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"Have fun~" Himiko's teasing lilt could be heard down the hallway as Izuku slipped his shoes on.

"It's not like I'm going on a date or anything," Izuku sighed.

"Don't care," Himiko poked her head around the corner and gave him a predatory smile.

Izuku shook his head as he wished he had something to throw at his sister. He knew it was coming, but still! He'd have to figure out some way to get back at her later. "I'll call Mom when we're winding down?"

"Sounds great!"

"And Himi," Izuku looked at his sister earnestly. "You were right. I think… I like having Uraraka as a friend."

A silent gasp escaped Himiko as she stepped around the corner. Rushing down the hall, she pulled her brother in a hug. "Don't worry, I won't mess this up for you. I know what having Suko in my life did for me."

"I didn't think you would," Izuku assured her as he returned her embrace. "But I know I'm going to pay for that later."

"Maybe," Himiko gave her brother a mischievous smile as she lightly danced backward down the hall. "We'll see."

Giving his sister a small wave, Izuku left, leaving Himiko alone in the hallway. As she stared at the door, her smile turned genuine as she thought about her brother.

"Just this once I'll let you off the hook."

"That market was great!" Ochako said as she looked down at her bags. "Thank you Midoriya."

"You're welcome," Izuku said. "I know a lot of the places closer to UA are catering to visiting heroes rather than students but there's…"

"There you are Deku!"

Izuku froze while Ochako looked at him with concern and confusion.

"Midoriya, are you okay?"

"Y-yeah." Izuku offered her a shaky smile before turning toward the offending voice. "Kac- Bakugo, what do you want?"

"I want to know what the hell you did!" Bakugo said as he stormed forward.

"I'm showing my friend around," Izuku said, gesturing to Ochako as if to emphasize his point.

"You managed to find a friend huh?" Bakugo turned toward Ochako. "You might want to rethink that, he's a fucking cheater!"

"WHAT?!" Ochako exclaimed, horror spreading across her face as she looked at Izuku. However, his response wasn't what she expected. He looked just as confused and horrified as she did.

Izuku recovered first and faced his former bully. "What are you talking about?" Izuku asked, his voice low and even.

"UAs entrance exam!" Bakugo exclaimed. "You're such a loser you couldn't even save a notebook ten months ago! There's no fucking way a quirkless loser like you–"

"He's not quirkless!" Ochako yelled back, defending her friend.

Suddenly everything made sense to her. Izuku called him Bakugo. This must be Katsuki Bakugo, the person who took second place in the practical portion of the exams!

"You're just jealous that he got a better score than you! But to accuse him of cheating–"

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me asshole!" Ochako balled her fists by her side. "I was trapped by debris and the zero-pointer would have hurt me - or worse - unless Izuku used his quirk to save me!"

"There's no fucking way–"

"It's true, Bakugo," Izuku said quietly, steel in his eyes.

"You're telling me that you've been hiding a quirk from me for ten fucking years?!" Bakugo took a menacing step forward.

"And make my life harder?" Izuku shook his head. "I'm a late bloomer, Bakugo."

"There's no way. You're lying!" Bakugo pointed a finger accusingly. "I know the stats! Late bloomers usually come in between nine and twelve! We would have figured it out years ago!"

"Usually. And mine didn't come in until I was fifteen," Izuku said softly. "Only after I finally started intensive training, and it took eighteen months to show up."

Bakugo gritted his teeth at the implications. "Liar!" He barked out, but it lacked the previous venom in his words.

"Believe what you want, it's the truth. I passed the entrance exam, same as you, and I'm going to become a hero!"

"You may have fooled them, but not me!" Bakugo exclaimed defiantly. "I'm going to prove it!"

Izuku stood there as a fresh wave of worry washed over him. What would happen if Bakugo found out the truth? Would he really go so far as to expose All Might's greatest secret to the world to prove a point?

"I just see someone who's jealous and unheroic," Ochako snapped back. "Unlike Midoriya!"

"What's that Round Face?" Bakugo's voice went cold as his eyes narrowed.

"You heard me!" Ochako took a step forward. "What kind of hero accuses someone of cheating like that?"

Bakugo took a menacing step forward, small explosions popping in his palms. When he saw neither Izuku nor Ochako back down, he closed his fists and lowered his hands.

