Chapter 4.1: Meeting The Family!

"Hmm..." Izuku hummed with his eyes closed on the train ride over to Tokyo. The purpose of his trip, the search for the freshest most nutritious fish he could find at Tokyo's world renowned fish market, had nothing to do with his state of contemplation.

'Why is it that I've yet to unlock a new Quirk? I've been going to school for the last four weeks and taken a train no less than ten times since I unlocked my Quirk, yet I haven't gotten anything new. Surely… Across the hundreds of people I've encountered, at least one of them should have given me a new type of power, right?'

[Wrong]

Izuku's eyes snapped open at the message his Quirk had shuttled into his stream of consciousness.

[Host should understand the precise conditions for unlocking a new Quirk and the nuances of the process as:

1: Being in close proximity with at minimum ten meters from a suitable target | The closer to the target the host is, the faster a new Quirk can be unlocked.

2: Staying within close proximity for a relative period of time to unlock a new power | Relative in this context is determined by the degree of derivation the target's Quirk has in relation to the power you unlock | The more derived a target's Quirk from its branch of "control" (kinesis) the longer the Host has to stay within close proximity]

Immediately, Izuku understood, 'So… The reason I haven't unlocked say… Hydrokinesis from Mizumi, whose Quirk turns her and everything she touches hydrophobic, is because her Quirk is just too derived from its connection to the control of water?'

[Correct]

[It would take at least a decade of being within five meters of "Classmate Mizumi" to unlock Hydrokinesis.]

'Strange,' Izuku thought. 'Why have you only now started communicating with me?'

He didn't get another response, so he assumed the System would only relay information related to itself or its nature.

'Welp, I guess that's one mystery I don't have to bother thinking over any longer,' Izuku thought as he pulled out a pair of wireless earbuds and listened to music through what was left of the train ride.

Now he knew that he had only been lucky to have been in contact with people like his mother, Katsuki, and Recovery Girl as they had some of the least derivative Quirk relative to his kinetic powers.

…

The very next day, Izuku went to Tokyo again. Though, it wasn't for any fishy business… (Sorry)

"Midoriya!" Izuku froze as himself being hugged by Toru. All he had done was knock on her door.

"H-Hagakure! I-it's nice to s-see you a-again," Izuku eventually said.

"I can't believe you were nice enough to offer helping me move all my things over to my new apartment!" Toru said. She kept her hands on his shoulders to convey the gratitude she felt; at least that's what Izuku thought.

"Y-yeah," Izuku looked away as he said, "I figured it'd be a lot easier for you if I just used my Telekinesis to help you move in."

"What?" A deep voice suddenly said from behind Toru. Looking past her, Izuku started to sweat at the sight of the person he assumed was her father.

"Why is this the first time I'm hearing about this?" The massive jacked man said as he glared holes into Izuku's form.

"What do you mean?" Toru seemed entirely unfazed by the aura of danger and hostility the man emitted. "Weren't you paying attention last night when I talked to you and mom about him?"

"Er..." The man instantly lost all the intimidation factor he had been building as he tepidly said, "You mentioned a friend would be dropping by to help you move in. Anyone would assume you were talking about a female friend, seeing as having him—" he eyed Izuku, "—help you means telling him where you're going to be living, alone." The thought of it boiled the man's blood as it would that of any father.

"Oi! Stop whatever silly thoughts you're having," Toru demanded as her invisible cheeks reddened slightly. "Midoriya is going to be attending U.A. as a Hero Course student with me, so he's not some punk bad guy."

"Midoriya?!" A very enthusiastic woman who clearly resembled Toru, when Izuku had unraveled her invisibility, literally bulldozed her husband out of the way as she passed Toru and grabbed Izuku's hand.

Leading him into the house and over to the kitchen she said, "Toru told me all about you! The mysterious boy with the power to stop her invisibility! Now that I have you hear, I insist you at least have some snacks to thank you for letting me see my daughter's face after so many years."

