AN: My Hero Academia does not belong to me, sadly.


(My Dorm Room)

I was lying on my bed, in the dark. Today had a bit emotional with Asui's breakdown about her guilt over not helping us saving Kaachan, but luckily Ashido and Toru had a plan to brighten things up.

It was a contest to see who had the best room. Almost everyone played, Kaachan didn't. He hated social activities anyway. Mineta didn't get a chance to play because no one wanted to go to his room.

I feel bad for saying this, but Mineta was creepy. I'm sure some people think I'm creepy because of my mumbling. And my room was right beside his! Hopefully, he kept his um nightly activities noise level to a minimum. I really didn't want to Aizawa-sensei involved, but I had a strict sleeping schedule. One I couldn't skimp on since All Might made it and he lived on U.A. premises.

My cell phone beeped. I wondered who would text me so late. Barely anyone in the has my number. Kaachan had it and he only begrudgingly texted me on my birthday. I knew Iida and Yaoyorozu had it because they were on the student council. And Todoroki had because I gave it to him before Hosu because of how Iida was acting. That little action saved Iida's and my life.

I checked to see it was an unknown number. I opened up the message to read it. "Hey babe!"

"Who this?" I sent back. I got a sad face emoji before the unknown number started to call me.

"Babe!" a clearly feminine voice whined when I picked up, "Did you already forget about me?"

Oh. Oh! "Toga?"

Giggles followed. "Yep, that's me. How you doing babe?"

My brain froze. I was talking to a girl on the phone. A female other than my mom or Auntie Mitsuki. I need to calm down before I dropped my phone. Breathe in. Breathe out.

"Izu-kun? Are you okay?" I heard her asked. That snapped me out of my mini panic attack.

"Hey Toga. Can I have this number saved on my phone?" I asked, "I won't use your real name."

"That's cool," she answered, "Not like this phone can be traced anyway."

I almost dropped my phone again. I wasn't even thinking of that of doing that! But it wouldn't have been a bad idea, if it could be traced. Maybe she lied?

"Plus, I would know if someone tried."

Message received. I wasn't about to take the chance. Simple tactics wasn't going to work on her. She dodged the authorities for two years somehow.

I cleared my throat. "Since you asked earlier, I just finished moving into my room."

"How are they?" she asked.

"They're actually really nice. Something I should expect of U.A. Makes me feel a little spoiled from my humble household." Keep the answers vague. I can't give her clear details or she could use that against me.

"My precious Izu-kun deserves to be spoiled. I love you baby."

I gulped, as trying to swallow the sudden fear in me. How was I supposed to respond to that? I needed an expert because the wrong thing might send her into a fit. And that would be bad.

The problem was that no one I knew around my age dated. Kaachan had no experience nor would he be willing to help me, unless I gave him my limited edition All Might Knock out Gloves. No way that was going to happen.

I knew Iida nor Todoroki had ever been on a date. And none of the guys had been on one either. Especially Mineta. "Thank you."

I heard sudden shouting in the background. "Babe, let me call you right back."

I prayed that worked when she hung up. I probably needed to get a female's advice. But who to ask? Uraraka? No, she gets all weird when Hatsume comes around. And she was even worse with Melissa during I-island.

Toru and Ashido were out of the question because they are gossip queens. I can understand Ashido because she's pink and super cute, getting a bunch of attention. But Toru was invisible! Maybe she used her quirk to get information and secrets to gain more popularity? I guess that was good training for stealth, a skill her quirk was tailor made for.

Yaoyorozu might not be shy and eternally anxious like me, but I was sure she would be just as clueless in this situation as me. Call it a gut feeling.

Something about Asui being Uraraka's best friend made me hesitant to ask her. Hatsume definitely knew nothing about relationships or anything social. The only reasonable choice seemed to be Jiro, but I didn't know her that well. But desperate times called for desperate measures!

My phone rang once again, I saw it was Toga again. I picked up.

"Sorry babe! I was busy dodging Bad Touch Man hissy fit attacks when I checked on that noise."

I chuckled. I guess being not in her vicinity allowed me be relaxed enough. Plus the image of the blue haired villain throwing a tantrum like Kaachan used to when we were like four got a few more chuckles out of me.

"Why is he so mad?" I asked.

"Dabi burnt his video game console. He was using the thing for target practice," she answered.

Dabi was the guy with the blue fire. He had a small criminal compared to the other league members, but still bigger than Toga's.

"Why would he do that?" I asked, "Isn't Shigiraki the boss?"

Oh no! I sounded like I was fishing for information. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to ask that, it just sort of came out."

I heard her laugh, which did not make me feel better. "I know babe, but that's a safe question."

I let out a breath of relief. I heard another fit of giggles. Did she hear that?

"When are you free again?" she asked me.

"The weekends," was my answer, "I normally can't leave campus during the week."

That was a lie. We could leave during the week, but we couldn't go for or be out for more than two hours at a time. Not that she needed to know that.

