26

Pumped up kicks

"G-Go out with me!" He stammered out nervously. It was their first year of U.A. and Izuku was still in the hero course. He was asking her after school by the entrance.

"That's a good one, Midoriya." Jirou chuckled until she noticed he wasn't laughing. "Wait, you're serious, dude?"

He could only nod.

She face-palmed. "Look I would say yes, but you're asking me all wrong."

"Eh? So is that a yes?"

"Kinda, I guess, but first ask it right, you know with some balls."

"Can I borrow yours?" He joked before smirking actually taking her advice. He cleared his throat, reaching for her hand, tenderly holding it. "Want to go to this close by ice cream parlor with me?"

"It's a date!" She skipped slightly ahead, squeezing his hand, dragging him along. Out of all of them, she thought she was noticed the least by him but... She couldn't hold back a full-blown grin, almost running with glee.

"H-Hold up, Jirou."

"Call me Kyouka, Izuku!" She couldn't help the joy in her actions. 'I won, didn't I!'

"Izuku, sweetie wake up, we're going to be late." Momo was shoving his shoulder, still in his embrace.

"Nhhmm!" He grumbled, holding her tighter against his chest, and nuzzling her neck.

She giggled pushing his shoulder, still. "Stop, I'm serious."

"Mhm." He sleepily nodded. "Hey, babe?" He whispered, still with his eyes closed.

"Yes?"

"You know how we didn't, um, do it last night?" He pulled his head back, dropping his head on the pillow, finally opening his eyes to stare at her.

She slowly nodded, confused. "Yes..?"

"Well, you wanna have a quickie before school?"

She lifted herself climbing on his chest, staring down at him with a deadpan expression. "Are you serious?"

He simply raised an eyebrow.

"We better not be late." She teased. She let out a sly smirk, throwing the covers over them.

"We're going to be late! I'm never late!" Momo whined, she smacked his head, as he was giving her a piggyback ride, using his air trek. They were soaring across the city, leaping off buildings.

"You're the one who wanted round two!" He yelled over the wind hitting their ears.

"Shut up, idiot! It's your fault!"

"What? How?"

"Cause it just is!"

Their petty argument came to a lousy end. She curled her arms closer around his neck, resting her chin on his shoulder leaning her cheek against his, her eyes marveling at the bird's eye view of the city below them. "This is how you travel every day, isn't it?" Talking with pure awe.

"Yeah, Momo." With a resonating voice.

Izuku eventually brought them to one of the school roofs. "We barely made it." He let out, slightly out of breath.

She climbed off him. "Thank you, darling, but I'm such a mess I have to go to the bathroom. See you at lunch, ne?" She kissed his cheek as he nodded, heading for the door.

"You bet, babe." He smirked, grabbing her from the back, pulling her in for a hug. "I'll miss you." He whispered, nibbling her earlobe.

"Stop, what if someone sees?" But her tempted naughty voice contradicted her words.

"Okay, okay." He said, weakly breaking his grip. "Have a good day." He added as she began to walk ahead.

"You too, okay?" She glanced back one final time, both smiling at each other.

He waited on the roof for a few minutes to make sure they weren't seen together before he headed to the workshop.

Upon entering the studio. "It's finished!" Mei proclaimed, standing atop her pile of junk, holding it up with pride.

"Good morning, Hatsume." He tilted his head, confused with the cloth in her hand. "What is it?"

"Oh, Midoriya, you're just in time! I finally completed your new arm support!" She instantly boosted to him and like always, invaded his personal space. "I figured it out by looking at your old hero costume! Instead of a power-operated enhancer, what if, I made a specialized metallic woven arm sleeve!" She was shoving the grayish-silver sleeve into his arms. "The great thing about it is that you won't have to wear your bandages again!"

"I...-I won't?" He took it from her, holding it. 'Wow, it's super lightweight, but feels durable.'

"C'mon put it on! Here I'll help!" She rushed for his arm, ripping off a chunk of his bandages.

