Izuku groaned, looking at his mostly dead phone first thing in the morning was probably not the best idea. It really seemed like he was passing out fully dressed more and more often, and this time he wasn't even wearing his hero suit. Maybe Mei's chaotic sleep schedule was starting to rub off on him and he was going to just start falling asleep on the nearest surface he could find. It worked for her.

There were a few messages, one from Itsuka asking when he was going to go to the dojo again soon, a dozen missed calls from Goro and a single message that said to call him when he woke up, a message from Mei that- the screen went black. "Ahh. It died."

He half yawned and pushed himself off the bed, pawing around his nightstand for his phone cord before plugging it in and waiting for it to come back online. He shouldn't keep Goro waiting. Once his phone realized it wasn't going to die he dialed Goro and prepared himself to be yelled at.

"Deku. You're a prick."

"Good morning Goro. Why were you blowing up my phone?" Izuku fought back against the urge to yawn but it was a losing fight. He wanted to go right back to bed.

"Pyrrha."

That woke him up. Yesterday came running back into him with the force of a flood. Finding that strange redheaded woman, fighting that Nomu, finding out Pyrrha's name, and that she can't speak Japanese, the shop, the walk home, them eating ramen, and then coming home and learning about her while trying to help her learn Japanese. A smile pulled on his lips for just a moment.

"What about her?" He asked, his throat going dry for a moment as he considered all the things that Goro could possibly be calling about. Did someone find her? Was she an escapee from a mental asylum? Were they going to arrest her? Did she sneak out in the middle of the night and start fighting someone? Every possible reason filled him with dread.

"Deku-" Goro groaned, shifting the phone slightly and typing on his keyboard again. "Calm the fuck down you anxious man-squirrel."

"Right. Sorry." Izuku coughed and straightened his back. "You were saying?"

"I'm still waiting to hear back from a few countries, but I think those can be safely ignored. But most agencies aren't reporting any missing Pyrrhas, there's a few with that name in the Medditeranean area, but they're all accounted for. Also did a search for known vigilantes, good news, it doesn't look like your new girlfriend is on any wanted posters. Too many missing person reports though." Goro droned on and on, his voice just barely grating enough to keep Izuku awake. "So, what are you going to be doing with her? You said she can fight right?"

"Uhh, I think the first part is to have her learn the language, I don't quite think she's able to-"

Goro interrupted him with a sigh. "Look, Deku, I'd feel much better if this chick was with you at all times. Considering how you're taking responsibility for her. There's an old law, one when the Hero Association was still trying to get its feet on the ground, a license can be given to someone over the age of 18 if they pass a test and at least three heroes vouch for them. I don't know if the board will buy it but I've already prepared a case for it. There's another one for citizenship but that might be harder. Stop by the office in an hour and I'll give you some of the paperwork."

"Oh, uhh should I bring Pyrrha?" Izuku asked, standing to make his way over to his closet. He could go a day without showering, right? The grease in his hair proved that it was a strong no. Guess he was putting on his costume and jumping with style. "I'd like to give her a bit of time to relax after yesterday."

"Not needed today, I'm still trying to gather a lot of the people needed to make this happen. If you can trust her in your home then call it good. Remember. An hour."

The line went silent again.

Izuku sighed and plugged his phone back in before it died. Again. Pyrrha would probably be fine on her own. She might even know how to make instant ramen, and it'd only be for a little while. Then he had patrols so it might be longer than that. He should find someone else to watch her for a bit.

After a shower Izuku put on his hero costume and wandered downstairs.

And he was quickly reminded that there was a redheaded Greek goddess in his residence. He caught Pyrrha wearing some workout attire they apparently got. Her long red hair was tied into a tight ponytail that bounced with her every motion, a loose grey tank-top was over her sports bra, and a pair of tight black leggings. She was effortlessly doing pull ups on a bar he installed on the way to the restroom.

Every time she raised up she brought her legs straight up and then back down. Every single motion was steady and perfect, her exposed shoulder and arm muscles flexing and relaxing showing off just how fit she was. No wonder she could run like she could, jump like she could and fight like she could. Honestly watching her work out was making his own muscles start to feel the burn.

"Pyrrha," He said just loud enough to get her attention.

Her green eyes lit up when she looked at him and a smile spread across her sweat filled face. She jumped down and bounced on her feet looking absolutely delighted. "Izuku! Eh er umm. Deku?"

"Yeah, Deku." He laughed hoping that if he did so it might seem like he wasn't just checking her out. A faint smell wafted into his nose when he closed his eyes, and it wasn't the pungent scent of workout sweat. It was bitter, greasier, and-

"Here!" Pyrrha waved him over to the kitchen and pointed towards the origin of the scent. Breakfast. A cup of coffee, cold enough that there was no steam rising from it sat next to a plate of eggs and some toast. Pyrrha pointed at it excitedly and then at the sink and the fridge then up at his room and mimicked him talking on the cell phone, all while laughing and trying to talk to him. She pointed up towards the upstairs shower and acted like she was showering and then pointed towards the clock and the pull up bar.

Did he take in a stray housewife?

Izuku walked over to the food and smelled it. When was the last time he even had someone cook for him? It smelled wonderful. He pointed at it and then himself. "Me?"

Pyrrha nodded happily and pointed towards a clean plate sitting on the drying rack and then patted her stomach. "For Izuku!"

"Thanks!" He said taking a sip of the coffee, it was still warmish and mixed well with the egg he took a bite of. "It's good."