"Cool! I've got a place for us to go on Saturday. I'll send you the address and time tomorrow," She said, "And no shop talk!"

There goes that plan. "Okay."

"Goodnight babe!" she said.

"Goodnight Toga," I replied. I was not going to add any type of affection to her name. I heard her hung up. I groaned. I was such an idiot.


(Next Day)

I was at the end of my classes for today. Everyone was getting ready packing up their stuff to leave. I had already packed because I was in a rush. I had to get to Jiro before her friends formed a protective barrier around her.

I ran over to her, maybe pushing Kaminari out of the way. "Jiro-San, I need your help."

She was wide eyed after I said that, probably because I ran over to her and blocked the way out of her seat. "What for?"

"It's something I can only discuss in private," I answered, pulling a piece of paper out of my pocket, "Can you meet me here at 630 tonight?"

She took the paper out of my hand, before crumbling it. "Uh, sure dude."

I bowed. "Thank you so much!"

The hairs on the back of my neck rose as I felt the stares of everyone. I promptly ran out of the class as my anxiety rose.

As I got in the hallways, I heard the one voice I didn't want to hear. "Deku-kun!"

I stopped to see her running to catch up. "I've forgotten how fast you are even without your quirk."

When she got within arm's reach, she had that strange closed eye expression on her face. "What's going on between you and Jiro?"

That threatened feeling came back. "I j-just need s-some advice. That's all, I s-swear!"

She just kept on just standing there…menacingly! "Advice on what?"

I gulped. "Some stuff."

"What stuff?"

I started to sweat nervously. "S-some private stuff that I can't just ask anybody about!"

"Why didn't you ask me?"

Is this an interrogation? "I just can't!"

My fight or flight instincts activated when she took a step forward. I stepped backward. Flight it was.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Iida and Todoroki heading my way. Thank the gods! Someone to save me! "Hey there Iida! Hey Todoroki!"

"No yelling in the halls!" Iida shouted as he speed walked to us, while Todoroki walked at a cool pace.

When Uraraka head snapped back to look at them, I split with the aid of One for All. Misuse of the quirk? Maybe. Do I feel safer? Yes.

Uraraka was acting extra weird today. And scary. I was headed to the once place she despised. The only pace that was truly safe.

A few minutes later, I stood in front of the doors of the Support course workshop. I slowly opened the door incase of an impending explosion. For once, nothing flew towards me. Maybe it had to do with Hatsume being scolded by Power Loader.

"Midoriya! Save me!" she yelled when she noticed me, "I need an assistant or this meanie won't let me make more babies."

"I'll help." Uraraka has a tendency for every malfunction to hit her somehow. It's like Hatsume's babies hate my first U.A. friend or Hatsume programmed her babies to do that. But that's just crazy thinking, Uraraka was just really unlucky in the workshop. I get a face full of boobs almost every time and she gets electrocuted. Both were mini heart attacks in their own rights.

Power Loader sighed. "Hatsume, you are lucky I know he can control you, somehow. The workshop closes in two hours."

I didn't get a chance to respond as Hatsume pulled me to her corner of clutter. It was filled with numerous gadgets, some failures or work in progress. "Midoriya, I got this great idea for a hover jetpack that uses my hover shoes as a base design."

"Shouldn't be too hard," I said when we got to a stop, "Don't you just need to adjust the level of power consumption so it can lift itself and user?"

She nodded. "Yes! I forgot you are kind of Support course material. If you weren't so focused on silly heroics and those nice muscles of yours, you could be in here!"

My brain malfunctioned, but somehow still listened to next set of words. "I also need to get another inspection, should only take a minute or two!"

I felt her calloused hands slip under my shirt, rubbing up and down my abs. It felt good, but the inappropriate type of good. "They've gotten about 1.5% more defined since last time I measured them. Got make some adjustments to your next batch of hero uniforms."

My brain finally decided to start working when her hands left my body. "Next batch?"

"With your track record of messing up your hero uniform l, someone had to keep recreating it," she explained, "At first, it was some second-year student who got in trouble for stealing a classmate's blueprint. I took over the mantle after that silly festival."

"The sports festival?"

"Yeah, that."

"But why?" I asked.

"You caught a lot of attention, whether it be bad or good. Any publicity is good publicity, or something like that," she answered for me, "So from then on, I did all the repairs and alterations. I even slapped my logo on it."

I don't ever remember seeing it. "Where is it?"

She grabbed my right butt cheek, squeezing it hard. I jumped in surprise. "Right here. Your buttocks are pretty firm."

I smacked her hand away when she squeezed again. "Hatsume, you can't do that! I never agreed to that!"

Hatsume pulled out a pile of paper from the junk corner and threw it at me. "Page 5, Line 12. I, Izuku Midoriya, hereby grant Mei Hatsume to put her logo and designs on all my equipment as a form of payment for all costume designs, modifications and repair."

"I didn't read all of this!" She shrugged indifferently.

