Izuku stepped into the living room and nearly fell over, standing there dressed in black leather pants, boots, and a fitted Tyche shirt, her lips a brilliant ruby red, just like the picture she had sent him. The picture that he had stared at many times…In his defense, it was a very nice picture.

In her hands were his keys, and his jacket was over her shoulder. "I was wondering if you would take me for a ride," she almost purred at him. Izuku was young, but it was the single sexiest thing he had ever seen or heard.

"My bike," he stammered, making her smile as she did the slow, seductive walk towards him.

"It's in the garage; Inko said it was present for after the test," she leaned down; their lips were just fractions of an inch away. "Take me out for a ride, Izuku; just make sure we stop somewhere private." Her voice was slightly deeper than normal, a little huskier; he was turning redder by the second as he just dropped the keys into his hand. Very slowly and deliberately, she walked away, giving him a full view of her backside poured into those tight leather pants that made him seriously wonder if she was even wearing any underwear. She paused, looking over her shoulder at him, and winked, "You coming?"

Izuku could only nod like a fool as he followed her out to the garage.


-Inko & Nemuri-

Inko leaned back in the bath as Nemuri slid in across from her; the two women just melted into the hot water, letting it attempt to pull away all the weariness and troubles of the day. It had been a long day with the recommended exam, Izuku and Inko being hospitalized, and Inko's visitation with her grandmother. Inko felt weary; the invisible weights on her shoulders were heavy. As she looked at Nemuri, she knew she needed to unburden herself, and if two women were going to have any future together, secrets between the two would not do.

"I wondered why you suggested such a large tub," Inko said, raising an eyebrow. "Were you planning something from the very beginning?"

"I would never," Nemuri replied with fake shock. "But a girl can dream, and dreams do come true." Nemuri looked into Inko's eyes, a proper habit and one that Nemuri loved, as Inko's eyes were so expressive and beautiful. There was all that right now, but their expressiveness told Nemuri that something was wrong, that her girlfriend's shoulders were carrying weight. "Is everything all right, Inko? You can tell me anything, you know that."

Inko smiled a soft and genuine smile. "There is something; I can read everything on his marking now." She said, looking up at the ceiling. "And I know what it is."

"You can tell me," Nemuri said, trying to reassure her girlfriend. "I promise I will support you both, whatever it takes, Inko. His quirk is strange; I am here for anything you or he need."

Inko deeply breathed, "The mark or tattoo is not his quirk."

"I don't understand." Nemuri was shocked. Izuku's tattoo was the mark of his quirk or a physical manifestation of his quirk, like a mutation. Inko, she, and the other faculty members worried that if there were damage to that area, it would affect his quirk. They had even reinforced that area as part of his costume. It wasn't something they wanted to test or something they wanted to find out after the fact.

"His quirk is Rabbit Step, the mark my grandmother called a Blessing. The other things written on his back are part of that blessing. Argonaut, Argo Vesta, Liaris Freese, Ox Slayer, and Luck are all skills that result from the blessing. The numbers on his back are stats." She said, worry permeating her voice. "They are a physical measurement of his strength, speed, etc."

"Like a video game or something?" Nemuri said, confused; it was the only thing she could think of for comparison.

"I think so; I don't understand it. But everything he does and his experiences are recorded and translated into the numbers on his back. When I do a reading, it records those deeds. He ranks up when they reach a certain point, or he accomplishes something. It first happened when he fought Overhaul, then again after the test. That is what happened tonight." She looked at Nemuri, her eyes full of worry.

"After the first time, that would have been when he started training with Aizawa," Nemuri slid over and leaned against Inko to offer her comfort." He was already a force to be reckoned with, so you are saying that now that he ranked up again, he has reached a different level?" Nemuri was in shock thinking that Izuku had advanced again; she remembered what had happened when Inko had moved to U.A., and Izuku was able to have her do a reading from all his training with ARC class. He had fought the twins with the help of Haru and her insane quirk.

