Saturday was such a deceptively slow day that Izuku could have sworn that three days had passed. He pulls out his phone to check the time, only to be proven wrong, that was, indeed, still a good one and one half hours before their meeting time. Shrugging a bit, he shifts the packages hanging from his other arm as he nears the stairs to Takoba Beach, making certain that they don't cut off his circulation.
When he gets there, he finds out he wasn't actually the first to arrive. A form is already on the beach, standing at the edge of the waterline, hips and blonde hair swaying back and forth to some unheard tune as they stare out to sea.
He blinks, mind scrambling to figure out who would be here before him. The blonde hair made him think of Toshinori-san, but he immediately throws that out the window when he sees the figure and her clothes. The oversized tan top was absolutely ringing bells. "...oh yeah, she wore those when we first met..." He smiles and raises a hand to greet her.
"Toga-san!"
She whirls around, grinning toothily. "Izuku-kun!" She starts happily approaching him, crunching across the sand.
He blushes brightly from the familiarity, his eyes roaming over her cat-like eyes and fangs as he flashes back to the first time he saw her.
The park is a quiet place, and with the lack of shifting sands, it is the perfect place to practice moving, getting a baseline and seeing where to improve. As of right now, a white rabbit with red-tipped ears runs around and vaults over benches, paws pattering in a simple rhythm that reminds him of a pre-quirk band his mom listens to. He pauses after a bit, rubbing the yellow square over his nose as he thinks. "What was it called again? Something to do with undead..."
As he's doing a lap, a set of hands suddenly grabs him around his middle. The transformed boy suddenly finds himself held in the grip of a huggy school girl. "Daww, what a cute bun bun!"
He flails his little white paws in a panic, shocked at how he didn't even notice her approach. "Scor bun bun!" He cries out, only to realize they're the only ones in the park.
"And you even say it!" She giggles and hugs him to her. "And you're warm!" She jumps in excitement.
While he's being jostled, he continues to squirm, trying to get loose. "Scor bun go, please!" He freezes, realizing he's back to normal and being hugged by a girl. His whole being flushes bright pink.
She blinks, hands patting his chest. "Huh?" She pulls back and holds him at arms' length.
He gives her a shaky wave, his face still warm. "H-hello. Can you please let me go?"
She quickly does so, backing off a step and looking down. "Sorry... I thought you were..."
"No, it's fine. Perfectly understandable." He tries consoling her, setting his phone down on a bench before transforming into Scorbunny again. He quickly taps a message out to explain.
"It's my quirk, Pokemorph!" The device says aloud.
She crouches down to look at him, a toothy smile growing quickly on her face. "So cute and cool!"
He blinks a couple times, noticing her fangs. He reaches out and puts his paws on her cheeks, gazing at the cat-like irises she has. Tilting his head, he pulls away to type, "What's your quirk? Feline-type, perhaps?"
She touches her cheek with a hand, smile wider with a flush on her face. "Not quite." She giggles. "But it's kind of like yours in that it lets me turn into things."
His eyes seem to twinkle as he starts to mumble, all of it only coming out as parts of Scorbunny's name. He assumes his thinking pose, paw mostly covering his mouth before he looks back up at her. He types out, "Can you show me?"
She looks hesitant, her hand gripping her knee. "... most people don't like it. In fact I think I'm the only one that does."
He tilts his head to the side, blinking his wide eyes at her. "Bun bun?" He says, then blushes, remembering that she won't know what he is saying. He starts typing, pausing once he notices his paw turn back into a hand.
"Do you pop in and out of being a cute rabbit often?" She asks, now sitting on her knees in front of him to be more at his rabbit height.
"The transformation has random lengths of time," he confides. "And it isn't my only one. Anyways, why wouldn't others like it?" He asks, trying to get the conversation back on track. "Transforming quirks are cool!"
She smiles once more. "You really think so?"
"Yeah!" He smiles, then rubs the back of his head. "Though I'm probably biased, to be fair..."
The blonde girl laughs. "Nice, and you don't take yourself too seriously. I like that."