"You must mean, the photo she took," Izuku mused.

"Hahaha, yes. The look of astonishment Toru had has been burned into my memory."

"But… it's just a photo, no?" Izuku continued unintentionally thinking aloud to himself and for a moment, Toru's mom stopped as her expression was seized by frigid neutrality. To her, there were few things as precious to her as the image of her own flesh and blood; especially after living over a decade with just outside her reach.

"Wouldn't it be better to see her face with your own eyes and not the lens of a camera?" Izuku said, finally completing his thought and looking up at Toru's mother.

"Why didn't I think of that!" Toru said as she ripped Izuku's hand from that of her stunned mother's and placed it on her face.

"Um, H-Hagakure," Izuku quietly said.

"What? Just do your thing!" She encouraged him, apparently having forgotten that weeks prior he could unravel the invisibility on her face after touching her hair.

"A-after all the t-training I-I've done since y-you gave unlocked Photokinesis f-for me, I t-think I only h-have t-to hold y-your h-h-hand..."

For a time, Toru kept his hand on her face as she tried to comprehend how embarrassing a situation this was for her. To be committing this kind of mistake, in front of her parents no less…

Izuku swore he felt his hand grow warmer as Toru's face heated up.

Eventually, Toru would slowly take Izuku's hand off her face and hold it by his side and only then did Izuku regain his ability to move.

With just a thought, the entirety of Toru's invisibility dispelled stunning just about everyone, including herself. Toru didn't expect her invisibility to be negated in a literal instant, while her parents weren't experiencing the extent of how true Izuku's earlier words turned out to be; no mere picture of their daughter would compare to seeing her with their own two eyes.

As for Izuku… He just hoped his Vitakinesis would save him from the heart-attack-like palpitations he was feeling from holding such a beautiful girl's hand. Eyes roaming, Izuku couldn't help but become mesmerized by how well her white flower-patterned sundress complimented her. And to think that just a moment prior he had been cupping her face… again.

"Damn, Midoriya," Toru suddenly said, "You must have trained super hard. I can even see my legs!"

"I-it's amazing w-what you c-can a-accomplish when y-you don't have t-to sleep," Izuku dismissed the praise.

"What's this about not having to sleep?" Toru's mother asked as she fixed a plate of crackers, meat, and cheese.

The Hagakure family would learn a lot about Izuku before evening rolled around and Toru said, "Enough about Midoriya!" She panicked as she registered the setting sun's dimming light, "We need to get going soon if we don't want to get to Musutafu deep into the night!"

"Even if we leave now," Izuku assessed as he checked the time, "We'll definitely get to Musutafu after dark, unless..." He didn't know whether or not it would be a mistake to continue that thought.

Before he could decide for himself, Toru asked, "Unless what?" Rather nervous she added, "After what happened last time, I read up on some terrifying statistics about the crime rate in Mustafa at night and would rather not get there with the sun down if we can help it."

"Well..." Izuku pulled out his wallet and took out a license. "Last week, I managed to get this approved by U.A. and we could use it to pass through a local airport. But, I don't know if you'd be comfortable putting your life and valuables in my hands."

"You… have a license to use your Quirk to fly around?!" Toru's excitement suggested she was completely fine with the idea.

"I don't know… maybe you should just take the train," Toru's mom reasonably suggested. She knew about Izuku's various powers, she had even seen the less offensive ones in action. However, there are dozens and dozens of kilometers from Tokyo to Musutafu. For Izuku, a teen with a recently awakened Quirk, to carry both himself and Toru along with all her things that distance… A less sensible person would straight up call the thought "retarded."

Toru, though, didn't heed her mother's advice as she took Izuku's license and after reading it enthusiastically, she said, "Look—" she passed the license to her father, who simply been glaring at Izuku for even bringing the license up, "—He's got B Class Carrier Privilege. Looking at his stats, forget about us and the luggage, Midoriya could probably fly the four of us out of the country for a vacation in our own car!"

