"Umm, excuse me, Mr. Deku?" The store clerk asked rubbing her hands together, her face still red from chasing Pyrrha nearly an hour ago. She was a middle aged woman that probably just wanted to go home and drink tea with her friends. Having her call him Mr. just felt wrong. Was he really that well known already? "I'd like to apologize once again, had I known that she was a foreign hero and your side-kick I would have allowed her to borrow the clothing. It's rather unfortunate she got hit by a cloth destroying quirk."

Was it bad that he was lying? Yes. Was it the easiest way to explain Pyrrha's situation without getting her in more trouble than she'd already be in? Yes. As far as he could tell she was already a foreigner that wasn't here legally which was a whole bunch of problems, she really didn't need thievery on top of that. She was a hero - had to be, she fought to good not to be and he didn't think someone with a smile like hers could be a villain - so depending on her country of origin and how she ended up in Japan most of her crimes could easily be forgiven.

"Don't worry about it," Izuku smiled and scratched the back of his neck. "She uhh, also got hit by a quirk that removed the Japanese language from her mind so she couldn't communicate either, you couldn't have known."

"Oh my how dreadful!" The store clerk waived her hand and pouted. "Still, you did remove that dreadful Nomu that had been terrorizing the area for quite some time. To think it was so close! As a thanks please accept her clothing for free."

His wallet was saved!

"That's very kind of you. I'm certain that, uh... " Crud, he needed a hero name for her right? Alright, let's see she was tall, had a magnetic quirk, fought with a shield and a spear, was really strong and could fight really could. Plus she was beautiful. Crap. Wait, what warriors used spears and shields? Oh right! "Spartan will be grateful for some new clothes, all of hers were destroyed in the attack."

"Oh my, all of them?" The woman gasped.

"Yes, it uhh, happened on our way to the agency so she didn't have a chance to drop off her clothing." How deep was he digging this hole? Now she was a hero called Spartan, working from his agency and had a language wiped from her mind! Guh he needed to call his contact in the police and set this record straight as quick as he could. Maybe they'd be able to help find out where she's from.

"Oh my what a rough first day." The woman sighed and tapped her cheek. "Still you best take good care of her Deku. She's quite the catch."

Could every woman that was his mother's age not try to set him up with every single female he looked at? Seriously, the number of times that his mother had hinted that giving Mei an actual baby might calm her down, or how well he got along with Itsuka, or how Momo would be- guh, now he was doing it for them. "Don't worry Ma'am I'll be sure to help her recover as best as I can."

"I'm sure you will." The woman said in that motherly tone of wanting grand babies two years ago. "She is a beautiful woman after all, especially her hair, that red of hers really draws the eyes. Oh and her eyes! I don't think I've seen a green so vivid."

He was well aware. So much so that when Pyrrha stepped out of the changing room fully dressed he had to remind himself not to let his jaw drop. Her long red hair was now tied into a loose ponytail that fell over her shoulder, her hair looked like it could easily go down to her waist. A brown jacket with a grey sweater hoodie was open, revealing the grey shirt she had underneath with his hero logo on it. A long red sash was tied around her waist, highlighting her beige shorts.

She looked taller. They gave her heels didn't they? Yep they gave her heels. She was already six feet tall! Why did she need heels! Still, she did look absolutely breathtaking.

"Oh my, well she does clean up lovely doesn't she?" The store clerk reminded him that he shouldn't be openly gawking at Pyrrha.

"Yeah," Izuku muttered. It wasn't just that Pyrrha was beautiful to him, it was just that she seemed so nice, caring, and heroic. It just felt like he could trust her without question. The desire to help her was quickly becoming a need. He should find out how to teach someone a language.

Pyrrha walked over to the counter a wide smile on her face as she placed down several sets of clothes and two boxes for shoes. She turned to him and opened her jacket up, sticking her chest out at him and pointed towards his design emblem, it was just a green silhouette of him doing a jump kick that was taken about the time he started getting popular with his hero name written in english. Pyrrha pointed at it then at him. "Deku?"

He was mostly distracted by how busty she actually was when not wearing a hoodie.

"Yep, that's my uhh." Right she couldn't understand him. He nodded yes and pointed at himself. He wasn't in costume at the moment maybe he'd show her that later. "Deku."

She looked so happy with that knowledge.

