Hello everyone, sorry I haven't posted in a while.

I am hoping to stay on schedule and post a new chapter every week, specifically on Thursdays & Fridays. (Thursdays being the earliest and Fridays being the latest)

Again this FanFic is based on my ideas and my imagination of how things could have gone with my OC's. It came about from my obsession for Bakugo, Hawks and Eraserhead lol. I couldn't find it in me to choose one of them to focus this story on. Also be aware, there will be spoilers, as I am basing my story off of where Season 6 left off. It also will not always be accurate because I will be changing things up to benefit my storyline.

Please leave comments for me if there's anything that doesn't make sense, or if I make a mistake and get something wrong. :)

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Chapter 6:

Noriko was used to training both her quirk and her body. From the minute her quirk had manifested, her family had helped her learn how to use it. Then when her sisters went through hero training, they hadn't hesitated to teach her as well.

After Yaeko was arrested and they were forced to move to California, Akari hadn't stopped training even when she was forced to desk duty. So of course, Noriko took the opportunity to continue training with her since she was robbed of the opportunity to enroll in Hero Courses.

Aside from her regular training with Akari, she had also received private quirk training with a Hero Commission puppet. The hero commission hadn't just been satisfied by sending them away from their home, they also wanted to control them.

Madam President had made it mandatory that Noriko meet with a quirk specialist to ensure she learned how to properly control her quirk. After seeing details of Noriko's quirk in the registry, they wanted to make sure she wouldn't lose control like her sister. They both had powerful quirks, and Noriko's could cause a lot of damage.

Despite the bitter feelings she held for the hero commission, she was grateful for the quirk specialist. The control she had gained over her quirk had surpassed anything she could have done in hero school in a few months. Coupled with the rigorous combat training with Akari, Noriko was a force to be reckoned with.

Her power and control were something she prided herself in, having kept up with her training despite her circumstances. And she was especially grateful for it now, since it was the only reason that she was still standing upright.

None of her previous training compared to strength of the number 1 hero. He was in a whole different league than either of her sisters. Endeavor had wanted to see what she could do by testing her endurance, and she had been extremely confident when she'd stepped into the ring. Until he had basically wiped the floor with her, having blocked all her attacks as easily as if he was swatting a fly away. And to think that this man used to always come second to All Might, made it hard to imagine how much stronger he had been before his retirement.

Now, she was contemplating life, sweating heavily, and struggling to catch her breath. She barely resisted the urge to keel over from exhaustion, not wanting to look weak in front of him. Instead, she lifted her hands, linking them behind her head to clear her airways and get her breathing back to normal.

"You're much more advanced than I had originally thought." Endeavor's piercing blue eyes stared down at her, not a single bead of sweat in sight. It was infuriating and she was barely able to keep her irritation from seeping through.

"Really? And here I thought I was giving you a run for your money, number 1." She snarked before she could stop herself.

"While I admit that I did not expect you to have such control over your quirk, you're still not fast enough to keep up." He answered honestly, and the vein in her temple throbbed with her irritation. But she kept quiet, not wanting to piss him off, least he changes his mind about training her.

"Guess I'll just have to work harder." Noriko bit out, sending the flame hero a dark look.

Her whole body was aching from the strain of training nonstop, but she was determined to prove she was worth being here. She didn't want anyone to ever doubt her capabilities simply because the hero commission handed her this opportunity to 'make it up to her family'.

Endeavor motioned for her to get into position again, and she immediately dropped her arms to face him. Before getting into a fighting stance, she shrugged off her hoodie, using it to wipe some of the sweat from her face. It was too hot to keep it on and she felt like she was being restricted by the uncomfortable damp hoodie. She eyed the pro as she tightened her ponytail, trying to determine how to get close enough to land at least one damn hit on him.

Noriko faced her mentor as she started mentally sorting through different combination moves in her head. Her biggest problem was his flames that pushed her back every time. She had been holding back, not wanting to reveal all her tricks, but now she had no choice.

But before she could make her move, the door to the private training room was kicked open. Without hesitation she spun around, already crouched in a fighting stance, her hands glowing red.

Endeavor was impressed with her reaction time despite her exhaustion. They had been training since the morning, and he was surprised to notice 2 hours had passed since. He hadn't realized they had been training for that long until he looked at the clock above the doors that had been throw open. They were supposed to have finished 30 minutes ago, which explained why his three work study students had come hunting him down.

The dramatic entrance was curtesy of Katsuki Bakugo, the resident hot head. He stepped into the at the room, his red eyes blazing with irritation. Behind him was Midoriya and his son Shoto, the former smiling sheepishly and the latter completely unbothered as per usual.