"W-Wait Hatsume!"

After the excited struggle from Hatsume, it was finally equipped. The metallic sleeve went from his shoulder down to his fingers, just like his old bandages used to. He was glancing at his right arm and it's new look. He clenched his fist shut, feeling no strain at all, actually for the first time he felt like he had some strength in his arm. "Hatsume this is... Thank you. Thank you so much! And not just with this for everything. For being here with me."

"Oh now, let's not get emotional like yesterday! I'm just glad you like it. I don't know if you noticed but I added plating over your knuckles and fist for that extra force in your punches."

"Yeah, it's kinda hard to notice because of how sleek it is, but I see it now!"

And so they both began to geek out in their studio, like the partners and best friends they were. The sounds of Deku's ramblings, Hatsume's maniacal laugh, and loud machinery were all that was heard from outside of the workshop.

Lunch. Izuku and Momo didn't hide from their group of friends this time, everyone was at the table.

"It was just a compliment." Midoriya groaned for the umpteenth time.

"Yes, it was rather sweet of you, Midoriya." Momo knew that Izuku was able to pick up on the double meaning.

"Y-Yeah, don't mention it." But shy Midoriya had a pink tint on his cheeks.

"A-ha! Why are you blushing Midoriya?" Mina pressed, slamming her hands down and leaning over the lunch table. Toru nodded along with her arms crossed.

"Because all of the focus is on me! Why does this even matter to you guys?" He let out frustratedly flustered.

"Well, duh." Mina lifted her arms up, straightening her self. "Neither Bakugo or Todoroki have things going that way. Bakugo only has winning and heroes in his mind, and that's good and all but he's kinda been, you know, dull. Such a goody-two-shoes nowadays."

"A goody-two-shoes? Kacchan is?" Deku was staring up at her trying to comprehend the sentence she just uttered.

"And Todoroki is the cool quiet type that's never interested in talking, to us at least but that's why we want him more!" She clasped her hands together with wanting lust.

"Um, Todoroki are you okay with her talking like this in front of you?" He turned his cringed eyes to him, who was sitting right next to her.

"Isn't she always like this." Stating his disregard for her actions.

"I guess that's true..." Midoriya gave in to his logic.

"That just leaves you, Midoriya!" Mina continued. "You're the only one of the big three, who's known to fool around. You're the bad boy of the group."

"There are so many things wrong with the sentence you just said." Izuku rubbed his temples. "First of all, I'm not one of the big three, and second of all, I'm not a bad boy."

"Not that big three. The three sexiest third years in our school! And have you taken a look in the mirror lately, Midoriya? Those injuries, how your eyes have that careless attitude, and your uncaring nature towards your sloppy uniform, and how hot you look when you rev your gear, I personally love how they expose your abs, all the time..." She drooled.

"You're the female Mineta, you know that, right?" He told her with deadpan eyes.

"You really didn't know you're the delinquent of school?" Mina crossed her arms, with a raised eyebrow.

"Wh-What?! That's ridiculous!" He proclaimed. "Uraraka?" He turned his head to the girl next to him, looking for a defense.

"Well, actually Deku, lately..." She was glancing down with a blush, not able to meet his eyes.

Izuku shifted his eyes to Yui.

She simply nodded.

He took another chance. "Kyouka?"

"Well, I mean, dude..." She was scratching her cheek with her earphone jack, looking up and away.

Izuku took his last chance turning to her. "Yaoyorozu?" pleading to her. 'Did you know this whole time?'

She tilted her head, smiling. "Yesterday was a great example, ne? You did kidnap me." She teased. 'It doesn't matter if I did right?'

"'I guess."' Answering both their mental and physical conversation.

'Oh and I totally did.' She smirked, messing around with him.

'Wait a minute, Momo!' He tried to recompose himself at the reoccurring playful Momo. His favorite.

'And I won, ne?' With her everlasting smile.