Auntor's notes: This is indeed a steampunk AU for All Might x Inko Mirdoriya. I know a lot of you guys wanted a Toshinko story, so here it is!

Inko was used to fixing things. She had studied robotics in her younger years and had a growing industry by the time she was out of the sad little orphanage she had the displeasure to call home. It was a dirty place for children who had no future. More often than not, a plague had taken their parents and left their child in the rusty sand. At least, that was her story.

In this world of gears and robots, it was the obvious option to become an engineer. They were played well and often respected since they could fix everything their world depended on.

Inko had been one of the engineers to make a real living after the war had ended exactly seventeen years ago. She owned a parts shop and often had children of younger ages asking her to fix their robot friends for whatever little amount of change they could scrap together. She occasionally had a full like-sized robot to fix, usually from other business owners or racers. None of her customers were of much importance, of course. Just your average citizen trying to get by.

It wasn't until that Saturday afternoon, with the blood red sun shining into her shop windows, a small gas mask strapped over her face, that she was faced with something really extraordinary. She recognized the man immediately.

A11 M1ght was the world's most powerful Brawler, a type of robot designed to protect what's left of their planet -there was an entire ranking system for them and A11 M1ght always ended up on top.

"I heard you're the best engineer around." His booming voice made Inko freeze. This was really him, wasn't it. He had actually just walked into her shop, all smiles and heroic symbolism. And he expected her to fix him?! Wait, why did he need a fix anyway?!

"I….I" Inko wouldn't think anymore. She'd end up fogging up her mask with her hyperventilating.

"A friend recommended I see you about a loose wire and so far, you seem to know exactly what you're doing." A11 M1ght laughed -a surge of warmth washing over Inko- as he looked around her shop. He touched a few gadgets she'd been working on and took a casual look at her tools. Was he looking for parts? Surely he didn't expect her to do the fixing herself.

"A11 M1ght!" She squealed pathetically.

The ginormous man made of smooth metal -a rare kind of titanium, she noted- let out a booming laugh. "That's my name, yes." He walked toward her, only stopping once he was only a few feet away. She had to crane her neck to look at his -that was definitely titanium- face. "I apologize for my sudden appearance. Should I have made an appointment?"

"NO!" She yelled, making them both jump a little. "I mean, no! It's okay! I can check that wire, if you want!" She tried to keep herself from crying. She typically cried when shocked...or happy, or frustrated or...pretty much any emotion.

"Perfect! I'd hate to be rude, but can we do this with a bit more privacy? I don't want others really...seeing my inner work." He gave her a wink and Inko's heart stopped pumping for a second.

"Yes! Right this way!" She could barely see through the fog on her mask. She walked him past the shelves and through a steel door. This was where she typically worked on bigger projects and where she kept her hard earned money.

"This is wonderful!" A11 M1ght beamed, looking around her lab. There was a table in the middle, large enough to hold many different sizes of robots. There were tools littering every wall and wires for charging.

Inko nearly touched his hand, trying to lead him to sit, but blushed and just gestured. He seemed to understand and sat on the table. Both of them cringed at the creak it gave at his weight. It was kind of hot.

NO! Bad Inko! Stop thinking about that! "So! Um, go ahead and strip as far as you need. I'll just collect a few tools and.." Did she really just say strip?!

"You mean my armor, right?" He gave a nervous smile, gesturing to the Brawler uniform he wore.

"YES! Oh goodness me, yes! Keep your pants on, please!" She wanted to hide and run at the same time, but this was A11 M1ght. He wasn't here to hurt her. She was the one who slipped up, after all. Man, she was so pathetic.

There was a distinct sound of moving clothes and then a soft hiss. Did he have ottomatic compressors? That was such an expensive thing to incorporate into a robot! Most robots had to unscrew every single plate of armor they wore. It would make sense that he had it, though. Not only was his engineer filthy rich, but every single wire he had must be fully functioning in order for their world to survive another attack.

Inko didn't realize she was staring until he waved at her. The way his deep black eyes -with a small glowing blue iris- searched her eyes curiously, and the way his hand moved quickly, but in small gestures, like he was too big for the room -which he was- made her realize how cute this giant robot could be.