Since he broke through to Intermediate Level Telekinesis, Izuku had elevated his carrying capacity to well over 3,000 kilograms. Even if a standard car weighing 1,300 kilograms was loaded with four people and luggage for a vacation, he could still fly said car at a casual 120 kilometers per hour pace for half a day.

"Ok," Toru's father relented, though only after being pressured into it by his wife and daughter. His sharp eyes honed in on Izuku before he added, "But, if anything happens to my daughter..."

"I-I'll m-make sure t-that nothing h-h-happens!" Izuku said, terrified by the intimidating father figure despite having four powers with the potential to ravage armies.

"Tsk," with a click of his tongue, Toru's father then begrudgingly drove the teens to the local airport.

The sun was halfway done with setting by the time Izuku had cleared the brief national security proceedings. He and Toru were dropped off with Toru's luggage on the runway reserved for Quirk users with licenses to fly — without an airplane, of course.

Unworried about the time, Izuku calmly said, "Ok, so where do you want to sit?"

"What do you mean?" Toru quirked an invisible brow. "I imagine this will be like a motorcycle ride gone extreme, so obviously I'll sit behind you and hold on for dear life," she laughed.

"Right, right," Izuku failed to imagine what it would look like as he thoughtlessly said, "We're going to be up tens of thousands of feet in the air, flying at hundreds of knots per hour, perched on luggage bags. Of course, It'd look terrifying to people the moment they realize there's no seatbelt or really any safety measure besides my Telekinesis."

Izuku failed to notice Toru start to shiver from the horrifying picture his words painted. He picked the largest luggage back to sit on and called for Toru to prepare herself for them to take off. When she did…

She buried her face into his back and hugged him like the literal lifeline she thought he was. She wasn't above using even her legs around Izuku's waist to lock herself in the most secure and suggestive straddling position.

Internally, Izuku felt like he was being boiled as he struggled to keep the sensation of the ample and soft, yet tight squeeze Toru had on her breasts against his back. Thus, he resolved to distract himself by focusing on flying them to the closest airport to Toru's apartment in Musutafu.

To start, he seized all his targets — Himself, Toru, and the luggage — in a veil of thin yet potent psychic energy. With the application of his Telekinetic Construct up, Toru didn't even notice when they started their flight by almost instantly accelerating to over two hundred kilometers per hour.

There was no wind to be felt nor pull from gravity as Izuku almost instantly ascended to a cruising altitude of 15,000 feet, and for the first few minutes, Toru didn't dare open her closed eyes as she kept a tight hold on Izuku.

Eventually, after minutes of just tightly waiting without a reaction from, well… anything, Toru noticed that the air was a bit less rich.

Finding the courage to take just a slight peek as she convinced herself that they were probably still on the ground for whatever reason, Toru slowly opened her eyes to see that below her, past the sides of the luggage that blocked her view, she could see the city of Musutafu rapidly growing in her view. In the distance, the setting sun hung with a bearable orange tang while there were no clouds in any direction; it all coalesced into the most picturesque sunset Toru could fathom.

Directly below them, she saw that Izuku was flying them directly over a highway, while to her sides she could see country roads leading to the more rural parts of the countryside. There were small towns peppered here and there, while behind her she recognized the fleeting form of her home city; Tokyo.

Turning around, she finally grew aware of the big and strong back of the person she was still holding onto for dear life. Through his shirt, she could feel the jaggedly sharp cuts of his abs and obliques, the density of his chest, the powerful width of his serratus anterior…

"U-uh, T-Toru?" Izuku was beyond red in the face as Toru realized that she had just been feeling him up for a good five to ten seconds.

Now embarrassed into feeling aghast, Toru stopped holding onto Izuku altogether and even slightly jumped… off the flying luggage bag that had been carrying them…

Before she could scream though, Izuku simply seized her body and kept it affixed right next to him as he said, "W-wow, y-you're braver t-than I t-thought." He tried to play off what had happened less than a literal second ago as he said, "I t-though I'd t-take at least a-another two or three trips b-before someone would consider u-unassisted flight like that..."