"Tch, fine. I'll show you. And then you'll be thanking me for exposing this fraud."

Spinning on his heel, Bakugo stalked away, leaving Izuku and Ochako alone. Still angry, Ochako spun toward Izuku.

"Why'd you just let him go like that?"

Izuku didn't turn his attention toward Ochako, instead focusing on Bakugo's departing form.

"Because he's not worth it," He replied, hoping she wouldn't hear the fear in his voice.

If it was just me it would be one thing, but if he finds out about One For All…

"What do you mean? He–"

"He accused me of cheating because I was quirkless. If that was true I'm sure UA has the resources to find that out," Izuku explained nervously as he turned toward Ochako. "It's just like you said. He's jealous I beat his score. And he's stubborn enough that nothing will convince him otherwise… at least not until we're at UA."

"That makes sense," Ochako said, her anger starting to dissipate. "Still! To say something like that!"

"I know." Izuku let out a resigned sigh. "I just hope I'm not in the same class as him. The last year's been nice."

"You two were classmates in middle school?"

"Yeah," Izuku rubbed the back of his head. "And elementary. Until last year really… Then we were finally separated and we haven't talked since."

"I can't imagine having classes with him," Ochako shuddered. "Is that where the name Deku came from?"

"Yeah," Izuku rubbed the back of his head. "It's a nickname he gave me when we were kids. He misread the kanji of my name and it just sort of stuck once we thought I was quirkless."

Ochako saw the flash of sadness across Izuku's face and frowned. "That sucks. I kind of like the name." Ochako admitted.

"Wait, you do?"

"Mhm!" Ochako nodded. "It reminds me a lot of Dekiru!"

"Dekiru?"

"Yep!" Ochako pumped her fist in the air. "And hearing how much work you've done, it kind of fits you, you know?"

"I'm glad you enjoy it," Izuku said apologetically, "but the name… doesn't have a lot of great memories for me."

"Aww," Ochako started, but then she saw how sad Izuku looked.

All because of a name?

"That's not right," Ochako declared.

"Huh?" Izuku blinked as he looked at her.

"Names should have happy memories associated with them! Not bad ones! I just wish…" Ochako's brows furrowed. "I wish there was something…" She began thinking about the name, rotating through different variations and honorifics, something close and different, something like…

"Dekkun."

Izuku blinked in surprise. "Dekkun?"

"Sorry!" Ochako threw her hands up defensively. "I was just trying to think of a name to replace Deku."

"Uraraka…" Izuku stared at the girl in awe.

"I-if it's too much I can–"

"No!" Izuku shook his head and offered her a bright smile. "I really like it. Thank you, Uraraka."

Ochako gave him a bright smile in return. "You're welcome, Dekkun! Now where were we?"

Izuku placed his thumb on his lips for a moment before he pointed in a different direction from where Bakugo went. "Why don't we go that way? There's a great used bookstore that's always well stocked with manga that way."

"That sounds great!" Ochako admitted. "Lead the way!"

The two resumed walking, Bakugo already becoming a distant memory as Izuku continued giving Ochako a tour of Mustafu.

Once their tour was concluded and they dropped Ochako's (meager, Izuku couldn't help but notice) purchases off at her apartment, they returned to Izuku's place for dinner.

"This is delicious!" Ochako exclaimed, her eyes wide after she ate her first bite of omurice.

"Mom's cooking is amazing!" Himiko chirped.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it," Inko said. "Himi's friends come over sometimes, but it's been a while since Izu's had anyone over."

"I heard," Ochako said quietly, her eyes darting over to Izuku.

Izuku responded with a nervous smile. "So what're your plans for the next ten days?" He asked quickly, not wanting to revisit the subject.

"Not much," Ochako admitted, her attention returning to her food. "Mostly reading the books and watching the movies I picked up at the library. Trying not to go stir crazy."

"I understand the feeling," Izuku assured her.

"Just wait, once you're at UA you'll be looking forward to breaks," Himiko said, stretching for emphasis. "Classes are rough!"

"Says you," Izuku shoots back.

"That's because I'm not a nerd," Himiko rolled her eyes and gave her brother a playful smile.

"Horror movies," Izuku replied.

"Horror movies?" Ochako asked curiously.

"Himi loves them," Izuku explained, earning himself a death glare from his sister.