"Thanks, it's the-" He stops, then shakes his head. "We're getting a bit off-topic." He pulls out his notebook and smiles at her hopefully as he cracks it open. "So, what is it called?"
She looks thoughtful, watching him with a curious eye. "Well, I don't know if the name is as exciting as yours, I just call it Transform."
He nods, sketching her and writing down the name of her quirk, along with everything he can note from just observing her. He's already filled out one page. "What does it do?" He asks, eager to learn more.
She laughs, seeming to loosen up slightly. "So forward with personal questions... sure!" His energy seems to be getting to her in a good way. "So, it lets me turn into other people."
He tilts his head as he taps his pen tip against the paper. "Only people? Have you tried animals? Why have the fangs and cat eyes? Is it like a nekomata?"
"I haven't tried animals. I've barely been able to try it much at all because of how it works." She grins, showing off her pointy teeth. "The fangs are part of that, but I think it also scares people."
He looks up at her, eyes twinkling with interest. "Speaking of, how does it work? Do you touch them? Picture them in your mind? Mold your own body like clay?"
"Blood." She replies cheerfully.
"Blood," he writes down, then pauses once more. "How much blood? Does this mean your body has changed to better digest it? Is it an important part of your diet, like how some quirks require fruits or wood?" He looks up at her, pen against the page. "What's it like to transform? Do you stay yourself mentally? Do you get their memories? Would you be willing to try the animal test with one of my Pokémon?"
Her eyes sparkle and she leans closer to him. "You wanna know more? You're not scared?"
Izuku blinks a few times. "...in order, yes, and why would I be? It's your quirk, but it's not like you're going to attack me for blood, right?" He shrugs a bit. "Besides, you seem nice. It'd be silly to be scared."
She wiggles in place, giggling. "You're nice, too. Let's see..." She switches to a pose bracing her weight on her hand with her legs out to one side. "Well, before I tell you more, I'm Himiko Toga. What's your name?"
"Izuku Midoriya," he says, smiling at her. "Nice to meet you, Toga-san."
"Izuku-kun... that's a good name." She giggles. "Well, I haven't had much time to practice my quirk. Most people think it's weird that I have to drink blood for it to work."
He blinks a couple times from the casual address before responding. "That's a shame. You could be a great underground hero with that power." He rubs his chin as he mutters about whether they can run tests for her quirk to see its limits.
"But I do know one thing: I get their clothes when I transform." she continues.
He looks up at her with wide eyes, the corner of his mouth twitching. "Does that mean you leave them naked?"
She quickly waves a hand. "No no no! That'd be so embarrassing and weird! I mean I get the clothes they were wearing when I turn into them."
He lets out a single laugh before latching on to that. "Wait, the clothes they were wearing when you got the blood, or the clothes they're wearing when you transform?"
She pauses, having to consider that. "I don't know. I don't usually try to be around them when I do it."
He thinks for a bit before shrugging. "Simple enough to test. Just gotta..." He frowns, looking at himself as he thinks. "...is there a way to get blood without hurting myself too much?" He ponders aloud.
"That's the part that sticks with everyone." She holds up a finger.
He looks at her finger, turns his eyes towards his own, and shrugs. He slides his finger along the side of a page, giving himself a paper cut that allows a single drop of blood through. He flinches as the expected pain appears, but then touches his finger to hers, transferring that drop. "Don't drink it yet."
Her eyes linger on the drop, glancing back to him. "Okay."
He sits on the bench and quickly takes off his white socks and red shoes, putting the former inside the latter. Then he changes into Ralts, using Life Dew to heal his cut. "Now you can."
Toga licks the blood off her finger, giving a giggle as it goes down. Her form seems to warp almost like a clay shell forming before the boy sees a clone of his normal self sitting in front of him.
Though he likely didn't expect to see himself wearing a girl's school uniform over his normal clothes.
He blinks under his fringe, surprised. "...why are your clothes over my clothes?"
"Because that's how it works. I get your clothes, but mine don't disappear." She explains, examining her new body.
His brow furrows, then he blushes a bit. "Wait, your quirk requires you to be naked?" He pulls out his notebook and starts writing down notes on it. "Can't ask you to go naked, maybe some kind of cloth that changes with you."