"P-put me back immediately!" Toru screamed and in less than a second she was put back behind Izuku, on the luggage bag.

Rather shamelessly, she locked herself to his back with twice the intensity and refused to say another word until they landed.

As the flight neared its end and she calmed, she found a strange peace despite everything that had transpired. The moment where her life was entirely in Izuku's hands, helplessness in the air, coupled with Izuku having let her have her way and hold onto him for almost the whole way, left her feeling secure just by being near him.

She almost didn't want to let go of him when they finally touched down.

Almost.

Chapter 4.2: Anything For A Friend!

"That was insane!" Toru quickly recovered back to her normal self. "We really made it before the sun fully set!" She cheered as Izuku followed behind her with an array of hovering luggage bags. They had not only made it to Musutafu, but also Toru's apartment while the last rays of sunlight were still shining.

"I'm just glad I left enough psychic energy in reserve to stop any mishaps like—"

"Anyways," Toru cut him off, her tone explicitly conveyed her desire to not talk about the mishap. "This is the place," she said as she opened the door to her apartment on the third floor of the building.

"Well, it was a nice change of pace meeting your parents and helping you move in," Izuku said as his actions screamed, "Looks like I'm finished here."

"Y-you're not going to help me put away my things?" Toru asked, audibly saddened.

"I-I wouldn't w-want to i-impose," Izuku said nervously. He himself was surprised to not have reacted more intensely to the idea of helping a beautiful girl like her unpack her things.

"Please!" She begged, either uncaring of the potential for disaster or unaware. "With your help, I could probably store everything in its place in a couple minutes."

Izuku opened his mouth to respond, but before he could get a word out, his phone's ringtone cut through the silence.

"Mom?" Izuku answered his mother's phone call.

"Izuku," he could hear the sounds of movement and chatter muffled through the phone, "I'm at a supermarket looking to buy some fresh pork to make your favorite Katsudon, since we still haven't celebrated your acceptance into U.A. Is there anything else you want?"

Looking up to see Toru silently bouncing in place, Izuku asked, "Are you going to cook that tonight or..."

"Why? Are you worried about it ruining your new special diet or something?" Inko asked. Further experimentation with Vitakinesis revealed that Izuku could make use of the ability to increase how quickly he grew; both in height and with regards to muscle.

"No, I… Give me a second," Izuku said before he pressed the phone to his body and asked Toru, "W-would you like to come over and eat with us? You didn't eat at all the whole time I was over at your house in Tokyo, so you must be pretty hungry."

"I'd… I'd like that," Toru quietly said.

Disregarding the odd way she accepted his offer, Izuku put his phone back to his ear and said, "Mom, could you buy enough food for one more person? I want to invite a friend and—"

"Say no more!" Inko excitedly said the moment she comprehended the word 'friend' had been uttered by her son. "I'll be home in half an hour," she merrily said before hanging up.

Awkwardly, Izuku put away his phone as he said, "Why don't we put your things away to kill some time? Believe it or not your apartment is only a couple dozen blocks away from mine." The new new apartment was much closer to U.A. — and Izuku's apartment by proxy — than the temporary one Toru had been staying at for the Entrance Exams.

Toru agreed, though she became noticeably more reserved as she went about helping Izuku set up her things. She hardly said a word and as a result, after Izuku had opened up the several luggage bags to sort out her dresses, shirts, shorts, pants and stock her fridge and pantry, he opened the wrong bag full of her undergarments and feminine hygiene products.

When Toru barely reacted to his panicked squeak and quick action to close the bag and move on, Izuku became concerned. After sorting out the rest of her things — the things he felt comfortable handling anyway — Izuku walked over to her and said, "Y-you know, you don't have to come over if you don't want to."

