Himiko found herself unable to sleep that night. It was exciting! She had spent the last week with a growing longing to have a family like Izuku and Inko, and tomorrow she will be heading home with them. Sure they weren't her actual mother and brother, but she knew that it wouldn't make a difference for them.

Inko arrived early in the morning, apologizing because the only outfits she had available for Himiko were the uniforms for her new school, and the two began the discharge process. The process ended up taking longer than either of them expected, with all of the additional instructions. Himiko was worried it was going to be too much for the Midoriyas, but Inko assured her that she knew all of this beforehand.

After what felt like forever they were finally able to leave, Himiko followed Inko as she led the way back to their apartment. Eventually they made it there, and Inko opened the door. "Welcome home, Himiko."

Himiko smiled at that and stepped in to remove her shoes, before letting Inko guide her further into the apartment. "If you're tired, you can just take a nap now. Izu won't be home for a few more hours, and then we can go shopping to get some things for you."

"That sounds good." Himiko admitted, "I couldn't really sleep at the hospital last night." Inko showed her to her new room. It was a little small, and other than a bed with simple black sheets and a desk it was bare. But as Himiko lay down, the room felt more comfortable than the one she spent years in, back at her old home. As she lay down, she found herself easily drifting to sleep.

When Himiko woke up, she quietly left her room and saw Izuku sitting in the living room working on his homework. "Oh, hi Himiko! Are you getting settled in ok?"

"Yeah, I think so."

"Mom said we can go to the department store whenever you're ready."

Himiko nodded, excited to go out and pick up some new things for herself.

Izuku could see the frustration radiating off of Himiko as they were walking through the clothing section of the store. At first she was running around looking at all of the options available to her, but after finding an oversized cardigan that she described as 'super comfy,' her excitement gave way to a sense of being overwhelmed, which led to frustration.

"Ugh, there's just too much to choose from. It was so much easier when I was just handed clothes and told to wear them." Himiko grumbled.

Izuku nodded sympathetically, his eyes scanning the racks as he tried to analyze all of the clothes. His style was admittedly simple with a touch of irony, and thanks to Katskui's influence he hasn't had much interaction with girls in his own age group, so he didn't even know where to begin.

Lost in thought he began wandering through the women's clothing section, mumbling under his breath as if this was a puzzle to be solved, until something caught his eye. A selection of dresses, among them one that was a deep crimson color. A smile formed on Izuku's lips. "Perfect."

He ran back to where Himiko was standing, still in the same spot. "Himiko, I think I've got it!"

He led her back to the dress section and showed her the dress that caught his eye, and saw her take it in. "I think I like it?" She said with some uncertainty in her voice.

"Why don't you go try it on?"

"Sure." Himiko found the dress in her size and they all went off to the dressing room, Izuku tracking down his mom while and brought her back to the dressing area.

Himiko came out in the tasteful dress that cut off right above her knees and gave a little twirl. "So, what do you guys think?"

"I think it looks pretty good."

"Oh, red is definitely your color!" One of the nearby employees chimed in. She crossed her arms and looked deep in thought. "It seems to just be missing a little something though, come with me!" She said in excitement and practically dragged a protesting Himiko off.

A few minutes later the employee returned with Himiko holding a couple additional garments in her arms, and sent her back to get changed. When Himiko returned, she was now wearing a pair of black leggings and a small black jacket over the dress. "How about now?"

"It looks wonderful, Himiko." Inko chimed in.

"Yeah, it looks good on you." Izuku added. "Somehow it just fits you, you know?"

Himiko stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself, a smile spreading across her face. "Yeah, I think I'm liking this as well." She thanked the employee and dashed back into the booth to change back into her clothes, and then after dumping the outfit into the basket she grabbed the employees arm. "I have some ideas, can you help me?" It was the employees turn to be surprised, but she agreed and they went off with Himiko.

Izuku and Inko just looked at each other and laughed.

After that first outfit Himiko seemed to gain a new confidence and, now armed with a helpful employee, found several other outfits for herself, sticking mostly with black and reds, with the occasional blue or green accessory mixed in to change things up. Once she was satisfied with her modest wardrobe, the three of them split up. Izuku led her to find essentials and other things for her room while Inko went off to get Himiko a phone.

Picking out things for her room went far better - they started by Izuku leading her to the poster section and letting her look through the available options to pick out a few things that she liked, while he dove into the section of hero posters looking for a poster of Vlad King. They then worked their way through the rest of the store, filling the basket as they went.

