Well GreaterGrell you needed more and so did I! So I kept writing and stayed up until I could complete another chapter. Things are finally starting to come together. A little bit of OOC behavior, but its unavoidable I suppose. Anyone else feeling this ship? Asola was not originally going to catch any feels but while poking around I got sad that Shigaraki doesn't get enough love. Probably another chapter tomorrow! Enjoy.

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Abject horror. Yes, this situation had to be the precise definition of the phrase. Asola straightened herself and looked around at the damage she had caused with a look of terror and sorrow on her face. This is worse than if it had just activated. She thought as she mustered the courage to look her boss in the eye. As she expected those kind eyes were sorrowful. Shit, this would be easier if he was an asshole, but he was so kind to her. Time to find another job I guess. It would be hell trying to find one, but she had to go now. Some of these witnesses were clients of his and she knew that her presence would definitely mess things up for him now. And that wasn't including the fact that she'd wrecked his sons party and a huge portion of their front yard. She should have just left immediately. Why did she stay? Where was she going to work now? There weren't many options left for her that paid enough to make a decent living. And she couldn't rick college or a hero academy with a quirk like hers. If only she'd gotten a bit more in savings this time. How was she going to make a living? She didn't even really have any friends or family to lean on.

A full possession. That was the worse case scenario for her quirk, it only happened if she became knocked unconscious or was in horrifying pain as far as she knew, and though she wasn't sure what it looked like she could remember the reactions of everyone who'd ever seen it. Horror. As she held back tears, Asola did her best to apologize to everyone before bolting off after the child she'd hurt. Right before she ran away Asola stole another glance at the house she'd been looking at the entire afternoon. Ba-dump. She could see the face of the gray haired man poking out a bit from the shrubbery in his backyard. He saw her. She ran.

It would have been hard to track the kid if he hadn't left a trail of blood scattered along the neighbors yard back through the adjoining houses yards to a cross street she didn't recognize. Where'd he go? She had to find the kid an apologize. Maybe call an ambulance, there was a lot of blood on the ground. Should have just gone home. She continued to berate herself until she passed a small alleyway and saw the small green haired kid leaned against the wall holding his arm and panting.

"Uh- D-Deku?" That was his name, right? She thought she'd heard Katsuki call him that earlier before his breakdown. Poor kid. Being quirkless was arguably worse than what she was going through. She couldn't imagine the discrimination.

"That's not my name." His words had a lot of bite and she wasn't sure how to respond.

"I'm sorry. I - I didn't mean to hurt you. I-I-If I get knocked unconscious it just happens. Like defense protocol or something." The kids hard expression faded a bit and he looked over at her with a spark of curiosity.

"So that's more like a special move? What's your actual quirk like?" She blushed in embarrassment.

"Uh.. Can I bandage your arm? It's the least I can do, and I have stuff here in my backpack." She moved to unzip her bag and move toward the boy with the gauze in her hand. He just continued to stare at her as if letting her know that would not be the end of this conversation.

"Okay." He held his arm out and the girl made quick work of cleaning and wrapping it.

"I don't think you'll need stitches, but I'll give you my card and if you do I'll happily pay. This is my fault."

"It's not." He interrupted, "I started that fight. I let him get to me again."

She narrowed her eyes at him curiously, "He always like that to you?"

"He's pure evil." He stated as plainly as fact and then immediately perked up a bit while pulling a notebook and pen out of his jacket and looking at her with those dead scary eyes, "So about your quirk."

"What's with the notebook?" She chuckled and moved closer to him to peek. It was mostly illegible but she got the gist. It was probably filled to the brim with notes on quirks. Such a strange obsession for a quirkless kid. Or the only one, she mused.

"I like to study as much as I can about quirks. I have tons of these notebooks on all the pro-heroes, villains I've heard of, all the students at UA who participated in the sports festival, most of the people who do those quirk blogs online. I need to learn as much as I can about as many as I can to develop strategies to-" He cut himself off and looked at her. She got the feeling it had been a long time since he was comfortable enough to talk to someone like this. He cocked a sly little smile and held out his arm, "Isn't it the least you could do?"

This kid is good. Asola laughed internally and supposed she had been bested by this kid. But they were standing in an alley atop a puddle of blood and she was covered in cake and food while he looked lightly toasted and all his clothes were torn to shreds.

"Alright, deal. I'll give up the goods and give you a full rundown of what I know my quirk can do." She smiled a bit. I must be lonely to want to hang out with this kid. "But, both look very beaten down and creepy in this alley and I'm not trying to deal with the police today. Are you on break from school?"

"Yeah." The kid replied

"Okay, how about I give you my address and we both go home and get cleaned up. Then I'll have you over for tea and a proper demonstration? I'd prefer not too many people see me with my quirk activated. Especially now that I need to find a new job." She didn't mean to let that slip. Oh well, apparently her and the quirkless kid were going to hang out. And to be honest she didn't hate the idea. He had some interesting ideals and she wanted to hear more.