She turned to the register and began to look through her pockets. Her smile vanished and panic crossed her face, arms flailing as she pointed at him, the register, and her clothes while muttering a bunch of nonsense that was probably a language. She really did make that apology noise a lot.

"Oh! Poor dear must be trying to pay, let me bag it up for her, hopefully she'll get the message."

Izuku watched as Pyrrha began to freak out just the slightest bit more when the clerk began to bag the clothing, shoes, and underwear. He really didn't need to know what her underwear looked like, even if he did know what her butt looked like. It was a cute butt.

"Deku! Izuku! Deku!" Pyrrha pointed at the clothes looking at him with wide green eyes and panic on her face.

Right, how was he supposed to tell her that it was free? He walked over to the register and grabbed one of the bags before bowing. "Thank you again."

"Bwah? We should be thanking you!" The clerk muttered her face turning red.

Pyrrha gasped and jumped beside him mirroring the bow. "Thaaank ou agiain!"

He looked at her and she was already looking at him, confusion written on her face. He gave her a thumbs up and her wide beautiful smile returned in full force. Maybe having her learn the language would be easier than he thought.

They grabbed the clothing and left the building. Next he'd need some note taking supplies for her. Though he might have some of it at his house, still it might be good to get her something of her own. It wasn't like she had anything right now anyways. Okay so they'll-

A rumbling sound came from Pyrrha and he saw her holding her stomach for a moment before looking down at him with a smile and saying that apology of hers again.

Right, first, food.

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There were so many people in this city! There were easily more people here than in all of Remnant! It was so amazing! And a lot of them were living happily! There was only that one Grimm around, and even if it didn't vanish like they were supposed to and was a bit stronger than it should be her and Izuku were able to take care of it without getting hurt.

And Izuku didn't even have an Aura, or a semblance! He just punched it really hard!

This world had some amazing fighters. Already she was gathering bits about this world. People had semblances. A lot of people did, and there were Faunus too! But they weren't like normal Faunus, there was even a guy that looked like a bear! A real bear! He was wearing a suit and he was huge! But it wasn't just one feature like the Faunus had.

And both Faunus and humans interacted with no prejudice! Was she in the future?

She also gathered that Izuku was someone important with a nickname of Deku. Izuku was like a Huntsman, and Deku was his huntsman name. At least that's what she thought.

So far it seemed like there weren't that many Grimm around but she saw a lot of huntsmen walking about without weapons. They all had costumes on. Did Izuku have a costume? She wanted to see it. If she was stuck here maybe she could become a huntswoman again.

Izuku led her to a place that smelled wonderful. A back alley shop that had a familiar scent of ramen pouring out of it. Her stomach growled at its scent and Izuku looked at her smiling making her blush. "Sorry," She muttered, "It's been a while since I had ramen."

Why was she even trying to talk to him? She didn't know what he thought she was saying, but he seemed to be pretty good at getting what she was trying to say. Maybe he was empathetic like Ren was?

"Ramen?" Izuku asked looking at her with wide eyes. He pointed towards the shop and said a bunch of words followed by, "ramen" again.

She looked at the picture of ramen on the side of the building and nodded. "Ramen."

"Ramen!" He laughed and urged her into the building, his hand full with one of her bags of clothes. He had taken the bag with her underwear in it. But he didn't seem to care or notice. She was lucky to have ran into someone as patient as he was. So far he seemed like a good guy. Mostly because he bought her clothes and has been trying to understand her.

And she wasn't arrested!

That was a big plus.

They sat down at one of the tables that went around the main ramen bar, her clothing and some extra stuff Izuku had bought nestled under the table and making her legs ever so slightly cramped. But her stomach didn't really care. A girl with red hair and a snake head gave them their menus and chatted lightly with Izuku.

Pyrrha studied the menu for a moment, looking at the symbols and trying to find some kind of reason to them. If she could find out how to spell ramen, then she could start to learn their language! There had to be something in common between all the different kinds of ramen. Maybe it was these four symbols? It appeared a lot on the menu next to the pictures of ramen.

Once the waitress had left she pushed the menu in front of Izuku and pointed to the symbols. "Ramen?"

His smile told him all she needed to know. With this she was taking her first steps towards learning his language, that satisfaction almost tasted better than the actual ramen.

Almost.

AN: I was itching to write this again. ITCHING!