Once they were finished they met up with Inko and paid for everything, and began walking home. As they were walking back, bags in hand, Himiko felt that strange warmth again, a feeling that she is quickly associating with Izuku and Inko's presence. If this is what normal is supposed to be, I can get used to this.

"Himiko, you are smiling."

Himiko blinked in surprise at Inko's comments. And she heard her parents' voices in her mind. Your smile is creepy, stop smiling all the time! With practiced ease she reset her face. "Sorry, I didn't mean to."

"Why did you stop?" Izuku asked, confused.

"I was told that my smile is creepy because of my fangs." Himiko admitted.

"There's nothing wrong with your smile! I think it looks good on you." Inko said. "Just because the Togas didn't appreciate it, doesn't mean we won't."

"Really?"

Both of them gave her smiles and nodded affirmatively to Himiko. With their encouragement she felt herself drop her neutral mask and let herself smile as they returned to the apartment.

Inko set about making dinner while Izuku and Himiko went to her room to begin unpacking things. They added the mattress pad to her bed and replaced the sheets, then they began unpacking the few decorations that were purchased. Under Himiko's direction Izuku was placing things around the room, while she unpacked her clothes and put everything away. When they were done Himiko sat on her bed and looked around the room. It wasn't much - a couple posters, her two stuffed animals on the nightstand, a few scattered trinkets that caught her eye and her school supplies on the desk. But it felt like more than she's ever had before. This is mine. My home now.

They returned to the living room to prepare for dinner, and saw Inko finishing off the meal. "I forgot to ask what your favorite meals are, so I just made a Pork Katsudon. It is Izu's favorite."

"That sounds great to me. Normally I prefer meals with rare meats, or those restaurants where you get to grill the meat yourself. Thinking about it now, it seems obvious why." Himiko admitted.

"I think we can work with that. But we also have the final addition to your meals." Inko walked over to the fridge and pulled out a large container of blood. Himiko looked at the container greedily, but pushed down the urge to drink the whole container. "The doctors said pig's blood should satisfy your daily needs. We are going to have to experiment to find the best way to incorporate it into meals, though."

Himiko watched as Inko scooped out a small amount of blood and added it to a bowl, before pouring in some tonkatsu sauce and mixing it together. "Here, try this."

Himiko grabbed a chopstick and swirled it around in the mix before bringing it to her lips, her eyes going wide as she tasted it. "This is really good!"

Izuku chimed in at her comment. "Mom's cooking really is the best!"

Inko just smiled at her response. "That's good to hear, I was worried that the flavor may be odd. Just let me know if I ever mess up, and something doesn't ever work."

Himiko gently set the bowl down on the counter. "You know, you don't have to go to these lengths for me. I could just drink some blood from a cup instead - that's how they gave it to me in the hospital."

"But you're not at the hospital, you're with your family now."

Family. That word hit Himiko hard. Sure they were just her foster family, but they were still her family now. And they were trying to make sure that she was happy. That her quirk and everything associated with it was normal.

She sat down at the table, the tears flowing freely as she realized that these small acts are precisely what she was looking for. It didn't take long for her to be wrapped in a warm hug. "T-thank you."

Himiko hung her head and sighed as she was getting her bag ready for the final period. The rest of her classmates had a free period at the end of the day, but for her that was her remedial studies period. She just wished it wasn't so easy for her to slip back into trained habits. You knew this was going to be hard. There's always tomorrow.

As she entered the classroom she sighed with relief as she didn't recognize most of the students, but then near the front of the room she spotted the tall, thin girl with long blue hair from her homeroom. It took Himiko a moment to remember that her name was Atsuko Hotoko. Oh great, now she knows I'm in this class. As she stood there Atsuko spotted her, smiled and gave a small wave. She waved back as she walked to her seat and sat down.

Once class started she found herself biting the inside of her lip and trying to keep her head down in class and go over the lesson, but every so often she saw Atsuko glancing at her.

After the bell rang and class was dismissed, Himiko was hoping to quickly pack her bag and leave, but Atsuko was faster. Himiko froze up when she heard Atsuko's voice from behind her. "Toga, you came in by train right? Would you mind if I walked with you to the train station?"

Himiko couldn't hide the surprise on her face. "Sure?"

"Great! I'll see you outside the gate then in a bit?"

"O-ok then." Atsuko left with a smile on her face, and Himiko was left staring at her back in confusion. Unsure of herself, she went to her locker and slowly got ready to leave for the day, taking her time to delay the encounter for a few more minutes.