Nemuri paused and thought about it; what if what Haru did was kind of like giving someone a rank up or at all? When Haru used it on her during training, she took out both Shota and Hizashi; she could wipe the floor with them, and even Vlad King fell to her. What would he be like now if what had just happened with Izuku had been like when he fought the twins? Could this continue? Could he keep increasing in this manner? Would he be a match for All-Might?

"Yes." Inko wrapping her arms around her girlfriend.

"And it is because of this blessing, The Divine Grace?" Inko whispered yes as her arms tightened around Nemuri. "Wow, I don't know what else to say."

"It gets worse, or better, I am not sure," Inko whispered. "I can bestow this Divine Blessing on others."

"What now?" Nemuri said, sitting up, freeing herself from Inko's embrace to look her in the eye. Inko could give others this ability to grow stronger; would they have the same abilities as Izuku…

"I can give this blessing to others; by doing so, they will have the ability to get stronger like Izuku and maybe develop their skills," Inko said quietly.

"That means you could have a whole generation of heroes that can essentially have secondary quirks or, in some cases, what would be 2nd quirks like Argo Vesta. It would change…everything." Nemuri was shocked as the words tumbled from her mouth; if Inko was to give her this blessing, would it consider all that she had already experienced, or would it only matter what she did from that point? Either way, Nemuri could see the temptation in asking Inko to give her the blessing.

"A group of heroes dependent on me being here to give them readings," comprehension danced across Nemuri's face. "They would also be bound to each other; whatever feelings they have for each other would deepen. It would be a circle bound to each other and bound to me. I could have a personal army…"

Nemuri watched as the worry and anguish danced across Inko's face. It was a game changer; it was something that would alter how people saw quirks. "What happens if you don't do a reading?"

"They hit a cap and can't rank up; their growth is also slower," Inko looked down at the bathwater. "But they would still be stronger than any other person if they had similar quirks; they would certainly have the advantage."

"That is huge…what would happen if you did it to me?" Nemuri asked.

"It would bind you to Izuku and myself; your numbers would grow as you do your work. You would get stronger, faster, tougher…" Inko responded.

"You have to keep this quiet," Nemuri said after a pause. "It is so tempting to know that you could give someone something that would push them past their limits and to whole other levels. If you give this blessing, you must be sure of the person you are giving it to." The temptation ran deep for Nemuri, but she knew she couldn't do that, putting Inko in that spot.

"Grandmother said I would know, instinctually, that I would know," Inko looked to the ceiling. "I already want to do it, Momo, Haru, I think even Cassie, it strange. It's a pull; I know they care for him, but I don't want to force anything. If it deepens their feelings, I don't want to push them into a romantic relationship if they are not ready."

Nemuri paused what she would say as Inko's words sunk in. "I hadn't thought of that. Inko, you are a good person; if your grandmother told you to follow your instincts, then do that. I will support you and keep yours and Izuku's secret safe."

"I love you, Nemi," Inko said.

Nemuri blushed, "Inko, you can't say it now while we are naked in the bathtub."

"You said it the first time we had sex," Inko said back, smirking.

"You agreed that we wouldn't talk about that…but I love you too," Nemuri said, feeling like a schoolgirl. "Let's get out of the tub and get something to eat; today has been one hell of a day."


-Izuku and Momo-

It was a feeling that he would remember for the rest of his life, having Momo on the back of the bike as they took off into the evening and headed towards the coast. Izuku, thankfully, for the two-way communication in the helmets so they could talk some as they rode. The way Momo clung to him as they first sped off a feeling he loved.

She soon settled in, and the feeling of the street and lights speeding by and the wind rushing around them was truly exhilarating. Having ridden in the back of limousines most of her life, it was such an experience to be on the move like this. The way that Izuku had control over their movements was like he was a fish moving through water; it was smooth, made her feel safe, and turned her on even more.

She leaned in closer, feeling his warmth and enjoying the ride. She smiled when the ocean came into view, and her heart began to beat when they went off the normal path and came to a secluded cliffside overlooking the ocean.

They removed their helmets, setting them aside. Her heart pounded as she repositioned themselves so they faced each other. Her legs were over his, their bodies were close, and the space between them disappeared as they leaned into each other.