She quickly covers his face with a hand, not looking at him. "Shh! Don't go saying that part about the clothes so casually!"
"Mmph," he says, as he has turned back to normal. His eyes look down at her feet as he pulls her hand away. "...it looks like you aren't wearing my shoes... so it must be what I'm wearing when you transform."
"I guess so." She shrugs, an odd mirror of his own face tinged with pink but otherwise gleeful.
He looks up at her, then back down to his notes. "...so why don't you want me to...?"
"Look... it's embarrassing knowing I don't really get the full effect unless I'm... you know."
He tilts his head for a bit before nodding. "Alright. I guess that makes sense."
She nods just as her form turns gray and sloughs off her, leaving her as she was before.
He blinks. "...that was fast. Not even twenty seconds." He writes this down in his notes. "Would it last longer with more?" He mutters, pen dancing across the third page he has for her.
"I think so." She nods. "It has before."
He nods, tapping the pen on the page. "Does it always activate when you drink blood?" He asks, just to be sure.
She thinks before shaking her head. "No, I don't think so. I think the clothing part is optional, too." She giggles. "Whoops."
"I did ask if you could show me," he points out, then looks at his notes. "Going back a bit, is blood part of your diet? Do you need to eat it, I mean?"
"I don't think so. I eat normal stuff." She shrugs, kicking her legs idly.
"That's good. Drawing blood would be too obvious, maybe you could get a device that mimics a mosquito's bite... though you need to train to get your body stronger, so they can't get you while you are yourself..." He writes these thoughts down and searches through his notes one more time. "Anything else you wanted to add?"
She thinks. "Oh! If I eat more than one person's blood, I get to choose who I turn into."
He blinks, turning his eyes back to her face. "How'd you figure that one out?"
"A really mean rose bush."
He opens his mouth to respond, but finds himself speechless.
"It was complicated, people were dumb, and I was probably dumb too." She laughs.
"...I've probably been just as dumb, at some point," he tries, unsure whether that's actually true but absolutely wanting her to feel better.
She waves her hand through the air. "Everyone's dumb as a kid... and teenager... and adults... eh, everyone has dumb moments."
He nods in agreement, thinking about All Might and his tendency to overexert himself.
She rocks back and forth, resting her weight on one arm or the other. "So... are you gonna be some sort of quirk researcher or something?"
Izuku grins, putting his notebook away. "Nope. I'm going to be a hero, and get help to those who think their quirks - or lack thereof - make them less!"
Her happy smile seems to get a softer edge. "You really care about people that much?"
He scratches the back of his head, contemplative. "...let's say I know what it's like to be bullied. I don't want that to happen to others."
She smiles back to normal. "I like you. Wanna be friends?"
The green haired boy starts, eyes wide in shock. "Friends? With me? But you... and I..." He takes a breath, trying to calm himself and his flushed face. "...sure? Surprise new friend," he mutters, looking off in the distance.
While he's not looking, she grabs his phone and enters her number into it. "There you go!"
"Wait wha-"
Looking back on it, she seemed a bit lonely. He smiles and hurries over, giving her a proper bow. "I'm sorry if you were waiting here long, Toga-san."
She pulls him up and gives him a big smile while holding one of his hands in hers. "I'm just glad you wanted to meet with me!"
He blinks, his mind trying to catch up even as his mouth blurts out, "I hope you don't mind meeting my other friends and my trainer."
"Oh?" Her head tilts. "You have other friends? Are they nice?"
He thinks a bit, then nods. "I met them only recently," he admits, "but my Riolu form didn't get mad at them, so I'm sure they are at least good people."
"Hmm... it's a start." She nods, oddly serious for a second.
"A start?" He asks, mildly confused.
"Don't worry." She skips away a few steps.
He scratches his head, unsure, before taking notice of another set of steps. His gaze moves to the stairs and he smiles brightly. "Iida-san! I'm glad you could make it!"
He nods, hurrying over. "I didn't think I was going to come, but my brother suggested that I join you." He does his usual chopping motions. "He said he needed to hurry off somewhere today, so we wished each other luck."
