"Sorry!"

Somehow, he wasn't tired of hearing her say that. Even if she did say it every single time she threw him to the matted floor of Itsuka's gym. This was the fifth time that he had been laid out by Pyrrha in their sparring matches, five times to his one. He really needed to amend his thought about Pyrrha's fighting skills, she wasn't just a good fighter, she was a better fighter than him. A much better fighter than him.

Pyrrha's head appeared in his vision, her smile made him feel instantly better about losing to her again. Her red ponytail fell from her shoulder nearly hitting his chest as she offered a hand to him. "Izuku is uhh a good fighter? Did I say right?"

Izuku smiled and took Pyrrha's hand, it had only been a few days but all things considered she was picking up on their language well enough. She could ask questions now, use a cellphone well enough to call him and was well on her way to being an independent person. Even if that might still take a few more weeks before she could be considered fluent. Still introducing her to more people so she could ask more questions and talk to them was a great idea.

He just wished Itsuka and to a lesser extent Momo would stop laughing at him every time Pyrrha threw him. He had close to a hundred pounds on her but she still just flipped him around like it was nothing, it wasn't just the throws though, even her strikes hit hard in face with the kind of experience that he couldn't even guess about.

"Yeah, you did." He laughed still holding her hand even as he stood with her. Even after realizing that he was still holding her hand it took him a bit longer to realize that he shouldn't be doing that. Especially not with prying eyes nearby. It was just they had been using hand touching for signals and guidance so much these past few days. "You're a great fighter, Pyrrha."

Her smile widened and she leaned forward slightly so that the two inches she had on him vanished her head tilted to the side. "Better than Izuku?"

"Yes yes, better than Izuku." he laughed rolling her eyes. And then looked at their audience, between Itsuka, Momo, and Pyrrha, there was a lot of incredibly beautiful women in the room, but they were his friends. His really beautiful kick ass part time model friends, but still his friends. "Why don't you try against Itsuka?"

"Itsuka?" Pyrrha turned to look at Momo and Itsuka who were standing just off of the mats, dressed in their workout attire that consisted of tank tops and leggings. "Is she umm, tall or short again?"

"She's the orange haired one and-"

"Momo's up next!" Itsuka shouted from the sideline giving Momo a good shove onto the mat and making her way to the foam weapon rack that rested on the wall. "You said Pyrrha uses a spear right?"

"Yeah, well kinda," he really couldn't call Milo anything other than a work of art considering how seamlessly it shifted between a spear, short sword, staff, and rifle. Mei really out did herself with the weapon, even changing the live rounds to something closer to a tazer. "She can use that though."

"What?" Momo half stumbled onto the mats and looked at Pyrrha for a moment. "She's going to kick my ass."

"I'll kiss it later, let me talk with Izuku for a minute." Itsuka tossed two foam staffs to Momo who caught them with great reluctance. Itsuka then turned to him, one hand on her hips as she wiggled her eyebrows at him, her long orange ponytail bouncing with every single step.

Momo moved to the center of the mats where Pyrrha was and handed the talle girl one. Man it was weird seeing Momo shorter than a girl, even though he was only an inch taller than Momo now, but he still remembered her being so much taller than him. "Hello Pyrrha, I'm Momo."

"Hello Momo! My name is Pyrrha." Pyrrha's smile was wide and she spun the foam staff around with ease. "Ready?"

"So," Itsuka planted both her feet on the ground, her elbow within striking distance of his sides. Ever since he actually got to know her, Itsuka had been a good friend to him. A good friend that he had a giant crush on up until the day that she asked him to help her get together with Momo, which was pretty much how they got to where they are today. "How long have you been heads over heels in love with Pyrrha?"

This was not where he thought this conversation was going. "Uhh, what do you mean? I've only known her for a few days and I-"

"Dude," Itsuka elbowed him in the side and pointed towards Pyrrha. "You're so in love with her, you can't even see it."

"I haven't even known her a week!" Why was everyone trying to get him together with Pyrrha? God, he could only imagine what his mother was going to say if she met Pyrrha. Even Mei who had forgotten Pyrrha's name two seconds after Pyrha left her line of site was calling Pyrrha 'Izuku's tall redheaded girlfriend.' "Don't get me wrong, Pyrrha is a wonderful person, beautiful too, and I do like spending time with her but I'm just trying to help her out."

"Sorry!" Pyrrha shouted a moment after Momo got slammed onto the mat hard.

"Helping her out by trying to spend as much time with her as possible? You don't even know how you look at her do you?" Even out of highschool, Itsuka couldn't help but be everyone's big sister. Mostly his nowadays.

"What do you mean?"

She swatted him in the chest laughing. "You don't, dude, when she enters the room your entire face lights up like a sign that says 'I'm helplessly in love with you' and that she smiles at you the exact same way. It's so adorable."

"What makes you so sure?" Izuku asked feeling his face heating up at the idea of having a romantic relationship with Pyrrha, sure she was beautiful, kind, always smiled at him, and he just liked being around her. And he guessed that he did smile a lot more when she was around, but that didn't mean that he was in love with her. Did it? Besides! He barely knew her!