As Toru slowly lifted her head up to meet him, Izuku noticed as his control over light had reached a point where even without unravelling her invisibility, he could feel the outline of her features and more accurately see her. Making eye contact with the invisible girl, he said, "I don't want you to go along with me if it's making you uncomfortable..."

"Midoriya," Toru slowly said.

"Yes?" Izuku had no idea where she would go; her tone made her unreadable.

"Why are you so nice to me?"

"What? Aren't… Aren't we friends?" Izuku didn't understand where the question was coming from.

"I… I'd like to think so," Toru unknowingly hesitated. "But, both times we've met up, it's mostly just been you helping and giving, and me just taking… You made one of my dreams come true when you let me and my family see my face. You smiled through the grilling my parents put you through trying to learn all about you. You flew me over and helped me move in. And now you offered me the chance to eat at your place, while I… I..."

"You approached me and became my first friend over a decade." Izuku solemnly said, "For that alone, I don't think I can express how much you mean to me."

The passion behind his statement was completely misread by Toru as she turned away and felt her face heat up to a scalding hot.

"Moreover… What do you mean you've just been taking? Without you I wouldn't have Photokinesis!" Izuku said, killing the moment. "Even if there exists a chance I would have gotten it in the future from someone else, because of you I've had all this time and more to practice with it before we start in U.A." Izuku droned on, muttering.

"Yeah, yeah, I get," Toru said as she recovered to her usual bubbly self.

"I'd do anything for a friend," Izuku nodded.

'Friend, huh?' Toru thought, somewhat unhappy to hear him call her just a friend firsthand.

She finished sorting out the rest of the things that remained within the last couple luggage bags before Izuku guided her out of the apartment and over to his. Though, since the day had turned to night by the time the two were done in Toru's new apartment, Izuku opted to use his Photokinesis to brighten up their path over to his place.

"So now can you summon your own private sun?" Toru asked as she tore her gaze away from the sphere of concentrated photons that hovered several meters above them.

"I guess you can think of it like that. It doesn't run off nuclear reactions or emit dangerous radiation, though it does shine with a ton of light and a decent amount of heat."

"Well, I can imagine how useful that kind of technique will be once we start training to be heroes," Toru mused.

"Heh, yeah..." Izuku suddenly stopped causing Toru to almost bump into him. "Anyways, this is the place," He said, developing a startling amount of nervousness at an even more frightening pace.

'I invited a friend over to my apartment,' The thought started tame enough.

'A girl,' his heart rate began to climb. 'A beautiful girl whose family I met earlier today,' A sport's physician would look at Izuku's vitals and think he had just finished sprinting a marathon. 'A gorgeous girl who held onto me as we flew across cities and invited me as the first person to her new apartment,' if not for Vitakinesis, he might have fainted.

"Ah, Izuku! Would you be a dear and help me carry these inside," Inko called out to her son as she approached after turning on the corner of the block, effectively drawing him out of his thoughts.

"R-right!" Izuku said as he gestured with his finger. Not a moment later, the light of his "private sun" died out as he telekinetically moved the basket his mother was holding over so he could carry it in her stead.

After many tests, Izuku confirmed that he could use several types of kinetic powers at once, but he could hardly use two at once as he currently was. It was about as difficult as asking a normal person to write an essay with one hand and draw with the other at the same time.

"Come on, Izuku," Inko said, having walked close enough to put a hand on her son's shoulder. "I can't wait to meet this new friend of yours," she said, unaware of Toru's presence as her invisibility and clothes almost perfectly blended her into the environment.

Suddenly, Izuku felt an elbow start poking him in the rib and when he turned to see that it was Toru, she grabbed his hand and shook it. He got the message and unravelled her invisibility.

"Hi, Mrs Midoriya! I'm Toru Hagakure."

For a time, Inko didn't know how to respond. She could decide whether to be surprised by the sudden appearance of a girl, by the beauty said girl possessed, or by the fact that said beautiful girl was currently holding hands with her son.

"My son has a girlfriend?" Inko wondered to herself aloud.

