottie von Greatbutt?"
Izuku retorted, "The only person here with a great butt is you!"
Nana paused for a second, trying to decide how she felt about that.
She realized she liked it. Fuck, she was already getting close to him, wasn't she?
Well, there were definitely worse people to be telepathically connected to.
Then, she retorted, "Glad you like it, Izuku. Would you like a closer look?"
She dropped the shorts for emphasis, turning away from him as she did so.
She could picture Izuku's blush as he looked away.
With a sigh of resignation, he said, "Please don't do that. Try on the next pair."
Nana whined, "But they won't fit either!"
Izuku said reasonably, "You don't know that."
Nana figured he was right, and also, she was really getting cold now.
Grumbling, she bent over to reach for the next pair, intentionally wiggling her rear just a little to punish Izuku for being reasonable and making her stop complaining.
He didn't mind the punishment, especially because he could read Nana's mind and knew it was coming.
Of course, right when she was straightening and balancing on Izuku's shoulder, and he was holding her waist to keep her stable as she stepped into the next pair of shorts, there was a knock on the door.
A voice called, "Deku? You didn't show up for breakfast, are you ok?"
It was Uraraka, and she was clearly worried. The doorknob started to turn.
Izuku's eyes widened, as did Nana's.
If someone came in now, they would see a naked Nana with her arms thrown over a half-naked Izuku's shoulders, his hands on her waist.
It didn't take a genius to figure out what it looked like.
In their telepathic link, Nana asked, "Who is that?"
Izuku replied, "Uraraka, my best friend. Should I tell her I'm sick?"
"She might not believe you, but yeah, do it," Nana said.
He called, "Sorry, Uraraka, I'm not feeling too well."
He added a very fake cough at the end, trying to be more convincing.
There was silence for a moment.
Then, Ochako said, "Deku, I'm so sorry to hear that! Here, let me help-"
The doorknob turned, and, forgetting that she wasn't supposed to be here (or anywhere, for that matter,) Nana and Izuku cried out at the same time, "Wait, no!"
But it was too late. Ochako opened the door, already looking towards Izuku's bed.
Then, her eyes registered Izuku, standing shirtless in the middle of the room.
A millisecond after that, she saw Nana, still naked, and very clearly in Izuku's arms.
She screamed, "OHMYGOD, SOSORRYIDIDNT MEANTOWALKIN-"
Nana couldn't let this brown-haired girl draw attention to her before she'd even figured out what year she was in. With her honed pro reflexes, she raced forwards and grabbed the shorter girl, clapping a hand over her mouth and dragging her inside.
It was about four seconds later that she realized she was four feet off the ground.
Apparently, this girl could make herself float, which made Nana feel less special, considering that Float was her quirk.
Why she'd remembered that just now, and not before, she had no idea.
And she realized just after that she didn't know how to keep floating.
"Fuuuuck!" Nana yelled, flailing wildly and letting go of the now-incoherent Uraraka as she plummeted back to earth.
And got caught by Izuku, who had jumped forwards just in time to cradle her bridal-style.
Taking a moment to catch her breath, Nana couldn't pass up the opportunity to mess with him. (Hey, humor was her coping mechanism for weird and crazy events, blame Sorahiko and his love of making shitty puns at the worst possible times.)
"My hero!" she crooned in a breathy voice, making Izuku flush red.
"I'll drop you," he warned.
She snorted. "No, you won't," she told him, "and even if you did, I'd just land on my great butt, remember?"
Izuku looked like he wanted to die, which Nana considered a personal victory.
She really did like being cradled in his arms, though…
Luckily, Nana's sudden attack of feelings was interrupted by the loud crash-landing of Uraraka, who slammed down onto the ground with a shout.
"Deku," she asked while very obviously looking away from both of them, "who is this, and why are you both naked?"
She put her hands on her hips, clearly expecting an answer.
Izuku and Nana glanced at her, then at each other.
"Do you want to tell her?" Nana asked telepathically.