It was tentative at first, but it became hungry as soon as they kissed. Clumsy as they were, it was passionate and intense as they sat there. Her legs were now wrapped around his waist, his hands admiring her backside; she could feel the physical reaction. It excited her more. Soon they were kissing and sucking on each other's necks, hands tangling in their hair.

They continued in this passionate embrace, their clumsiness subsiding as they fell into a groove. When they finally broke apart, they were both breathing heavily.

"Momo…" he was cut off with a finger to his lips.

"I told you in the medical wing," she whispered. "You are mine, even if I have to share you. Now, let's go out to eat before we go further than we should." He nodded as she disentangled themselves, each taking a moment to compose themselves before they got back on the bike.

"There is this really good restaurant that overlooks the ocean; the food is amazing," he said.

"Sounds wonderful," Momo said as she slipped on her helmet. "As long as I am with you, all that matters."

When they got home, as the two teenagers were apt to do, they fell onto the couch to continue kissing and making out; a subtle cough from the hall made them jump apart. Nemuri walked in, "Goodnight, Momo," was all she said as she went to the kitchen.

"Goodnight," Momo said, blushing before she kissed Izuku's cheek and fled down the hall to her room.

"Good night?" Nemuri said to the blushing Izuku. She suppressed her giggle when he could only nod. "Be careful, Izuku, a girl's heart is fragile and delicate, as is your own. Do what you can to protect them both."

"I will, and thank you, sensei…Nemuri," he said before getting up and heading to his room.


-The Next Morning-

Momo was up early; she went to the kitchen and made tea when Inko walked in. "Good Morning, Momo," she said as she entered. "Just the person I was hoping to see."

Momo hid her wince, thinking Midnight must have told her about the position she found her and her son in last night. "Good Morning, Inko," she said. "Tea?"

"Yes, please," Inko responded, taking a seat at the counter. "I wanted to talk to you about something."

Momo prepared the tea before focusing her attention on Inko. "I hope everything is okay?"

"It is, dear; please relax." Inko lightly tugged on the infuser with her quirk. "I know your parents are not home, and that house must get lonely. I have talked to them and wanted to extend the offer for you to stay with us."

Momo froze. "Your mother has offered to send a few staff members over to help, so don't think they will be let go, and the others will be reassigned. I know you have feelings for Izuku, and as long as you two can behave yourselves, I don't have an issue with you living here. I wouldn't say I like the thought of you being alone, especially with U.A. starting. I know the accommodations may not be what you are used to…"

"Yes," Momo said, cutting her off. "I would love to stay here. It feels so warm and like home when I am here. I promise we can behave," she added, blushing. "I don't want to be inconvenient; I eat quite a bit…"

"Your mother and I have worked that out, and as I said, a maid and chef will be provided, so you don't have to worry about that." Inko smiled, reassuring the girl. "It won't be very long, as you and Izuku will move to the dorms once school starts. You are very dear to me and my son; I want you here." She squeezed the girl's hand.

"I accept," Momo said. Inko's home had always felt like home; there was something about it; she always felt welcomed and safe. It was just this sense of peace that couldn't be explained.

"Good," Inko smirked past the rim of her cup. "So, how was your date?" Her smile broadened as Momo blushed and looked lost for words, only managing that it was everything she had wanted.

Later that day, Momo had to go home to get more clothes, but she would return. Back then, it would only be for a few months, but seeing Izuku every day would be nice.

Of course, Izuku was elated, though feeling like Momo was a little nervous about living together; with them moving to the dorms, they hoped the trend would continue.


Izuku and Momo met with Itsuka, Tetsu, Reiko, and Set to help with their training as they prepared for the regular exam. With Momo and Set helping to tutor them, they also felt confident leading up to the exam.

Izuku was working with Tetsu, helping the boy with some quirk and combat training; he noticed Itsuka and Momo talking. Itsuka was blushing and kept briefly glancing over at him. Izuku was fully distracted when he felt Tetsu's attack getting very close, and he felt his body begin to dodge before he fully processed what was happening. It must have had to do something with his recent rank up; he stopped slipping past Tetsu and tagged him with a punch to the ribs. The clank brought everyone to a stop.