"HOW DO YOU SCHEDULE A MEETING TIME AND THEN NOT SHOW UP OLD MAN?!" The blonde snarled, smoke leaking out from his clenched fists.

"Kacchan, calm down." Midoriya's calm voice tried to soothe his childhood friend, not showing the usual timidness from before the war. His eyes had also lost a bit of that youthful naivety he had once had.

"Don't tell me what to do Deku, you damn nerd!" Although he was yelling, Bakugo's words didn't have the same venom as before.

Their relationship had greatly improved since the day Bakugo himself had led his entire class to bring Midoriya back to UA high. He was still as volatile as always, but Bakugo had come a long way from when he first started at UA.

"I apologize for my tardiness; I lost track of time." Endeavor's polite response was incredibly formal, just like the hero himself. His manners were impeccable despite his surly deposition.

"Don't let that shit happen again! You're supposed to be the number one hero and training us, not wasting our time." Bakugo snapped as he straightened to his full height, not even looking in Noriko's direction.

"Who the hell is the angry Pomeranian?" Noriko asked, having relaxed once she realized there was no danger. She was less than impressed by him as she studied his arrogant stance.

"That is Katsuki Bakugo, one of the students from UA that does work study here. The two behind him are also students from UA, in the same hero class. The one with the green hair is Izuku Midoriya and the other one is Shoto Todoroki, my youngest son." Endeavor introduced them in his same deep monotone voice. Noriko's eyebrow quirked in surprise at hearing that one of the students was his son.

Both Midoriya and Todoroki bowed as they greeted her, their eyes shining with curiosity. She briefly wondered if the pro had informed his proteges about her. But she didn't voice her question, instead Noriko returned the bow. At the same time she opened her mouth to introduce herself only to be cut off by Bakugo.

"What the hell did you call me you damn extra?!" Bakugo snarled glaring at Noriko, taking a step closer.

It had only been a couple hours that Endeavor had been working with the girl, but he'd quickly come to understand her. She was a lot like Bakugo, proud and dedicated to becoming better. She also had the same bad temper and competitive nature, which was why he wasn't surprised when she didn't cower away from the aggressive blonde.

"Are you hard of hearing or are you just plain stupid? And just who the hell do you think you're calling an extra you poorly groomed Pomeranian." She snapped back, taking a step forward as well.

"Do you want to die today?" Bakugo snarled, unclenching his hands to let off warning pops.

"And who's going to kill me? You?" Her laugh rang out across the room just as her hands started glowing a red color.

A sadistic smile played on Bakugo's lips, his eyes lighting up with the challenge. "You little bi-." Noriko interrupted him with a tsking sound.

"Now, now. I'd watch my mouth if I were you. Aren't you here as an intern for Japan's number one hero?

"And what if I am?!" He snarled back while his red eyes practically glowed with his rage.

"So, you should be a good little hero wannabe and set an example for the rest." She interrupted him with a mocking tone.

"You've got some balls to talk to me like that, you damn side character!"

"My name is Noriko Imai; it would do you well to remember the name of the person who's going to put you on your ass."

Endeavor had half a mind to interfere before a full-on brawl could break out, but another part of him was curious of how it would end. It was well known that his three pupils were the strongest students in class A, the same class that Noriko would be joining in less than a month. He still had his doubts about her, even though she had proven she was stronger than her file had led on. He was sure she was still holding back and wasn't fully showing him what her quirk could do.

Glancing over at Bakugo, he thought about allowing them to fight against each other. It wouldn't hurt to see how she held up against one of the strongest in the class to clear any lingering doubts about her capabilities.

Though, Katsuki Bakugo probably wasn't the wisest choice considering his bad temper. But for that same reason, he could just be the perfect opponent to test her. He was the least likely to hold back simply because she was a girl, so the pro-hero decided not to interfere.

"Tch, you think your tiny ass could handle a fight with me?" Bakugo laughed harshly, tilting his head so he could look down his nose at her. "Remember my name, sweet cheeks, cause I'm gonna be the guy that humbles you."

"Remember your name, huh? Endeavor did say it earlier. What was it? Baku, Baku- something... oh I got it! Bakubitch, wasn't it?" She tilted her head to the side innocently, flashing a smirk at Bakugo.

Had her attention not been solely on the angry blonde, Noriko probably would have busted out laughing at the expression on everyone else's face. The guy Endeavor had said was his son, was watching with shocked wide eyes, while the one next to him, Midoriya, practically had his jaw on the ground. Endeavor just sighed, looking like he was regretting his life choices.

"That's it, I'm going to fuck you up, you piece of shit!" Bakugo, who was basically shaking with his barely restrained rage, snarled. He didn't hesitate to launch himself towards the tiny girl standing in the middle of the training ring.