"I think we'd need more skill than luck," Izuku idly says.
"Nothing says you can't have both." Says Toga as she leans out from behind Izuku.
While the shorter boy jumps in surprise, Iida turns and offers her his hand. "Greetings! My name is Tenya Iida and I currently go to Somei-" He stops when Izuku gives him a head tilt. "Right, that might be too forward."
She seems to analyze him with a surprisingly neutral expression before giving a small smile and a curtsey. "Good to meet you, Iida-san."
He nods, then pushes up his glasses. "May I have your name, miss?"
"Miss?" She laughs more cheerfully. "Himiko Toga."
"Toga-san, then. It is nice to meet you." He bows at a right angle since she didn't accept his handshake.
"Very proper... he passes. Maybe a bit stiff, but hey, still nice." She looks to Izuku.
The green-haired boy blinks at her in surprise. "Passes?"
Iida stands up straight and gestures to her with a knife hand. "Would you please elaborate, Toga-san?"
She mimics his motion, unable to not laugh after. "I mean you seem good."
"I would hope so," he says, nodding once and chopping the air in sync. "I'm aiming to be a Hero."
Surprisingly this doesn't seem to impact her that much. "What kind of hero?"
He takes a step back, not quite expecting the question. "What kind?" He raises a hand to his chin. "The kind my brother is. One who inspires others and brings security and happiness wherever he goes."
"Hmm... alright then." She nods once more. "Are we expecting one more?"
He opens his mouth, then pauses, looking at his watch to make sure. "We are, but she still has five minutes and twelve seconds."
"Oh? She?" She looks at Izuku.
He nods once, giving her a smile. "She's nice, too. I'm sure you two can be friends."
She thinks on this before leaning in and whispering. "Is she cute?"
To his credit, he lasts a whole second before his face turns scarlet and his words become incomprehensible gibberish.
Toga laughs at this, tittering to herself as she watches.
Iida looks at his friend curiously, then past him with a raised eyebrow. "You brought that again, Uraraka-san?"
"It was more out of habit than intent." The brunette admits as she steps onto the beach with her metal detector.
"It's a good idea!" Izuku blurts out, then blushes as he hurries to defend the statement. "We don't want to cut ourselves on stray metal, do we?"
"I guess," she nods before noticing Toga. "Oh! Hello there! Are you our mystery addition?"
"Right, this is Himiko Toga," the Pokémorph responds, gesturing to the blonde girl. "I figured she might like to join us."
Ochako smiles. "Nice to meet you! I'm Ochako Uraraka."
"It's nice to meet you, too!" Toga matches her energy, smiling softly.
Izuku smiles to hide his sigh of relief, glad the two like each other.
"So you said your trainer is meeting us here?" Ochako checks with Izuku.
"Yep!" He checks his All Might watch. "He should be here any moment now."
"Will we be able to recognize him?" Iida asks.
He gives him a half-smile. "You'll never forget him once you see him."
There's a few curious looks exchanged at that before a figure starts to approach from the road.
His eyes narrow as he tries to see who it is, and then he perks up. "That's him right now!" He declares, pointing him out.
Iida lowers his friend's hand. "It is rude to point, Midoriya-san."
"That was always weird to me, you point to show what you're talking about." Toga quips.
He looks at her, startled. "Do I?!"
"I meant people do, so why is it rude?"
He opens his mouth to respond, but finds himself unable to do so.
"See?" She reasons just before the figure arrives.
He looks them all over. "Well, young Midoriya, this is quite the group you've gathered."
He smiles at the others. "Toshinori-san, these are my friends. Two new, one relatively less recent, but they're all nice people." He turns into Riolu to make a point.
"I see your own control training is going well." The man nods.
"Rio!" He nods and walks closer, nodding to the other to come with him.
Yagi looks up to the rest, nodding as he sees them. "So, young Midoriya tells me the rest of you are interested in becoming heroes?"
"Yes, sir!" Iida makes a chopping motion. "My name is Tenya Iida! I want to be a great hero like my brother, Tensei!"
"Tensei... ah yes, Ingenium." Yagi nods with a hand on his chin. "Good man, good attitude, good work ethic."