"The wire's right here. It helps with the motion of my right arm and should be an easy replacement as long as...you…"

She was staring again, but this time, as the frame of his torso. He had only stripped away the upper armor, but inside of that seemed to be an entirely disconnected robot. He had three sets of armor between his lean form and his muscular one. There were mock ribs protecting his core from each side and his arms were now think and weak looking, instead of the width of car tires. His face was gaunt and sunken like an ill human.

As terrifying at A11 M1ght looked like this, weak and frail, she wasn't scared of him. He still held a more than friendly expression and his smile still gave her bursts of warmth. He was still the same hero, but a bit different. With a new found confidence, Inko gathered her tools toward the table and took a good look at the loose wire between his large fingers.

"Hm. You must've gotten hit around here, then. I can't imagine another reason why this wire would come loose. It's so close to the core...that could've been a pretty bad hit..." She muttered.

"Oh, well...that side of my torso is always a bit...um…" He went silent, seemingly trying to find the words. "Tender?"

It made sense. Everyone has weaknesses, but the fact that he had just openly given his out to someone as simple as her was shocking. "I'll be careful." She nearly whispered, touching his metal ribs softly. When he shared her smile, she continued to work. That's when she saw the cracks. "Oh my goodness! What's this?!"

"Oh...I was kind of hoping you wouldn't notice." He sounded ashamed.

How could she not have?! A giant crack stretched from the tip of his pectoral all the way down to his waist. It looked sick and bent, the edges of his metal were sharp and melded in odd shaped. The entire repairing job looked rushed and sloppy, but Inko probably couldn't have done much better. Once robots lost their core power, they were unusable, similar to humans. There were only so many resources left and remaking someone as incredible as A11 M1ght was an impossible suite.

"Um, if you don't want to fix it, that's alright. I can live with a broken-"

"NO! I mean…" She really had to stop doing that. "I want to." She smiled until he met her gaze. Then, she went about replacing the wire, trying not to get too close to his core. That thing must be burning hot. It glowed so brightly, she didn't even have to use her flashlight.

After a few minutes of probing and reconnecting, she finally got the wire back to its place and let him set about putting his armor back on. It was almost magical, watching his small worm slowly grow in the A11 M1ght they all knew and loved. Once he was done, he stood up slowly, checking the table for breaks, then beamed down at her.

"Thank you, !" He spoke in a loud voice. "I will have to return another time. You're a very skilled engineer."

Inko blushed and walked him out of the hidden lab, letting him go whenever he wanted. He took his time walking through the isles and looked at nearly every poster she had pasted on her walls. Much to Inko's displeasure, he made his way to leave, but instead of heading outside, he knelt in front of her like a muscled hero and took her hand.

"I must thank you again for your service." He smiled sincerely and pressed surprisingly soft -what exactly were they made of?!- lips against the top of her hand. He held the contact for what seemed like forever but was probably only a few seconds. After releasing her hand, he stood up to his full height. "How much do you charge for a simple fix?" He asked as if he were about to fight a mothership.

How much did she charge again? "Um...Oh! You don't need to pay me! You're always running around saving people anyway. An easy rewire is free." she spoke with confidence, ready to take on his insistence.

"I couldn't." She knew he'd resist, ever the gentleman. She didn't however, expect him to throw down a full bag of money. It must've weight the same as he did! "Take this! I'll let it pay for any appointments I have in the future as well, if you feel the need."

Inko couldn't move. How had he carried that in without her knowing?! He didn't have pockets, last she checked. "I...I"

"Good day, Ma'am!" He left in a flash, smooth titanium shining in the sun and he was gone.

Inko sat on the small stool inside of her shot and let reality catch up to her fluttering heart. Had that really just happened? Not only had she met A11 M1ght, but he asked her to help him and promised to come back some time. He was too much of a gentleman to refuse payer her and even more of a gentleman to dump an entire bag of golden coins onto her hard wood floors. Oh gosh, it was nearly the size of her. Maybe she'd be able to get some upgraded tools. If she planned on seeing him again, she might as well be ready for it.

"Seeing A11 M1ght again...hm." That sounded wonderful to Inko.