"Oh shit, Tetsu, are you ok?" Izuku was concerned for his friend.

"Aw dude, that was a solid hit," Tetsu rubbed his hand over where he was tagged. "You left an imprint!"

Izuku, shocked, reached over and touched, and sure enough, there was a light imprint of Izuku knuckles. He looked at his hand. It wasn't sore, and he knew he hadn't even hit him that hard. Izuku apologized while trying to hide his concern, but he did not do so well enough from Momo or Itsuka.

He was able to get back on track with training Tetsu; he made sure to keep his focus to avoid any mistakes again. Like the others, Tetsu had been so instrumental in his recovery that they had become gym buddies. Tetsu was one of the only ones who knew what had happened during the recommended exam.

After Tetsu tapped out, he went to work with Rieko. She could grab and hold him with her quirk, but he could Rabbit Step out of her hold. With her, she constantly tried to catch him before he could touch her; he kept his steps small, so she had to continually re-apply her quirk. He noticed he could see things clearer and sharper; he seemed tied in when he ranked up; now, things were crystal clear, far away, and he could pick out extreme details. Even the beads of sweat running down Reiko's chin, dribbling down her neck and collecting….he tripped and fell on his face.

Itsuka was moving slowly; he could see her muscles twitching, coiling, and releasing as she struck. He could move past them, strike, and take her down; she immediately went to grabble mode as they collided, their bodies tangling as she jockeyed for position. He could feel every movement; she was more skilled due to years of training than him, but he could counter his extensive training with Aizawa. It didn't matter how big someone was if they couldn't breathe…

She felt light; she wasn't a heavy girl by any stretch of the imagination, but she felt positively light. With superior speed and strength, he could take advantage and get her in a triangle where she was forced to tap. He released the hold, and she fell back on her breathing very heavy and drenched in sweat; while he was breathing a little heavy, it couldn't be classified as hard.

"Holy Shit Izuku, are you even breathing hard." She caught the towel that Momo tossed her and wiped her face.

"Yeah," he said, getting to his feet. "Good workout. Are you up for another round?"

"Nah, I am good now; we are supposed to study at my house later. Remember, I don't want to fall asleep, or Momo and Set might murder me." She smiled at the heiress, giving her a look when Izuku got to his feet and had his back turned.


-That Night-

"What is going on Izuku?" Momo said, stepping outside onto the back porch.

He leaned back on his hands and sighed, "Itsuka was right. I wasn't breathing hard; I barely put any force into my punch with Tetsu. I just lost focus momentarily, the same thing when I tripped working with Reiko."

"Does this have something to do with the reading last night?" Momo took a seat next to him.

"I am sure it does; I ranked up whatever that means. It happened after Overhaul and then again with Asterius and then Ottar. I feel just better, stronger, faster, you name it. It's amazing and strange, awesome and scary." He looked over at her and felt the warmth of her caring as she looked at him.

"Have you talked to Inko or Mr. Aizawa about it?" she pulled his head over to lay in her lap.

"I tried to reach out to Mr. Aizawa, but he is busy now with the entrance exam. I haven't talked to my mom about it; I don't know if she knows what is happening. Having a codependent quirk with my mom is already strange enough. " He looked up at her and smiled. "I did a lot of research and never found anything like it."

"Does it bother you?" she reached down and ran her finger through his hair.

"No, and yes," he sighed. "I love my Mom, and I feel so close to her, but knowing that my growth is limited in this way sucks. But it's like my white hair; it is just a part of me."

"Maybe because your quirk is so strong and versatile with the ranking up, the multiple parts that to keep it under control, they tied the two of you together till you are ready to be on your own." She smiled sweetly at him.

"I never thought of it that way…" he closed his eyes and relaxed into her affections, "Thanks, Momo."

"Glad I could help Izuku," she continued, running her fingers through his hair. "I hope we are in the same class."

"I do, too," he whispered. "Do you think they are going to pass the exams?"

"I know they will; with all the tutoring and training, I bet they will do amazing." Momo turned her gaze to the night sky. "I want them all to pass so we can all be in the same class and become pros together. Open a huge joint agency and take over the hero business."