The spectacled teen beams at the praise his brother gets. "Yes sir! That's why I want to be like him!"
"I don't have a specific role model, but I'm hoping I can make the cut and do my part." Ochako adds for herself.
Izuku smiles at her, nudging her side with his arm. "Ri, Rio lu!" He pauses, blushing as he realizes they probably don't understand him.
"He says he's sure you will." Toga says casually.
"Oh! Thanks!" She smiles and looks between the two.
Part of Izuku wonders how she understood him. The other part, the one that he expresses, shows that she's welcome, a paw on his chest and bowing slightly.
"And you?" The man looks to Toga.
"Well, I wasn't really sure about it, but Izuku-kun thinks I can do some good, so I want to give it a shot." She smiles.
The little Riolu smiles up at her reassuringly, patting her on the leg.
She giggles and pats his head in return.
"Midoriya-san!" Iida shouts, gesturing at him with his usually chopping motions. "Just where are you putting your hand!"
He jerks it away and responds, "I wasn't-" but his voice catches in his throat. He realizes, had he not moved away, his hand would've landed higher on her body as he changed back. He stiffly turns away, his face pale with fear, and slowly walks towards his teacher and father figure for support.
Yagi clears his throat, covering up a small chuckle he let out. "Anyway, so, I assume this meeting is more for advice and training direction?"
"Yes sir!" Iida nods sharply. "Midoriya-san mentioned martial arts for Uraraka-san, and dietary suggestions for my quirk."
"I also wanted to ask if he ever considered Shotokan or Muay Thai, both of which involve the legs as a major component," Izuku whispers to Yagi, still a little pale, such that his freckles are clearly visible in stark contrast. He hands him the notebook with all of his current observations and questions he wanted to ask.
"Still the avid notetaker, hmm?" He peruses the book. "If you're this detailed, part of me wonders why you'd even need me."
"Because you make great plans!" He says, and everyone can tell he means it. "I remember that American Dream workout plan you made for me years ago. It was well thought out, even the dietary part." He turns and gestures to his friends. "I was hoping you'd be able to help them, too."
Yagi rubs his chin. "Well, I guess I could consider it practice for something I was looking into anyway."
Izuku gives him a curious look. "Practice for what, Toshinori-san?" He pauses for a moment. "...also, did you need any Life Dew? I forgot to ask."
"Don't worry about either." He waves a hand dismissively. "The first is a surprise for another time, for the second, I took my time."
He smiles in relief. "That's good to hear. Mom will like hearing that, too."
"I'm guessing he's known him for a while if his mom knows him." Ochako comments tot he other two.
"Maybe she recommended him to Toshinori-san?" Iida suggests, shrugging a bit.
Yagi clears his throat. "Well, for my first bit of advice I think it could apply to all of you: Don't just rely on your quirk. It's a known quantity in the hero business, so having other skills or being well rounded can be quite valuable if you find yourself unable to use your quirk."
"Like with Eraserhead, right?" Izuku pipes up, pulling out another notebook. "He's an underground hero who can cancel other people's quirks by looking at them."
"Right." The man nods. "But he also trains in the use of an unconventional weapon and evasive fighting styles."
"I see." Iida nods, then turns more fully towards Yagi. "What would you recommend for me, Toshinori-san?"
"I would suggest something mental perhaps. Tactical or creative approaches to problems in addition to the straightforward ones."
He considers this for a moment before declaring. "So tackling mazes and alleys as well as streets! You are incredibly insightful, sir!"
"I'm sure, young Midoriya here would have gotten to that eventually."
"But you're great at it!" The teen in question tries to protest. "Much better than me!"
"Don't sell yourself short. At least I don't have to worry about you getting cocky."
He just has an expression like a lost puppy. "But you are better," he says.
He shakes his head with a small chuckle. "No one's perfect, kid." He goes back tot he book and reads Ochako's section next. "Hmm, the close combat training for her is a good idea. I think I know someone who could fit well, and he even has a class for this sort of thing."
The brunette perks up. "Oh? That'd be great!"
Izuku turns to her with a bright smile. "That's great! She can be an even better hero!"