"Bakugo!" "Kacchan!" He heard icy-hot and Deku yell at the same time behind him, but he was too pissed to care. His entire focus was on the smug girl who had the audacity to mock him.

She didn't even flinch as he got closer, his explosions propelling him towards her at a neck breaking speed. There was no way she was going to be able to dodge him at this rate. Smirking, he brought his right hand forward to fire off a blast directly in her face, confident he had the advantage.

Suddenly, a crystal-like barrier spurted from the ground. Cursing, Bakugo quickly corrected his trajectory to fly over top of it, examining it as he did. It wasn't anything special, only standing a couple feet taller than him and barely wide enough to cover her. But even so, it hadn't collapsed under his attack. Only the surface of the wall had cracked slightly, small pieces of debris raining down to the floor.

His eyes moved to scan the ground for his opponent as he glided over the wall. It was only then that he realized there was a dense fog obscuring his view. His brows furrowed but continued to use his blasts to keep him in the air. The fog seemed to have no source, but then again, he couldn't really see anything as it seemed to be surrounding him now.

Is she the one making this fog? Does she have multiple quirks like Deku? Bakugo wondered as he tried to find any indication of where she was. He didn't stop shotting blasts, not wanting to be caught off guard by her on the ground where the fog was thickest.

"Boo." Her voice sounded lowly in his ear from somewhere behind him.

Eyes widening, he twisted his body to get away from her, only to feel a solid kick in his back. He let out a chocked grunt as his body was thrown towards the ground. The hit plus the dense fog disoriented him so he couldn't use his quirk to keep him from landing hard. A choked cough escaped him, as what little air he had left was forced out of him due to the impact.

What the hell is this girl's quirk? Was all he was able to think as he laid where he landed for a second to get his bearings.

He couldn't believe she had not only snuck up on him, but also landed such a hard hit on him. Sucking in a strangled breath, he pushed himself to get back up, not ready to give up yet. He was going to beat her because he was going to be the next number 1 hero and he wasn't going to let some pipsqueak extra beat him.

He'd just barely rolled onto his back when she landed next to him. A bow staff of the same composition as the weird structure from before in her hands and pointed at his face. Eyeing the bow staff, he didn't move, trying to gauge if she was going to attack him while he was down.

"What were you saying earlier? That you were going to fuck who up? Me?" She asked in a sickly-sweet tone that didn't match the dark grin on her face.

Taking a second to catch his breath, Bakugo took the chance to really examine his opponent. He begrudgingly had to admit she wasn't bad to look at, as his eyes traveled up from the bow staff to her face. The first thing he noticed were her blue-green eyes that were sparkling with smug amusement.

Next was her dark blue hair, which was streaked with lighter tones of blue and green that he could see despite it being pulled back in a high ponytail. She was wearing a short black sleeve cropped top that showed off her toned midriff, and joggers that highlighted the swell of her hips and ass perfectly.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer." She chuckled, moving to back away from him. His eyes narrowed at her mocking tone.

He didn't let her get far, swinging his legs to knock hers out from under her. Noriko's eyes widened as she fell, the staff disintegrating as she let go of it to try and catch herself. Bakugo chuckled darkly as he shot up to tackle her while she was still unsteadily trying to right herself. Grabbing her hands in one of his was easy since she was much smaller than him. His other hand came up to point at her face, threatening to blow her to pieces.

"So, what were you saying, sweet cheeks?" He mocked, red eyes glittering from his victory.

Noriko eyes narrowed at the stupid nickname, annoyed with herself for letting her guard down. But she wasn't going down just yet, she was too stubborn for that. She squirmed to try and loosen her hands, when she caught a whiff of a scent she recognized. Burnt sugar and caramel. Is that nitroglycerin? Is that how he sets off those explosions of his? She wondered, looking up at him curiously.

Just as she looked up, a bead of sweat dripped from his forehead to the corner of her mouth. Before she could even feel disgusted by it, she felt the sweet burn on her tongue. Her eyes widened when she recognized the composition of the bead thanks to her quirk. He sweats nitroglycerin, she realized in amazement.

Knowing this could work to her advantage, Noriko chuckled. With a little smirk still playing on her lips, she concentrated on producing the smallest of sparks on her tongue. When she felt the moment it ignited, she blew a short breath up at him. A small fire burst from her lips and into his unsuspecting face.

"What the fuck?!" He jerked back, startled.

She can breathe fire too?! Bakugo's mind was racing as he tried to figure out what the hell her quirk was. At the same time, he tried to readjust himself so she wouldn't escape him.