"Because it's the same way that I look at Momo." Itsuka smiled pushing a tuft of her hair back behind her ear and looked towards Momo going on the offensive against Pyrrha. The offensive lasted for all of two strikes before Pyrrha's counter attack ended with Momo getting flipped on her back again. "Now you best hurry before I decide I want to try and climb that mountain."

"Sorry!" Pyrrha called again.

Momo just laid there for a moment.

"She's only like two inches taller than me." Izuku whined.

"Dude quit being so insecure about your height, trust me dating someone taller is awesome." Itsuka slapped him in the chest again. "Now come on, let's give our tall girlfriends a rest and have a sparring match."

Pyrrha helped Momo up, her breath was heavy and she was covered in sweat. She hadn't taken a break yet, and she looked tired, but when her green eyes met his, a wide energetic smile spread on her face. Okay, so she smiled at him whenever they looked at each other. That's what friends do, right? Well… normal friends, Kacchan didn't count. "Pyrrha take break?"

"Sure!" Itsuka jumped onto the mat doing a cartwheel for no reason before stretching with every step she took. She enlarged her hands for a moment and shook them out before tossing the two foam staffs to the side. "Come on Izuku, get your big green butt over here."

"Good job Pyrrha." Izuku nodded at her as he ran past to stand opposite of Itsuka. "You too Momo."

"My pleasure." Momo half moaned, okay, so maybe there was something to Itsuka's threat if Momo was looking so happy getting her ass kicked by Pyrrha.

"Thanks!" Pyrrha beamed.

"Alright alright lover boy, let's make this interesting." Itsuka popped her neck and rolled her shoulders while bouncing down into a fighting stance. "What do you say, if I win, I get to take Pyrrha to a photo shoot."

"You want to make her a model?" Izuku asked, and getting squared into his own fighting stance. "And if I win?"

"Hmm, I'll drop the you and Pyrrha dating thing, and I won't tease you for like a week."

"Alright, but if she doesn't want to you have to respect her wishes."

XXXX

At least it wasn't for an unhealthy cereal this time.

Rather this time she was being asked to model for some clothing company alongside some of her new friends that Izuku has introduced her too. Apparently just like her old world, Huntsmen, or rather Heroes could make a bit of extra money by modeling for companies, though it seemed to be a much bigger deal in this world.

Still, Pyrrha looked down at her exposed cleavage, she was wearing a nightie that went down to just barely met her mid thigh. Though, she supposed that her usual skirt back on Remnant was a bit shorter, but it still made her feel a bit exposed. Largely because she was supposed to be taking photos in this for a magazine. The nightie was a simple red that matched her hair with a golden knot that went around just under her bust and then again right where her hips were.

"Though I suppoppose I do look rather cute." She muttered to herself resisting the urge to run a hand through her hair now that Itsuka was combing it down her back. Itsuka was also wearing Pajamas though hers were more sporty, a pair of blue short shorts and a matching top that exposed her stomach.

"Beautiful." Itsuka Mumbled a comb in her mouth as she styled Pyrrha's hair with her hand. "Izuku would like it."

"He would?" Pyrrha asked looking at herself in the mirror again. Why did that matter? Sure Izuku was just her friend and, oh god did she already have a crush on someone new? Was that allowed? Wasn't she still hung up on Jaune? Was she moving too fast? Was this because he was the first person to give her a chance? Was it because they spent everyday together and she was always so happy to see him? "Why?"

"Because he likes you." Itsuka hummed.

Oh dust why? There was no way that she could go through with what she did with Jaune again. Only this time it was worse! She didn't have the words to properly express herself. Not that she did when she could actually speak the language, but what on earth was she supposed to do. Did Izuku really like her? Itsuka didn't seem like the kind of person that would lie for no reason.

Pyrrha turned her head and looked Itsuka in the eyes. "Why?"

Itsuka smiled and rolled her eyes, placing one hand on her hip. The look in Itsuka's teal eyes told Pyrrha that she was being honest. It was the same look that Nora would give her whenever Jaune showed any sign of interest. "Because he does."

"Oh, umm, well," what was she supposed to say to that? Moving on was one thing, but wasn't this a little too soon? "What do I do?"

"Hmm," Itsuka tapped on her chin. "Has Pyrrha had boyfriend before?"

If that meant that she kissed someone then shoved them into a locker then yes! If it meant actually dating, then no. "Kinda?"

"Was, uhh, recent? Err, not long ago?"

Pyrrha nodded her head, nearly a year of crushing on Jaune, though, she supposed with him she fell for him almost as fast as she was falling for Izuku. Did he get out of that locker okay?

"Then don't worry." Itsuka placed a hand on her shoulder and half hugged her. Were people always so affectionate in this world? Would Izuku hug her? They touched hands a lot, but that was because they needed too! "Izuku is uhh, dense. He'll take a while."

Dense? Again? She was not going through all that again!

"Now come on, they're waiting for us."

Oh right, she was modeling.

AN: Got sick, decided to update.