"And get more opportunities to use her quirk to disable villains. Yagi adds.
Ochako's eyes are shining, having not thought this far ahead.
Izuku flashes her a smile, glad that he could somehow help one of his new friends.
Toga walks forward now. "What about me?"
He blinks, glancing towards Yagi to see what he'll say about the blonde teenager.
The man flips through the book to Himiko's pages. "Hmm... well, your quirk seems like the less offensive type. Depending on support, you'd likely be excellent at infiltration types missions or other undercover ones. Depending on how you feel about it, I might actually suggest acting classes after a time. Of course, you'd also need to think about how best to defend yourself."
The green haired teen rubs the messy mane atop his head. "How to defend herself... something that doesn't entirely depend on strength, since she can't guarantee she'll be in a strong body at the time?" He offers.
"Something... like speed focused?" She offers.
He hums thoughtfully. "Speed might work. Can't think of any martial arts that focus solely on that, though," he admits. "Maybe ninjutsu?"
"They do specialize in stealth as well occasionally, so yes, that could be a good answer." Yagi nods while Toga seems to be getting excited by the idea.
"I could be a ninja?!" She hops up and down.
"One of the major parts of being a ninja is disguise, so I don't see why not," Izuku says, a hand cupping his chin.
"Yes, I am so in!" She pumps her fists in the air and laughs.
Iida leans a bit closer to Ochako. "I'm impressed at how well they work together. If we didn't see his quirk, I'd have assumed it's a mental one."
The brunette giggles. "I could definitely see that."
"Oh, right!" Izuku yelps, cutting off whatever else Iida was going to say. "I had two of my forms try to evolve yesterday, and one succeeded!"
"I think he heard us," the tall teen says, embarrassed.
The disguised hero gives him his full attention. "Oh? Which ones?"
"Toxel was the one who failed, and Ralts turned into Kirlia," he answers. "I haven't really tried any others besides Riolu."
"Figures you'd get the mind one up and running." Yagi nods.
"Yes, but it has me wondering if any of the others might be about to evolve as well," he points out. "I haven't been transforming into them as much as those three. Them and... Rockruff," He says, slightly hesitant.
"Your puppy form got bigger?" Toga asks.
He nods once, tapping his fingers together. "I'd say... at least twice as big?"
She briefly covers her mouth. "I can't wait to see it."
His eyes dart between them for a bit before he whispers, "Should I show them? Will you keep them safe?"
"If you're still that worried, I would suggest you get more time with that side of you in private first." Yagi advises.
He quietly nods, though he is visibly relieved he wouldn't have to worry about that right now. He really didn't like the aggressive mindset that form forces on him. He turns back to Toga, giving her a weak smile. "Would you be alright with Scorbunny right now?"
As the blonde starts muttering about her 'bun bun' Ochako comments with bemusement. "How many different forms do you have, again?"
"Six," He says, turning to the front of his notebook where he sketched each of his forms.
As they all look, Toga spots Kirlia and giggles, shuffling over to Izuku and whispering mischievously. "Well, we did already know you could pull off a skirt."
He blushes, then tries to turn into Scorbunny to try and avoid giving a response. With the notebook slipping from his paws, he doesn't realize that he's starting to glow, scrambling to get his notes out of the sand.
Yagi's brow raises as he watches. "Well well..."
He pauses with his book in his paws, looking up at the much taller man curiously. "Bun?" He manages to say before the light makes him nearly indistinguishable, a quiet thud following from the book hitting the sand.
Ochako glances at Iida to make sure he's not going to interrupt.
He gives her a look as Izuku lengthens before them, gesturing to the blonde girl on her other side.
She looks to see Toga wound up and ready to spring on Izuku, visibly holding herself back.
His rabbit ears fold down as three large tufts of hair form up, sweeping up and back. Tinier tufts of fur come from his shoulders before the changes end, showing what could very well be a young kid wearing a hoodie. His hands slip into the pocket at his front, and his eyes crinkle into a smile as he regards them. He hops from one red foot to the other, getting used to his new body before he turns to start running around the beach.
Toga laughs and tries to catch him. "You're like a little ninja bun now!"