"I also love romance films!" Himiko said before she got a dreamy look on her face. "Two people, destined to be together despite all odds…"

"I see what you mean," Ochako giggled as she gave Izuku a conspiratorial look.

"Hey!" Himiko glared across the table.

"Sorry Himi, you're just proving that you're a nerd too," Izuku said with a lopsided grin on his face.

"Are you going to spend any more time with Izu?" Inko asked Ochako, unphased by her children's bickering.

"Maybe?" Ochako looked timidly at Izuku. "I don't want to take up too much of your time…"

"I don't mind!" Izuku insisted. "I'm just reading up on quirks in my free time."

"In that case," Ochako said, "maybe you could show me some parks and scenic spots? Maybe a place to see the stars?"

"I'm not sure if you could see anything here," Izuku admitted. "There's too much light pollution."

"That's sad," Ochako's face fell. "One of the nice things about Nabari was it was so easy to see the stars at night."

"Maybe the beach?" Izuku asked quickly, thinking back to his days of predawn training.

"That could work!" Ochako agreed, a hint of excitement in her voice. "I could take a towel and lay on the beach to watch the stars rise!"

"It sounds like you can plan a few days with Izu," Inko said with a gentle smile on her face.

"Mhm!" Ochako nodded as she turned toward Izuku. "If that's alright with you Dekkun?"

"That sounds fun," Izuku agreed, already feeling Himiko's eyes boring into the back of his head.

"You two should enjoy the break while you can," Inko added. "And my home is always open if you want to eat dinner with us."

"I wouldn't want to impose," Ochako said, her permanent blush spreading as she looked down at her food.

"Nonsense," Inko said. "It wouldn't be right for you to spend all day with Izu only for him to leave you all alone for dinner."

"I guess that makes sense…" Ochako mumbled. "I think I'd like that…"

Izuku gave his mom a thankful glance before turning his attention back to Ochako and asking her about her favorite heroes. Changing topics, they began discussing rescue heroes as the four enjoyed the meal together.

"Thanks for today," Ochako said as she slipped her shoes on. "I had fun.

"Me too," Izuku admitted, "text me when you get home?"

"Of course!" Ochako said as she opened the door. "See you Thursday?"

"Mhm," Izuku nodded. "See you then!"

The door hadn't even fully closed yet when Izuku felt a presence standing in the hallway behind him.

"So… Dekkun huh?"

"We ran into Bakugo today," Izuku said softly.

"That asshole?" Himiko frowned. "What did he want?"

"He accused me of cheating on the entrance exam," Izuku looked down at his hands. "He wanted to expose me as a fraud because I'm quirkless."

Before he knew what was going on he felt the warmth of his sister pressing against his back as she wrapped her arms around him. "You think he suspects anything?"

"No," Izuku sighed. "My late bloomer story's been accepted by both Nezu and Recovery Girl, and you're there to back me up. Uraraka thought he was just jealous. I just hope everyone else feels the same way."

"I'm sure they will," Himiko assured him. "After all, who are they gonna believe? Him, or Nezu?"

"You're right," Izuku gently spun around to face his sister. "Thank you."

"That's what family's for," Himiko gave him a warm smile that quickly turned predatory. "So, Dekkun, what else happened?"

Izuku felt his face heating up. "Uraraka, she–" Izuku swallowed the lump in his throat. "Asked me about my old nickname of Deku. And when I told her she insisted on helping me replace the name with one that has happy memories."

"That's… so sweet!" Himiko untangled herself from her brother, only to hook her fingers around his wrist. "Come on, I want to hear all the details."

"Himi…" Izuku whined as he allowed himself to be dragged to her room. He knew he was about to be questioned, but right now he didn't mind.

It felt nice being the one who could gush about his friend, for once.

Izuku sat at the dining room table, his pencil dancing along the page as he copied the page from his notebook. Next to him sat Ochako, who was deep in concentration as she focused on her costume form. Meanwhile across from them sat Himiko who was lazily scrolling through a tablet.

"So how are your costumes coming along?" Emily asked as she poked her head between the two future first-years.

"Aaah!" Ochako jumped, flinching away.

"Song…" Izuku sighed as he looked down at the ruined kanji. He flipped his pencil over and began erasing it before lifting the paper.

