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Mina got back to her apartment and took off her costume, deciding to lay about in her underwear. She could get dressed, but she didn't feel like doing much now except laying down, possibly getting a shower in a bit. She stared at the ceiling, surrounded by reminders of a man she would never see again. Two months had passed and it still felt surreal. She half expected him to walk out and greet her. She sighed and thought back. Her black and yellow eyes fluttered shut as she flung herself back to the day of the funeral.

Heroes were held in high regard. Even when that trust wavered with the plotting of the league of villains and its sensei, All-for-One. However, the heroes still did their best, and fought for a just and fair society. As inheritor of All Might's quirk, Izuku Midoriya had filled the role of "Symbol of peace" the best he could, becoming, in some ways, better than his idol and mentor.

He had even helped spearhead some changes in society, putting public service and selflessness at the forefront and showing those without quirks that eve they could step up and make a difference. Izuku wanted to be a hero like All Might since childhood and aimed to be the best he could, not just for himself, but for Japan. No. For the world.

Mina remembered the funeral clearly. All their classmates had reunited to honor their fallen friend. The staff of Yuuei had showed as well. Mina stood next to Inko Midoriya, consoling the poor woman whose son had died in the line of duty. He was laid to rest in a grave next to All Might's. Both had large stone monuments of the two heroes. It was beautifully tragic seeing Izuku's likeness, brave and triumphant, next to that of the man he had idolized and looked up to. The man who trained him and passed down his quirk to him. It was so fitting.

They stood side by side, equals in death. Two men, born quirkless, now recognized as true heroes. Everyone paid their respects and mourned, with Iida, Bakugou, Todoroki, Mirio, Kirishima, and Ochako carrying the casket (she insisted on being among them. He was a dear friend of her and she would be there at the end, just as she was at the beginning of their Yuuei days, even if it hurt her.).

Mina had so much she could have said, so much insight she could have offered in a eulogy. So much energy she could have brought to proceedings. However, even the normally spunky pink woman was too stunned and mournful to even speak. He died in her arms. She had trained alongside him to be a hero, just like everyone else, especially Izuku. And now she was the 10th holder of this power. And yet, what did any of that matter if she couldn't have saved him. She had tried consoling Inko, but could barely hold her self together. The older woman appreciated the effort regardless and the two held each other close before Mina went off to sit on her own for a while.

She really wanted to let all her friends know how much she appreciated them being there, and how it was great how Izuku had touched all their lives. She wanted to be strong. She just went through the motions. Everything just melted away, as if she had lost control of her quirk. It all felt so strange. At one point, Mina could have sworn she had seen Izuku smiling at her from near a distant tree, walking deeper into the shade, where he met eight other figures she could barely make out.

One kind of resembled All Might, while another looked like a woman. After a moment, they seemed to shift and melt into one form. Mina had to squint, as it almost seemed familiar. She came to when she felt a hand on her shoulder. It was Tooru.

"You ok, Mina-chan?" the invisible woman asked softly, taking her grieving friend's other hand in hers. If she had been visible, Mina would have been able to see the concern and sorrow in her face. Mina could still sense it though, through her voice and her touch. Mina shook her head to shake off the previous vision. She almost felt like wandering off right now.

Just being alone, not that she didn't appreciate everyone. Not that she wasn't grateful to be surrounded by friends and loved ones who missed Izuku dearly. She just wanted to run away, straight towards that shade tree and chase her Fiancée's ghost. It would serve no purpose. It wasn't what she needed. It wasn't what Izuku would have wanted. Damn if it wasn't what she wanted right now. No. What she wanted was for all of this to be a dream.

Mina woke up, her body covered in a cold sweat as she checked the time. The memories had been so vivid. Her dream had played out almost exactly how it had happened in real life, save for the vision. She merely had an odd sensation that day, when staring at Izuku's memorial. She had been out for two hours and it was now Midnight. She groaned and pulled herself up, she decided she should get up and get a shower before heading back to bed. A nice shower might help wash the day's sweat and grime off.

She walked to the bathroom, stared into the mirror. She looked exhausted.

"Raccoon eyes has Raccoon eyes" she growled in a half-hearted attempt to imitate Bakugou. She hadn't talked to him since the funeral, and even then, he barely said anything. He had been surprisingly quiet that day. She had expected him to shout and curse a lot more, but he merely had a pissed off look on his face, before helping to lower Izuku's coffin, lighting up a cigarette, and saying "Fuck it. I'm out of here, extras.". Something about the dark circles under her eyes reminded her of that, and a good chuckle would help her perk up, she thought. She pulled both eyelids down with her fingers and examined a bruise she had on her left cheek from where she was hit by one of the villains she took out in that hostage situation. It was a lucky shot, but she had worse. Same thing with the cut right below it.

"Remember to smile." She sighed. Advice from Izuku, passed on by All Might, and apparently his mentor beforehand. The 7th holder of this quirk. Mina prepared to strip and get into the shower when she was startled to attention by a loud, violent knocking. So much for a relaxing wind down. Of course.

"Who the hell?" she pondered when the knocking registered. It seemed like her shower would have to wait, as would proper sleep. She decided she would put on a knight gown to make herself more presentable (so certainly not one of the ones she bought with Izuku in mind back before…" Stop it, Mina. Get a hold of yourself." The knocking became louder, know mixed in with kicks and straight up punching of the door. She swore she heard the wood start to splinter.

She took a deep breath before shouting. "I HEARD YOU THE FIRST TIME, DUDE! JEEZE!" she opened the door. She would have been shocked if the impatient, violent assault on her poor door hadn't spoiled it. The light burns marks and nitroglycerine smell certainly didn't help. Still, she found herself questioning anyway.

"Bakugou? "

"Get fucking dressed, Raccoon eyes. We're headed to the gym." He glared, red eyes burning like a freshly lit fuse. "Bring your costume."