"What would we call it?" he mused alongside her.

"I don't know, Olympus?" she laughed.


-Inko and Momo-

"You wanted to talk to me, Inko?" Momo said as she walked into the woman's home office.

Inko had been watching Momo and Izuku while under her roof; she could see the affection the two had for each other, the stolen looks, the secret kisses. She had been wondering if she should offer Momo the blessing. She had known Momo her entire life and was confident in the woman she was becoming and would continue to become.

"I did; you should sit down, as this will be complicated." Inko motioned to the chair across from her; she watched Momo take her seat and give Inko her full attention. "I want to talk to you about Izuku's mark and quirk."

"Aren't they the same thing?" Momo was confused.

"No, they are not. You see, Izuku's actual quirk is Rabbit Step. The mark on his back is called a blessing, or Divine Grace." Inko leaned forward. "The other parts of his abilities are all a result of this blessing, including his rank."

"What does his rank do?" Momo mirrored Inko's posture.

"The numbers on his back are measurements of his physical capabilities, and those increase with his training and experiences," Inko watched Momo as she processed the information. "When he reaches a sufficient number or does something momentous, he gains enough to rank or level up."

"Like a video game?" Momo leaned back.

"Yes," Inko paused. "As he ranks up, he gets stronger and stronger; his baseline abilities are much higher than anyone his age, and even adults, all because of this ranking up. This blessing was bestowed upon him by his Grandma Hess, and I have the same ability."

Momo's eyes widened in surprise. "I want to offer this to you," Inko stopped for a second. "There is something you need to know, and I want you to consider before we proceed any further." Momo nodded. "Doing this will bind you to him and me; any feelings the two of you have will deepen, and you will have to be subject to the readings to grow. The abilities you develop will not be the same as his; we have no idea what they may be. As of now, no one else can do these readings; if they are not done, your growth is slowed, and you will never be able to rank up."

Momo leaned back, her mind racing. "If I do this, then I will have the opportunity to grow stronger, also with possible other abilities?" Inko nodded. "But I will be bound to you and Izuku; what will this bond be exactly."

"I honestly don't know," Inko leaned back. "For you and me, it will be more of a protective nature; for you and Izuku, it will deepen your friendship and romantic feelings towards each other. Please think about it. I was told to trust my instincts, and my instincts tell me you, Momo, are someone I should offer this to. I also trust you to keep this between us. The ramifications could be drastic if this became common knowledge."

"Always Inko," Momo stood and bowed before exiting the room.

Inko leaned back and took a deep breath. It was the first step; she questioned if it was right, but she couldn't stop thinking about it ever since Momo moved in.


-Entrance Exam-

Itsuka, Reiko, and Tetsu stood outside the gates, centering themselves as they prepared for the most important day of their lives. The three friends hugged and wished each other well as they went to the checking area and were directed to different testing areas.


Melissa Shield just smiled as she checked in and made her way toward the exam area; she paused before entering the room, confident in her abilities for the written exam but still worried about the practical portion. She couldn't help but be nervous; she was about to take her first step in following his footsteps, which was nerve-racking. She had a quirk now, his quirk, to be exact. It was a lot of responsibility, a lot to live up to. A loud voice behind her broke her musing.

"GO INSIDE OR GET THE FUCK OUT THE WAY," she turned and saw an angry-looking ash-blonde boy who looked like he had stuck his finger in an electrical socket. When she stepped aside, she swore he growled as she walked by. "DAMN EXTRA, LEARN YOUR PLACE!"

Oh fuck that guy! I hope I am not in his class. I wonder if Izuku got in…stupid Uncle Might. She thought it made her smile as she opened the door and walked in.


Ochaco stood outside the gate as the steady stream of applicants walked past her; she steadied her heart and reached inside her bag, touching a very old but precious All-Might figure. I don't know if you are here, Izuku, but I hope to see you again. I have worked hard to get here; if anyone is listening, let me pass and see him again. With determination to make her dream come true, she entered past the gate, ready to make that dream a reality.