"Stop crying over spilled milk and help me finish this!" She ordered, "Maybe we can have some free time for me get the curvature of your rear so I can make your costume more fitted."

"As long as you don't touch it again," I said, accepting my fate.

"There will be a lot of butt touching!"


(1-A Dorms)

I was on the rooftop, anxiously checking the time on my phone over and over again. Two more minutes! I was so not ready for this. She'll probably laugh at me!

"I will if you keep mumbling to yourself like that," I let out what Kirishima would call an unmanly scream. That caused her to laugh.

"Dude, you were really deep into that mumble storm," Jiro said after she calmed down.

"It's not funny." I knew my face was bright red right now.

"Whatever dude. Why did you want to meet up here? She asked, arms crossed. There was a speck of suspicion in her eyes.

"I need help with talking or texting to a girl! I've never done this before!" I blurted out.

She raised an eyebrow. "You're telling me you and Uraraka just started texting one another?"

"Huh? We don't even have each other's number.

Jiro's eyes widened. "But aren't you two at least friends?"

"Yes, but what does that have to do with anything?" she facepalmed, annoying me a bit, "Never mind, because Uraraka has nothing to do with my current situation."

"So, uh, what do you need again?"

"Just basic guideline on how to talk and text to a girl. The right responses and stuff," I told her.

I heard her sigh. "Midoriya, not girl is the same. Just be yourself and truthful. We don't need another wannabe player like Kaminari."

"My advice is just get to know her," she advised me, "I don't know you that well Midoriya, but I know you enough to know you didn't make the first move. The girl must really interested in you if she was bold enough to make the first move."

Jiro's words had to have some truth. I mean, Toga was freaking stalking me and knew all my nerdy mannerisms. She already knew how I acted, so no need to be different. If I did, she would get suspicious and that would lead to bad things.

I bowed, once again. "Thank you again, Jiro! You've been a big help!"

"Quit with all the bowing, dude. It wasn't a problem," she said, "But I do have one question, if you don't mind."

"Sure?" Why did I get suddenly nervous?

"Who is she?" My breath hitched.

"I c-can't tell you!" I answered, sweat beading down my forehead as she stared me down. But I stood my ground.

She shook her head after a minute. "Figures. Best of luck to you, Midoriya."

I was then left on the roof by myself. "I'm going to need all the luck, I can get."


(League of Villains)

It was another boring day with the gang. Tomura had gone out to do some business, with Kurogiri in tow. More like babysitting Tomura. I saw a portal open, a smiling boss man coming out. Guess business was good.

Kuri, as I liked to call him, went back to his bar. He pulled out a hand cloth and started to clean his drink glasses. Time to give him something to actually clean for once. "Kuri, make me a milkshake!"

"I am a bartender, not a cashier at McDonald's." Was he offended?

"But I'm too young to drink," he hated whining. He got enough of that from boss man. I smiled victoriously as I watched him grab a glass. A minute later, a pink milkshake with whipped cream was on the counter. It even had a cherry on top!

I drank it slowly to savor the creamy strawberry flavor. Kuri really made some good drinks. Alcoholic or not. "Thanks, Kuri."

"At least you have some form of manners," he muttered going back to his glass cleaning routine.

My phone started to ring. I saw it was my Izu-kun! I would have loved to answer, but too many coworkers were nearby. I choose the option to refuse the call and send the message to text me instead.

MYLOVE: Hey.

ME!: Hey babe.

ME!: How was school?

ME!: I hadn't texted you today bc I was waiting in you to get of class.

ME!: I know those hero classes can be long!

I needed to slow down! I haven't given him the chance to respond yet. I know he gets flustered easily.

MYLOVE: It wasn't too bad today

ME!: Anything interesting happen today?

MYLOVE: No. It's been pretty standard.

ME!: I miss you.

The icon telling me he was typing disappeared. Then it came back. And left again. Came back. Went away.

MYLOVE: You'll get to see me soon.

ME!: Yeah. This Saturday!

ME!: I already have everything planned out.

ME!: I got the place we're going to eat, do a little shopping, and a surprise!

MYLOVE: Oh. That sounds fun.

MYLOVE: I'm about to start on my homework.

ME!: Work smart, not hard! XOXO

MYLOVE: Thank you.

Aw! He was still so polite and nervous. I'm going to change some of that real soon. The surprise should do that!

Now filled with near unlimited excitement, I drank the rest of my milkshake greedily. I saw Kuri staring at me. "Yes?"

"You seem very happy."

"I was just texting my new boyfriend and we are going on a date Saturday!"

He kept cleaning. "I'll shall be available if you need an escape route!"

I ate the cherry. "Don't bother. This one is special."

I jumped from my stool and headed back to my room. Magnetic was still in there. "Hey Big Sis, want to help me rob some clothing stores? I've got to knock my date off his feet!"

She smiled at me, picking up her magnet. "Sounds like a girl's night out!"


AN: Thank you all for liking this story. I hope this new chapter pleases you.