"So this one comes with clothes?" Ochako looks thoughtful, watching the bunny dodge the blonde girl with ease.
"It looks more like a fur design," Iida responds. "The pocket could be a pouch, like what kangaroos have."
Izuku plays tag with Toga, bouncing over and under her at times to avoid her fingers.
"You know in a way, that's already training her speed." Yagi comments as the two play.
Iida considers this as he watches them. "Do you think he has forms that can help us, too?" He picks up the notebook to look at the pictures once more, missing how Izuku suddenly changes back, tripping Toga so she lands on her back in the sand.
While the other girl blinks, looking up at the sky, Ochako thinks. "Well, there was that punching one for me."
"Riolu," Izuku weakly offers up from his places sprawled onto his face, moving his head to be audible.
They looks over in time to see Toga pulling Izuku up by the hand before looking at herself and trying mostly fruitlessly to get sand out of her sweater.
He looks as though he wants to help, but is hesitant to lay a hand on her.
She huffs. "Guess I should have thought about how sand gets everywhere." Her hands reach down to the bottom and start to pull up.
Iida yelps, turning and covering his face, Izuku copying his actions. "What are you doing, Toga-san!"
She rolls her eyes and continues. "Taking off my sweater. Silly boys." She takes it off, revealing the top part of her outfit underneath being a short sleeve navy blue blouse.
Ochako laughs. "What exactly did you think she was up to?"
"Toga-san!" Iida shouts, pointing and chopping the air in her direction. "Be more careful about changing clothes! What if static stuck them together?"
"Didn't you say it was rude to point?" She says with hands on her hips and a cheeky smile.
He blushes brightly at her words, but still fixes her with his best disapproving look.
She sighs and shakes her head, still smiling. "It's nice that you care, but don't worry! This shirt is tighter than the sweater, so I'd feel it if it started to pull it too. Any flashing stomachs will just be your imagination." She waves the sweater at him.
His stern expression falls, nodding once. "Thank you for being cautious. Though still, please consider others when you do that." He gestures to Izuku, who just now started to calm down.
Yagi seems to have busied himself with the notebook while Ochako is patting Izuku's back.
Toga waves a hand casually. "Oh he's just easy to fluster. It's cute."
He raises an eyebrow at her. "Right. Anyways, now that we know areas we can improve, how shall we do so? We have two weeks until the entrance exams."
Yagi speaks up. "For now I'd say just keep it in mind. With the exams so close, your focus should be on them."
The glasses-wearing teen blinks, crossing his arms thoughtfully. "Are you certain, Toshinori-san? What if they could help us during the exam?"
"I think he's trying to impress that we might be better off sticking to what we know and being certain than trying to add more and becoming unsure," Izuku says, giving Ochako a thankful smile.
The man nods. "Exactly. The exam is to show what you can currently do. The classes themselves could even help you with deciding your additional skills. Of course, having an idea before you go in might earn you some brownie points."
"I see!" He bows rigidly at the man. "Thank you for such sound advice!"
Ochako bows as well, Toga walking up and following with a bit of a more casual one.
Izuku flounders a bit, trying to figure out whether he should bow as well.
Yagi smiles at them. "Hey, I'm just glad you seem to be taking the advice."
"We should thank you for giving us so much to think about!" He nods, then looks to the others. "Let us take this to heart so we can be better heroes!"
"Of course." Ochako nods while Toga makes her own words of agreement and grins.
Izuku watches on, smiling, glad that he could somehow help his new friends.
Yagi gives him a knowing and approving nod.
He feels great, knowing that his mentor approves of this desire to help them.
So I was planning to release this on my birthday, but editing took a bit longer than I thought. Oh well. Anyways, I hope you all enjoy the story!
Also, just to be clear, this will not be a harem story. I may enjoy reading them, but I cannot for the life of me write them. That said, there may be crushes, but I think my friend and I will be handling them in a fair way.
I also would like to say that I am planning a few more stories, but they will be written when I feel this story has come along a fair distance. The only "hint" I will give is that I don't plan on repeating any source more than once, and they'll all be crossovers.
Have a nice day! Thank you for reading and following!