"Why me?" Izuku replied.
Nana retorted, "Because she's your friend!"
"You're the one she wants to know about," Izuku said, "and besides, what are we going to tell her?"
Nana shrugged. "Just say it's One For All being weird?" she suggested.
"She doesn't know about One For All!" Izuku said.
Nana glared at him in shock. "But she's your best friend, why wouldn't you tell her?" she asked.
Izuku replied, "Because All Might said I shouldn't!"
Nana simply said, "Well, I taught All Might, I think, and I told my best friend! So I'm saying that you need to do that, soon!"
Izuku said, "Now is NOT the best time, Nana!"
"Yeah, you're right, so let me handle this," she agreed.
She turned to Uraraka, who had been watching them in confusion.
"Hey, sorry we had to meet like this, but I'm Nana, Nana Shimura! I'm Izuku's girlfriend, I just transferred here and...I kind of wanted to surprise him. Sorry you had to see that," Nana said cheerily.
"Damn," Izuku told her, "that's actually a pretty good lie."
"Thank you. I am an excellent liar, as you can tell," Nana cracked back.
Uraraka seemed to believe it, at least. Or at least, she didn't immediately reject it. She asked, "Izuku never said anything about a girlfriend before...and how did you get up here?"
Nana replied, "Oh, we were long distance, you know? That kinda thing doesn't always work out, and Izuku didn't want to get anyone's hopes up for meeting me if we decided to end it. But I'm here now! And as for how I got up here, I used my quirk! It's called Float, it's how I got over to you so fast there!"
Praying that it would work, Nana tried to use her quirk again, and she actually managed to. She hovered a few inches off the ground, which was apparently enough for Uraraka to fall for it hook, line, and sinker.
"Oh yeah," Izuku added in her mind, "We're going to be talking about that later, too."
"Sure," Nana said
The brown-haired girl chirped, "Oh, it's nice to meet you, then! I'm Uraraka, Deku's friend! I'm sure he's told you about me!"
Nana nodded sagely. "Oh, of course he has!" she lied, "I've heard a lot about you!"
"Only good things, I hope!" Uraraka joked.
Nana replied, "Of course."
Then, Uraraka seemed to remember that Nana was naked. Turning red again, she said, "Well, I'm really, really sorry for walking in on you guys like that...I'll just leave now, I guess?"
Izuku spoke up, saying, "Yeah, that might be best. Nana and I will be along soon, we have somewhere to be first."
Uraraka said, "Yeah, I'd imagine…"
She winked at Nana, which made Nana happy, because she liked this girl, and sad, because Uraraka seemed to think Nana was getting some action from Izuku, which Nana wished she was.
Then, Uraraka started to leave, and Izuku called, "Oh, and Uraraka? If you mind, could you not tell anyone about us quite yet? We'd like to do that ourselves."
Uraraka nodded and said, "Of course, Deku! Your secret is safe with me. Now, please, both of you, put some clothes on?"
Izuku and Nana looked at her sheepishly and nodded.
Uraraka left, and the two turned back to finding clothes for Nana, but life wasn't done messing with them yet.
Kaminari appeared in the doorway, rubbing his eyes sleepily as he said, "Hey, Midoriya, was someone screaming earlier-WHAT THE HELL?"
The two froze as Kaminari saw the same thing Uraraka had just seen.
Nana didn't know who this kid was, but hopefully it was Izuku's long-lost brother or something so she could explain more easily. She launched herself at him, planning to do the same thing she'd done to Uraraka, but he was too quick, and started sprinting down the hall, yelling, "HOLY SHIT, MIDORIYA'S GOT A NAKED GIRL IN HIS ROOM!"
Nana settled for closing the door, and then she turned to Izuku.
"I'm assuming you know him," she said, "so on a scale of one to what I wish you were doing to me, how fucked are we?"
Izuku looked like he had swallowed a frog. "That's Kaminari," he replied, "so the entire class will know in...five minutes?"