"Yay." Pyrrha did a short cheer and smiled all the brighter. She then moved over to his mess of a kitchen table - well there was less of a mess now - and pointed towards Mei's design station she brought over and never really used. She grabbed her pen and pointed at it. Then she made a throwing motion. "Milo, and uhh," She made a circle in the air around her arm where a shield would be. "Akouo."

Were those the names of her weapons? A uhh, spear and a shield? Did she want to draw her weapons? Goro might not like the idea of arming Pyrrha before she proved herself, but he saw what she could do with a trash can lid and a metal rod. Besides it was just a drawing there was no harm in it. "Yeah," he nodded smiling at her. "Go ahead."

How on earth were her smiles so cute? And her breakfast so good? It felt like he all but inhaled that meal then looked at the time. He had less than half an hour before he was supposed to meet Goro, which meant that Goro expected him in half that time. Crap.

"Uhh, Pyrrha?" She looked up from her drawing, it was a lot more technical than he would have thought, even with notes about what it could do. It was collapsible? Wait, not important. "Izuku needs to go, and uhh, Pyrrha Stay." He pointed towards the clock and drew a circle around it twice. "Izuku will be back soon."

"Pyrrha stay." She nodded and pointed towards the clock. "Izuku go. Back in two." she mirrored his hour indicator and smiled.

She was picking up on this stuff quick. Man, he couldn't wait to actually talk with her. If she was as funny as she was cute he was in major danger. Well, he was already in danger. He nodded again and headed out the door. "Bye, thank you!"

"Thank you." she waved him goodbye smiling softly.

He'd have to fix that when he could.

XXXX

If she understood Izuku right, he would be back in two hours. That meant until then she had a bunch of free time where she wasn't running around hiding trying not to get caught being naked. For the first hour things were fine, she did more dishes - it was the least she could do for him considering his hospitality - cleaned a bit more, straightened a bookshelf and did a bit more working out.

Then she ran out of things to actually do. Going outside was a bad idea because she might get lost, or end up getting in the middle of something when she couldn't even speak to people. She could turn Izuku's T.V. on and off and she could even make it play shows, but she couldn't even begin to understand what they were saying, or why they were doing weird sports like trying to squeeze through an odd hole in a moving wall. It looked funny.

So with all the nothing to do, Pyrrha continued to sketch her weapons. They wouldn't be exactly the same as the gear her father had gotten her, nor had she even seen many people wielding weapons. But just like the red sash her mother had given her, she'd still like to have something similar around, even if it was just for show.

"Well, it's still the best way to pass the time." She glanced at the T.V. the people were failing basic stunts while laughter played in the background. Maybe she just found one of those weird channels and that the rest were normal? Still, she was oddly entertained. And maybe she'd even learn a bit more of Izuku's language while he was away.

She hummed looking over Milo's design with Akouo's right next to it, she was using the numbers that Izuku had shown her and hoping that they were right. Math should be a universal constant right? "Now for my emblem."

She glanced down at the bunny eared mask that was Izuku's logo. "After seeing his costume I can see why."

Why did he have two large rabbit ears on his hood? It didn't make sense. Still the green was a nice color. If she were to stay here how would her own costume look. And what would her name be? What was it that Izuku called her once? Spartan? That might be a good place to start. "But what did Deku mean?"

Izuku's door opened up and she felt a rush of excitement rush over her, thinking that he was back early and that they could hang out more. Instead a pink haired girl wearing a set of goggles wandered into the living room, she was wearing an oil stained tank-top with a thick jacket wrapped around her waist and large cargo pants. She looked to be about Nora's height and build.

"Hello! My name is Pyrrha," she said loudly, hoping that this woman was supposed to be here and not just someone that wandered into houses.

The pink haired girl looked up her goggles fidgeted for a moment, her mouth open before she grunted and waved before continuing on her way to the kitchen. Pyrrha wasn't certain if that grunt was even a word or if it was just a grunt. Still the girl seemed out of it.

Pyrrha could only watch as the girl marched over to the fridge grabbed a to-go box and began to scarf it down without a second thought, she wasn't even chewing, just shoving balls of the stuff into her mouth over and over again her cheeks expanding like a squirrel gorging itself on nuts for the winter.

With a mighty swallow the girl tossed the container behind her missing the trash can and making a mess. Ahh. So that explained the mess. She reached in and grabbed another container before finally looking over at Pyrrha. The girl pushed back her goggles to reveal two golden eyes with crosshairs in them. She spoke fast. Really fast. More like she was excited.

Each step the pink haired girl took she swallowed another bite of food, somehow remaining just as incoherent as when she first started, but that might just be because of Pyrrha's limited understanding of the language.

"I can't understand you." Pyrrha said taking a step back and letting the much shorter girl look at the designs she did for Milo and Akouo.

Those golden eyes lit up and the girl smiled pointing at the designs and laughing like Nora did at the chance to break someone's knees. She pointed at the designs and stuck a finger in Pyrrha's chest then back again, a giddiness spreading over her like a frenzy.

Was she asking if Pyrrha drew this? "Uhh, yes, I did. It's Milo and Akouo."

"Milo?" The pink haired girl tilted her head tapping on the spear. "Akouo?"

"Yes?" She responded with the word Izuku had taught her nodding.

The girl let out a scream her head flying back. She grabbed the designs ripping them off the workstation without tearing them and rolled it up tightly before grabbing onto Pyrrha's hand. For someone so small she sure did have a strong grip. The girl headed towards the door cackling madly.

Was she being kidnapped by a pink haired version of Nora?

AN: MEI! This should go well :)