"C-can we at least go inside, so I can start making our dinner while you two get to know each other?" Izuku prayed, hoping to contain what was sure to end up being one of his most embarrassing nights.

Silently, both Inko and Toru agreed.

Inko followed the two from behind while Toru, to not become invisible, kept a tight hold on Izuku's hand.

Once they made it inside Izuku's home, the very first thing Inko asked was, "So, are you guys dating or—"

"We're not dating!" Izuku interjected.

"Um, sweetie, you do realize you're still holding her hand, right?" Inko couldn't make sense of the upside down world she had found herself in.

Where was her timid and nervous son? It obviously couldn't be this assertive boy, who was still intimately holding Toru's hand, right?

"He's just doing that so we can talk normally," Toru explained. "You see, unless he uses one of his powers to cancel my Quirk, I'll turn invisible."

Izuku walked Toru over to the living room couch for her and his mother to get to know each other as he focused on telekinetically preparing dinner. It provided quite the source of entertainment and distraction for everyone in the small apartment, seeing as knives, pots, and pans operated autonomously.

Even more distracting, Toru found, was, "Say Midoriya, do you have to use your hands like that to use Telekinesis? Not that it doesn't look cool, it's just… I thought the whole point of it was that you only need your mind to move things from a distance."

"I don't need to gesture per say," Izuku said, stopping his hand signing for a moment while the kitchen utensils continued to work, "But, I built up my control of the ability by following my mom as an example. She's the one who unlocked Telekinesis for me, and after learning how to use it like she uses her Quirk, I found that I have an easier time managing things if I use gestures."

"Well, I think it makes you look awesome," Toru thoughtlessly commented. "I bet you could flip some of those gestures into epic ultra finishing moves!"

"Y-you think?" Izuku asked bashfully.

"Yeah! Like Edgeshot with his ninjutsu stuff."

"Mhmm," Inko agreed, before she threw Izuku right under the bus by adding, "Though, knowing him, he'd probably mirror something with All Might's style and yelled 'Force Smash!' or something."

"I wouldn't— Actually, that's not a half bad name for a super move!" Izuku couldn't not help it.

"Of course you would, my little All Might fanboy," Inko teased.

"Fanboy? I thought he liked all heroes," Toru said.

'Damn it...' Izuku thought through the conversation's logical conclusion and dreaded what was to come.

"You should see his room," Inko said, fulfilling the prophecy he had foretold a literal moment prior.

"Can I?" Toru asked Izuku.

Though he vehemently wanted her to not find out about his obsessive hobby, he couldn't help but think back to how he had just finished helping her set up her new bedroom. It was only fair that she got to see his, when he was there to help organize hers.

"Sure..."

Chapter 4.3: Wishes For The Future!

Toru didn't know what to expect with this being her first time looking into a boys room. However, the All Might Bedroom of Worship was so far removed from her expectations that she failed to react upon setting her sights past the door to Izuku's room.

There were posters of All Might, literally everywhere from the walls to the ceilings. There were All Might figurines of every costume the man had worn across his decades-spanning career. There were books and comics of All Might, an All Might carpet on the floor, All Might bedsheets and pillow covers; even the black-out curtain covering the windows had All Might on it…

It mystified Toru how anyone could idolize any one person to such an extent, and then… she found herself before Izuku's desk.

The desk itself was not All Might themed, but it did have an All Might mousepad, keyboard and mouse connected to a standing desktop PC with a custom All Might chassis. Yet none of those things were what caught Toru's eyes. Rather, it was the set of four pictures Izuku had decorating his workspace.

The pictures weren't of All Might, they weren't even of heroes.

One was a recent one of Izuku and his mother, another was of a much younger Izuku with a blond-haired crimson-eyed boy, the third was of an infantile Izuku with his mother and his presumed father, and the last… It was actually the picture Toru had taken of herself when they first met.