Nana nodded. She said, "Okay then. Let's get dressed and hopefully get out of here."
Izuku couldn't agree more.
As they found clothes that would actually fit Nana's frame, though, Izuku had another question.
"So, about what you told Uraraka...are we just going to pretend to date now?" he asked.
Nana thought about it for a second. She replied, "I mean, we could…but that leaves us at risk of getting discovered. I have another idea."
Izuku raised an eyebrow as he tossed her a shirt that was too small for him. He said, "Well, let's hear it then."
Nana took a deep breath. Hopefully, this worked. "Well, the best way to be in a convincing relationship is...well, being in a relationship," she began, "so...Izuku, would you like to be my boyfriend?"
Izuku blinked. He hadn't expected that. "That's...probably the strangest way anyone has ever been asked out," he said, "so...can I at least ask why?"
Nana figured that that was fair. "Um, other than the fact that it's the best way to hide your secret for now," she told him, "you know that I can see into your head, right? You can do the same, for some reason that we still really need to figure out, but it means that I already know you as well as you know yourself, Izuku. You are kind, and funny, and brave, and you're also hot as hell. Even if I didn't know you so well I could feel myself falling for you, I'd want to date you. Hell, I already know you're falling for me, too, because that's at the very top of your mind."
Izuku considered for a second; Nana didn't pry into his mind. Whatever his answer, she'd accept it.
Izuku took a deep breath. "Okay," he said, "I'll date you. You're right, Nana, I do know you really well now. Maybe not for very long , but we've definitely started off closer than I've ever been with anyone. And yeah, I have to admit, you're exactly my type. So...I guess that means you're my girlfriend now?"
Nana couldn't help it; she jumped back into his arms. She said happily, "Yay! It means I can do this now, too!"
She kissed him, softly and gently. He reared back in shock for a moment, then returned it.
Nana may have only just gotten these borrowed clothes on, but she wanted them off again.
Unfortunately, Izuku stopped her as she tried to deepen the kiss. "Uh, sorry, but I don't know if now is the best time for that," he said apologetically.
Nana pouted again. "Aww," she said, "that sucks. Especially because now I'm more than happy to let you play with my "great butt" whenever you want…"
Izuku turned red as if Nana couldn't see all the times he'd wanted to do just that in his head, and Nana couldn't help but laugh.
Then, as Izuku finally got them moving out the door and towards the meeting with the man who she thought had been her protégé, Nana said, "Oh, and one other thing, Izuku."
He turned to her, a questioning look on his face.
She leapt forwards, slamming him into the door as she kissed him hungrily. This time, he was so surprised, he let her deepen it and let her tongue twine with his, until Nana was grabbing his head and pulling him even closer, trying to pour all the gratitude she could for what he'd already done for her into the kiss.
Nana had always been good at hiding her true fear when in crisis. Heroism had honed that into one of her greatest strengths.
Ever since she'd been...resurrected, she supposed, she'd been absolutely terrified. Finding herself in a new world, decades gone from her own life, almost everyone she'd ever known dead…
She'd thought she would fall apart from the terror.
But then, Izuku had been kind . He'd helped her, and joked with her, and clothed her, once they'd finally stopped getting interrupted.
That was why Nana was falling for him. And she was falling hard.
She finally broke the kiss, leaving them both panting and wanting more.
With a grin, she told him, "I am not your girlfriend, Izuku. You are my boyfriend."
Izuku nodded, stunned by her sheer intensity.
Nana considered that another one of her greatest strengths.
Meanwhile, Class A was enjoying a nice, quiet weekend morning, and most of the ones who were awake were in the common room, eating breakfast, watching TV, or playing games with their friends.
Kaminari coming downstairs screaming bloody murder upended everything.
"HEY GUYS, YOU'RE NEVER GONNA BELIEVE THIS!" he called, attracting the bored and the confused as he began to talk.
Sure enough, nobody believed him for a moment.
Then the chaos started.