Emily leaned in over his shoulder to take a look. "Himi finally managed to get you to drop that All Might mask design?"

"Yes!" Himiko exclaimed. "It was harder than it should have been."

"It made sense to younger me!" Izuku said defensively.

"All Might design?" Ochako asked curiously.

Himiko got a predatory grin on her face as her eyes danced between the two younger students. "Why don't you show her, Izu?"

Izuku's face heated up as he buried his head in his notebook. "You've already made your point Himi… Besides," He quickly added as he showed her the helmet he had drawn, "after seeing the designs Sakura and Atsuko went with, this works better!"

"What about you?" Emily turned toward Ochako.

"I've got a few suggestions here…" Ochako pointed to the small list of support items. "But the most important part is making sure my gear helps with the nausea I get when using my quirk." She rubbed the back of her head as her permanent blush spread. "I don't want to end up in the same situation as the Entrance Exam again. I shouldn't expect Dekkun to save me!"

"Hmm," Emily turned her attention toward Ochako's notes, quickly reviewing them. "And you're ok with a skin-tight suit?"

"Wait. WHAT?!" Ochako exclaimed as she grabbed her notes back.

"Oh yeah!" Himiko looked up from the tablet. "Companies are annoying about that."

"Says the girl who does wear a skintight bodysuit," Emily pointed out.

"It's for my quirk!" Himiko retorted before she stuck her tongue out.

Izuku swore he saw the back of Emily's neck heating up as he turned toward Ochako. "If you don't specify the style of outfit you want they assume you want a skintight suit."

"Oh," Ochako said. Without any warning, she reached out and grabbed Izuku's papers. "Let me see what you're doing!"

"H-hey!" Izuku said, holding his hand out but it was too late. "I would've just told you…"

"S-sorry!" Ochako squeaked, her face turning bright red as she looked down at Izuku's notes.

"I'm actually doing a bodysuit underneath and a second, looser suit on top," Izuku's eyes drifted over to Himiko. "Better to protect myself against knives and small objects."

"That sounds great!" Ochako said as she found the proper description and started copying it onto her form.

"Just be careful, otherwise you'll end up with a green jumpsuit," Himiko pointed out.

"R-right," Ochako said. "What made you pick that color anyway?"

"I thought it would be obvious," Izuku rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "Given our last name is Midoriya."

Three heads turned as they heard Himiko gasp. As they watched, it looked as if she was having a revelation.

"Why didn't I ever think of that before?!" Himiko exclaimed. Standing up, she bolted over to the growing wall of pictures, each containing two green-haired individuals… and one ash-blonde. Spinning around, she shouted down the hallway. "Mom! Can I get my hair dyed green?"

Inko poked her head out of her office. "Of course! Any reason why?"

Himiko gave a sideways glance at the photos. "I want to match you and Izu!"

Inko chuckled. "I was wondering if you'd ever ask. We can schedule an appointment later tonight?"

"You're the best, Mom!"

Izuku definitely saw a blush creeping up to Emily's cheeks now. Shaking his head he turned his attention back to Ochako. "So yeah… that's why."

"I see," Ochako said. Her brows furrowed and Izuku saw her lips moving, but no words came out until he saw her face light up. "I got it!" Turning her attention back to the paper, she began writing out the description of a pink-and-black costume design underneath. Once she was done scribbling out her notes she offered Izuku his papers back. "Sorry about that!"

"It's alright!" Izuku assured her as he took his forms back. "I'm glad you caught that early."

"Y-yeah," Ochako rubbed the back of her head. "That would have been awkward to find out when I tried the costume on! So what's next?"

Flipping his notebook to another page, Izuku began reviewing support equipment with Ochako. As he finished up, he looked over at his sister to see Himiko and Emily squabbling over her tablet and felt a smile tugging on his lips.

The year hadn't started yet, but he was already looking forward to it.

AN: The year hasn't even started yet and we're getting costume changes!

For Izuku, he's completely skipping the homemade Alpha costume and moving directly to his Beta costume. In addition his rebreather and hood are gone, replaced by a black-and-green motorcycle helmet with a transparent front plate, as well as an additional utility belt.

For Ochako, the biggest change is that the skintight costume is gone. She still wears it as an 'undergarment' but over top of that she has a form-fitting tracksuit, much like Izuku's in design, with the same pattern as her canon first hero costume.