Chapter 11

Rin encountered her first one of her first challenges in Japan when she had to take the train. Izuku was helpful enough to explain the train car to her. He did over explain but she wasn't about to burst his bubble. She felt like he forgets that even though she is foreign she can still read everything around her. Just because she could read it didn't mean she understood the cultural social cues though.

For instance, she could read everything at the train station and she understood every conversation around her. What she didn't understand was the seats were all mostly priority and it was rude to take a seat if you didn't need it. It was also for the most part rude to talk on the train.

He had also went a little over the top at the convenience store too. Again. She could read all the labels and ingredients. What she didn't understand was the currency though. He had to help her out with that. Izuku had also explained that eating while walking although wasn't extremely rude it wasn't 100% socially acceptable.

She had also appreciated when she asked about why there weren't any trash cans and he explained about a terrorist villain attack a long time ago. Apparently they used the trash cans to release a gas into the air. Ever since then they have limited the trash cans. A positive side effect was that the city had less litter now.

What she didn't care for was when he started to point out the street names and the signs that told you which way to go to get to different train stations or bus stops. The frustration she was having with her new friend did come to an end when they made it to the apartment building.

He even escorted her to her door. When he saw the nameplate for her neighbor he was sure to point it out.

"Your neighbor is Bakugou!"

"Do you know him?" Rin glanced at her neighbors door.

Izuku fidgeted a bit. "Uhh. Yeah." She noticed the hesitation. With pressing eyes she swished her hands for him to continue.

"I thought that since we were starting over I shouldn't bring it up. But Bakugou was my friend that I was bidding against that night in America."

The fact that he took starting over so seriously put a smile on her face. "If he took the bidding so seriously then maybe I should pay him a visit one day." She winked at him.

Midoriya couldn't place the feeling but what she was hinting at didn't make him comfortable.

"Are you fine being intimate with just any guy?" He found the words leave his mouth. "Wait. Wait. Maybe I said that wrong. I just mean that with your past history how do you do that?"

Hearing his words Rin wanted to be angry. She wanted to so mad. Especially after how much he had already irritated her on the way back.

Izuku saw her hands fist and release. She took a deep breath. Finally she looked into his eyes. "I don't really want to have to say this but I think it needs to be said bluntly. I like being intimate. When I worked at the club I never did anything I didn't want to do. I like the flattery and confidence that it gives me. It makes me feel good."

She could see that he didn't really like or understand where she was coming from.

"What's something to like to do as a hobby?"

"Umm, I like to analyze quirks."

'Noted.'

"Okay, how do you feel when you find a new quirk? When you see or experience it for the first time?"

Izuku saw where she was going with this and he didn't want her to have her way.

"It depends on if it's a villains quirk or not. Because otherwise I don't feel so good analysing the negative potential."

Rin blinked a few times. "Really. Really Izuku?"

He nodded his head and felt like he'd just gotten a brownie point.

"Have you even had sex before?"

And she had just stolen his brownie.

His face got red. "Yes. I have."

"Did you enjoy yourself?"

"Yeees." 'Where was she going with this?'

"Wouldn't it be nice to just have that every now and then when you feel like it. No connections."

Midoriya never really thought of it. But he knew that he wanted to be in a relationship with someone he got physical like that with.

"I feel like you should be in a relationship with someone to be that type of personal." It was so sweet and just what she had expected of him.

"Let's agree to have our differences. You will make a very good boyfriend Izuku."

Sighing because he knew he wasn't going to win this. "Okay. Have a good night. And don't sleep with Bakugou." He pointed to the nameplate. "He's my friend and I'm unsure with how I feel about it."

Before stepping into her apartment she called after him, "Okay, I won't violate the friend code."

Being in her apartment was strange. It was small and barely had anything to it.

Her living room was basically her bedroom. She didn't like having a bedroom. She felt no need for it. He often would fall asleep in the living room and didn't understand the point to a bedroom.

That being said her dresser was also the living room tv stand and her bed was the 'couch'. She did have one arm chair that she would snuggle in sometimes and pretend that her cat would jump up there with her.

Her favorite part of the apartment was the balcony though. Apparently her neighbor, Bakugou, sat out there often because his had a chair and a table. Nothing fancy though. The balconies were close enough that if she wanted to she could have hopped over to his.

Of course she'd never do that without permission.

She felt her stomach ache for food and thought that was the perfect opportunity to explore. First she was due for a change in clothing though.

Simple black shirt and jeans. Not that her outfit mattered though because the hoodie was large and cover a big chunk of her body.

She emptied her backpack of its trash. Since Japan appeared to not have trash cans she put it all in her bag.

An overly large glove fell out of her bag. When Ground Zero was first walking away from her to leave she had picked it up.

She thought to keep it as a souvenir of her first villain attack so she took his abandoned glove. Of course the glove was now a reminder of the hand that had pleasured her the other night.

He slipped the glove on and it went up to her armpit. It was baggy and she could smell nitroglycerin on them.

Jokingly Rin held her hand out and "Pew. Pew." She giggled at her antics.

Now time for food. She shoved the glove back into her bag. In hopes of running into him again. She was very aware of Ground Zero being on patrol. She couldn't help but tune in on that when Izuku asked.

Headphones in with music blasting in her ears she heading out of the building to find food and explore a bit.

His patrol shift ends in about an hour. He was chilling on the roof of a building scanning the area. He knew these streets better now that he lived close by.

He greatly disliked doing patrol duty but he had to accept the mundane that came with being a hero. It was shitty but apparently it came with its rewards. Thinking back to the quickie he had last night he was pleased but was left wanting more. Feeling like a hit it and quit it wasn't really his thing. Being the a hero celebrity shouldn't he had been the one pleasing her and leaving.

Speak of the devil and it shall appear.

Looking down the street toward his apartment building he saw the linguistic woman walking nonchalantly on the sideway. Zooming his vision on her he could see that she was listening to music. Bumped into not just one person but 2 as she walked and stopped and then more walking and stopping.

Looking further into her actions he noticed that she would stop every time she saw a restaurant. The woman didn't seem to have any caution as she took out her wallet and started to count her money for everyone to see.

Groaning at her ignorant actions he knew he had to stop her.

It was the hero thing to do. He was protecting her from her own damn stupidity.

Sliding down the drain pipe of the building and jogging down the road has saw her standing at the edge of the small side street.

He felt like the predator and she was his prey. The hunt was intoxicating as he neared closer to her. And then she was gone.

"Dammit! Mother fucker." He pulled at his hair. What was he even doing stalking some extra?