Eventually she gathered her courage and stepped out to the school gate, seeing Atsuko standing there waiting for her. "Hey Toga."

Himiko grimaced at that. "Please, call me Himiko. I… don't really like being called by my family name."

"Only if you call me Atsuko then." the girl gave her a kind smile.

"O-ok"

They began walking, an awkward silence between them. "Sorry if I ambushed you back there To- Himiko. You just looked sad in class and I know how that feels."

"W-what?" For the second time today Himiko was surprised by the girl. She stopped and stared at her.

"Your face. You seem like you are pretty good at hiding how you feel, but whenever you thought nobody was looking your expression changed." Atsuko turned away from her. "Combined with the sudden transfer partway through the semester - you just reminded me of myself last year."

Himiko swallowed the lump in her throat. "What happened to you?"

Atsuko looked over her shoulder. "I guess it's only fair, since I brought it up. My parents had a messy divorce last year. Lots of yelling, lots of arguments, lots of blame, lots of lawyers. And of course, I thought it was my fault that it was happening." She had a sad look on her face as she recalled the memories. "When the dust settled, my dad packed the two of us up and moved us halfway across the country. He felt terrible about what happened and enrolled me at Dantin - you know our school takes pride in their high school acceptance rate for students who have to go through their remedial program?"

"I didn't know that." Himiko admitted.

"My course work last year was terrible. After everything was done, my dad felt so bad about it. He didn't want what happened to affect my future. So he did everything he could to get me in here, to give me the best chance at entering a good high school."

"Did it work?"

"Ask next year?" Atsuko gave a smile and a laugh. "We're only a few weeks in, and their remedial section is brutal, but I don't feel like I'm behind as much anymore."

Himiko smiled at that. "Some school principal made sure I got into this school, I guess I now know why."

Atsuko looked at her seriously for a moment. "Look, I know you probably don't want to talk about it, I just wanted to let you know, you're not alone. There's plenty of people at school who will understand."

They began walking again, and it wasn't until the station was in sight before Himiko was able to work up the courage to speak up. "If you don't mind me asking, what is your quirk?"

"My quirk? I can make a solid barrier out of air. Why?"

Himiko stopped again and Atsuko saw the conflict on her face, as if she was at war with herself. "My quirk lets me transform into someone by drinking their blood."

Atsuko's eyes went wide with surprise, "Oh"

Himiko's face fell upon hearing that.

"No, sorry! I just thought you might have some cat mutation? Between the vertical irises and the fangs in your mouth, you give off a very feline appearance." An awkward silence descended between them as they stood there. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you."

"You didn't do anything wrong. It's actually my parents fault."

Atsuko's head quickly snapped to look at Himiko, a familiar look in her eyes. They reminded Himiko a lot of Izuku's when he first heard her story, and she drew encouragement from that. "My parents hated my quirk, and forced me to suppress it for years. They were trying to make me someone who I wasn't instead of letting me be, well, me."

Atsuko put a hand on her arm, encouraging her to continue.

"I am not ready to go into everything, but that's why you saw mixed signals today. I am genuinely happy with my new foster family, but it's hard to break 10 years of being told to behave like their ideal little girl."

"So that is why you don't like being called Toga huh?"

"Yeah."

"Well Himiko, if you want to see what a bunch of teenage girls actually like, instead of what some domineering parents think teenage girls should like, you could at least try joining us for lunch instead of sitting by yourself? And usually a few of us get together on weekends as well, if you feel comfortable joining us sometime?"

"Maybe. As long as you're all patient with me." Himiko frowned. "It's all confusing and hard."

"Sure. We may not all understand what you went through, but some may surprise you. Just, give us a chance? Not everyone's gonna be like your asshole parents."

"Thanks. I'm learning that."

They finished the short trip to the train station and headed in.

"Oh crap, my train is about to leave, see you tomorrow Himiko!" The girl called out and ran off, with Himiko giving a small wave and a genuine smile back.

Ok, maybe I didn't screw up today after all.

AN: And we have the second student for the future Class 2:

Atsuko Hotoko - Quirk: Air Wall - Atsuko has the ability to form solid walls out of any gas, approximately as durable as concrete or steel. These barriers have a telltale sign of making the space look odd - as if looking through broken glasses. With practice she will learn to move and rotate these objects as well.

I realize all of these early chapters are very Himiko-focused, but it turns out that there's just a lot to write before Izuku has his fateful encounter with All Might and his story begins in earnest. Later on there will be more variety in perspectives.