Toru didn't question how he got the picture, as she had been the one to send it to him impulsively one night when they were texting. But, for it to end up as one of the four pictures Izuku cherished enough to keep where he worked at…

"Ah! This is so embarrassing," Izuku said as he walked into his room to see Toru was staring at his framed picture of her. Eyes widening and figure trembling, he all but postrated before her as he said, "I-I swear I w-wasn't d-doing a-anything creepy w-with your picture!" In his panicked state, he said, "It's j-just… You're my only friend, a-and I d-didn't have a better picture of us t-together."

"Why don't we take one then?" Toru spoke without thinking.

"You don't mind?" Izuku asked as he picked himself up in a second.

Grabbing his hand, Toru waited for him to unravel her invisibility for her to smile widely at him and say, "You're not the only one who cherishes our relationship." Ignoring how flustered he became, she added, "I didn't think I'd need to spell it out for you to understand."

"I'm sure you have a lot of other, better friends." Izuku said, self-mockingly.

"I have other friends," Toru said, momentarily validating his beliefs of being lesser to her than he thought. But, then she added, "But, honestly you're probably my best friend."

She chuckled at the look of bemusement he had to ask for more information, so she continued, "You know, we're not so different, you and I. Not to say that I've had it as bad as you while you grew up Quirkless, but I'm sure you can imagine people didn't really care for me since all I could do for the longest time was hide my presence with my Quirk.

"Compared to my peers, I've always had one of the weakest and least flashy Quirks. People, I noticed, didn't treat me like a girl until I started growing up and my body changed. My 'friends,' well… I guess they're more acquaintances than anything.

"The boys just stared at the curves that showed through my clothes shamelessly; apparently, not being able to see my face was a good enough excuse. While the girls more so kept me in certain friend groups to be the 'fall' girl all the others could compare themselves to if they got insecure about their looks.

"You, though," Toru looked at Izuku, "you've done more than any of my other so called friends have ever done by just inviting me over today for dinner. Honestly, Izuku..." She bit her lip at the realization that she had called him by his first name, "you… you're my best friend."

The two entered a… silence that couldn't be described until Inko called to inform them that dinner was ready.

Discouraged by Izuku's silence up to that point, Toru made to leave his room with her head hung low. But, just as she passed him, he stopped her by placing a hand on her shoulder.

"I… didn't know it was like that, Toru." he said.

Without breaking eye contact, he added, "Thanks for confiding in me."

The moment built up with tension as they looked into each other, until…

"The food's going to get cold if you two don't… Oh," A glint of light reflected off Inko's eyes before she made to close the door and back away. "Sorry for intruding… Feel free to continue," her increasingly distant voice seemed to tease.

Izuku and Toru were left beyond embarrassed, unknowing of how to salvage the situation.

Izuku, being used to brushing off even worse instances of humiliation, tactfully tried to play things off as he said, "I'm sure that picture you promised me can wait until after we're done eating."

"R-right," Toru said before they walked out of Izuku's room and proceeded to have a mostly silent dinner. It didn't help their case that Inko was adamant about gazing at them with accusatory looks.

At least the food was good.

Izuku would go on to escort Toru back to her apartment after they ate. There they took a selfie together with Toru's invisibility unraveled and without telling Izuku, Toru planned to also frame the picture and place it in her room.

The two agreed to use their break week leading up to the start of their high school careers in U.A. to meet up and train together where they met.

Before letting Izuku go for the night, Toru boldly hugged him for a solid second; nothing like the quick action she had done earlier on in the day when greeting him at her house in Tokyo.

"Thanks for being a good friend," Toru said, as while they had been hugging. "In the future, I hope we can have many nights like tonight's," the words she left Izuku with kept him smoldering on his return journey to his apartment.

Author's Note

Whomp Whomp; Sadly, Izuku didn't get a reality breaking power this chapter. I hope my attempt at developing romance was a good enough substitute~

Oh and sorry about the cringe moments. I think I was drunk when I wrote them, but after proofreading while sober, I'm inclined to keep them in.