Izuku was about to agree to this girls terms. Everything she said was logical and made sense until he thought of walking into his house in this condition. He had worried his mother enough for the day. Best to leave her to think he was off having a good time with his 'friend.' "No," Izuku stated plainly, "I don't want to go home right now." Her face was priceless. She looked at him for a moment and then broke into a small chuckle. What was that? Understanding. Almost like she knew exactly where he was coming from. He remembered, "New job?"

"Well, either way we need to get out of this alley." Her eyes shifted around nervously, dismissing his asking about her job. Probably slipped. She stood staring at him for a moment lost in thought before she seemed to droop her shoulders in resignation and speak. "I live a block that way, you can come to my house. I guess I owe you." She smiled and it was warm. He wasn't used to this sort of treatment outside of his mother and a few people who likely had to be kind. Was he really going to go to a girls apartment? Why did she look so nervous? He wondered if she also felt like they were being watched.

"Okay." He straightened and took a step closer to her, deciding to let the matter with her job go. It wasn't his business anyway.

Kurogiri and Tomura listened to the exchange between the two new targets from behind one of the houses lining the alleyway. The kid keeps notebooks on quirks and strategies….to what end? Tomura thought to himself as he watched. It was clear that the boy could be very useful from an information standpoint. In this case he was doing all the work for them, finding out more about that girls quirk. He hadn't decided how or if they should approach the two, and Kurogiri had suggested they go talk to Sensei about it. I can't rely on him for everything. I have to prove I'm worthy to succeed him. Does one simply walk up and ask if they are okay? Apparently.

"Hey!" Tomura said while rounding the corner to address the two targets. Kurogiri stood frozen in shock that the boy had just walked over there and begun speaking. It was quite out of character for him. He decided to hang back as his looks attract a lot of attention. He was here should he be needed and he would provide nothing but support for his leader.

"I saw what happened back there, just wanted to be sure you two were okay?" His leader almost sounded like a normal guy. Though his voice was still a bit strained, he seemed to be able to push enough force into it that he sounded more like he had a bit of a sore throat than the way it normally sounded. Kurogiri couldn't see anything from behind the house, but continued to listen in case anything went wrong. What was Shigaraki thinking right now?

"I'm fine" Quirkless said

"W-W-We're okay, thank you sir." Kurogiri could actually hear the woman bow when she spoke. Her voice was much shakier than before, it was possible Shigaraki made her nervous. He braced himself preparing for the worst.

Ba-Dump. The gray haired man was looking right at her. Though as he was closer to her she could now see that it wasn't just gray, but that it had hints of blue through it like an ombre. His eyes were pale with bits of red and he had a deliberate gaze. His face looked so tired tired. Why was he here? She looked at the kid, he didn't seem at all interested in carrying on these pleasantries so the burden fell on her. Racking her mind to remember how to be a normal person she instinctively stepped forward and smiled, holding out her hand.

"Hi! I'm Asola Seikeiko, thank you again for checking on us." His eyes shot to the ground where the pool of blood was still quite visible. She looked down sad about to pull her hand back. Of course he wouldn't want to touch her, he'd just seen her do that.

The man grabbed her hand gently before she could pull it away and gave the back of her hand a light peck, "It's a pleasure. I'm Tomura Shigaraki." He released her hand and looked at the kid.

"Midoriya." The boy didn't even look up from his notebook and just continued to write whatever he was writing in it.

Kurogiri was not the type to burst into laughter. But if he had, this would be one of those times. Was Tomura Shigaraki actually trying to charm this girl? This was so far out of character that he wasn't sure that he wouldn't start laughing hysterically at any minute. This simply wasn't a thing that happened. He had seen his leader take many approaches to problem solving, but this was a new one. He wished he could poke his head around the corner and see it for himself, but alas he would stand out far too much. What was Shigarakis' plan here? He couldn't imagine what the end game could be.

"You did a good job bandaging him up. Are you sure you don't need to go to the hospital?" Tomua asked still playing his concerned citizen character.

"I'm fine." Midoriya repeated, seemingly irritated.

The girl -Asola- shifted her eyes to the kid for a moment as if she was about to scold him before realizing he was a stranger and looked back it him. Was she blushing? He must be imagining it. There was one goal here, he needed to find out more about that quirk so that he could tell Sensei about it. What happened after that would be out of his hands. She wouldn't keep eye contact with him and kept messing with her hair. He assumed she must be feeling anxious knowing he'd seen her quirk. The looks those people gave her must be burned into her memory. The ones who had looked at him that way were, and that was many years ago. Did he feel bad for her? Curious.

"...a-a-and it doesn't look like he needs stitches so, it should be fine." Her yellow eyes met his and she looked away quickly. Women were strange. Tomura took a deep breath, this act alreading wearing on his nerves.

"Well I'm glad you're both okay." He gave his best attempt at a warm smile to the girl and then looked at Midoriya once more to focus on the intense note taking. The boy had a one track mind, he'd love to see those notes.

"Thank you, Shigaraki" Asola smiled at the man standing in front of her. He is so kind. Midoriya was writing furiously in his notebook and from where she was standing it looked like it was about her. She was almost completely taken in by watching the kids focus when Shigaraki spoke again.

"I'm sorry if I'm overstepping, but I overheard that you may need a new job?"