Noriko had to begrudgingly admit he had pretty good reflexes. Even being caught off guard, he didn't let his hold on her drop completely. He simply readjusted so he was a safe distance from her face and continued to aim his blasts at her. He remained unbothered by the fact that she had managed to partially free herself. He was underestimating her, not considering her enough of a threat to worry about her gaining control of the fight again.

Using her free hand, she reached up to push against his chest to try and flip him over. However, much to her frustration, he didn't budge an inch just increased his explosions to stop her from moving.

"Stop fighting and just admit I beat you already!" He snarled down at her with a wicked smirk on his lips.

"You wish, you cocky bastard."

Deciding she had enough, Noriko quickly reached for the hand shotting warning blasts at her face. Since she now had a vague idea how his quirk worked, she could nullify it. Her hand wrapped around his, and focused on rapidly cooling down the temperature of his hand, effectively freezing his sweat. His eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at the light layer of frost covered his hand.

It was enough of a distraction that she was able to bring her legs up around him. Twisting her lower body while pushing harder on his shoulder, she was finally able to fully flip them until she was on top. She didn't stop moving them until she had her legs in a better position over his to keep him down.

It was Noriko's turn to be smug, thinking she had won the fight, until she realized he still had use of his other hand. He smirked darkly as his palm began glowing brightly as he powered up to blast her with the biggest explosion yet. Eyes wide, she let go of him completely and raised her arms on instinct, knowing she wouldn't be able to move in time. She barely managed to cover her arms with her crystallization when she felt the hit.

A startled yelp escaped her lips when she felt herself being flung back by the force. Noriko could feel the heat of his quirk across her arms and chest as she landed roughly on her back.

The force behind the blast and the hard landing had done nothing for her already sore body, so she couldn't help but groan when she tried to move. Opening her eyes, her vision was a little blurry, so she blinked a few times to clear it.

Once she was able to see clearly, she pushed herself into a sitting position. The first thing she saw was Bakugo sitting up as well, his eyes focused on her. She was confused as to what he was looking at until she followed his eyes. Looking down, she groaned again but this time in annoyance. Her top was in tatters, hanging off her and exposing her bright red sports bra.

"This was why I didn't get too close to Endeavor's fire! I didn't want my clothes being burned off. Now you owe me a new fucking top." Noriko whined, reaching up to rip the remaining scraps off.

"There isn't a single mark on you." Bakugo muttered; his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Because I'm essentially fireproof." She snipped back, wincing as she stood up.

She stretched her arms out for a moment, trying to rid herself of some of the soreness in them. Noticing Bakugo was still on the ground staring her down, she began walking over to him.

Bakugo couldn't help but watch her while she approached him, his eyes scanning her from head to toe again. Earlier when he'd gave her a once over, he had downplayed how attractive he thought she was. He didn't want to admit how attractive he thought she was when he had been determined to beat her. Now, after discovering she was basically indestructible and his quirk wouldn't burn her, he found he was even more attracted to her.

What had completely convinced him of his attraction though, was watching her rip off the rest of her ruined top. A bolt of awareness had shot through his body and made him wish he was the one ripping it off her.

"Excuse me, your name was Noriko Imai, right?" A familiar voice interrupted his thoughts.

Bakugo forcibly had to rip his eyes off her, to look at Deku standing outside the ring. His eyes were shining with interest as he looked at her. Gritting his teeth, Bakugo opened his mouth to snapped at him to mind his damn business, when a hand was suddenly in his face. Looking up, he met her blue-green eyes that were looking at him expectantly.

"You gonna just sit there all day or are you planning on getting up?"

"Tch."

He slapped her hand away, and pulled himself up until he was towering over her. She raised an eyebrow at him but didn't comment. She didn't even flinch away from him or look bothered by his imposing height. Instead, she turned to face the damn nerd and bowed slightly.

"Yes, I am, and you're Midoriya right?" She flashed a small polite smile, which only served to irritate Bakugo even more.

"Y-yes, it's nice to meet you, Imai-san." The stupid nerd was blushing as he bowed. "Do you mind if I ask you a couple questions about your quirk?" He rushed out once he straightened.

"Tch." Of course, he wanted to know about her quirk. It was a miracle he didn't take out his stupid notebook to take notes on it.

Noriko side eyed Bakugo when she heard him scoff, but otherwise didn't say anything. After he slapped her hand away, she decided she wasn't going to entertain his bad attitude. She knew her own temper well enough to know they both would go at it again if she responded. So, the best course of action was to ignore him, least she gets herself in trouble.

Such a shame, she thought wistfully. He was devastatingly handsome, if one got passed the scary scowl that seemed to be a permanent feature on his face. Choosing not to dwell on that thought, though, she turned back to Midoriya, who was also very handsome in a boyish way.

"Sure, what would you like to know?"

"How were you able to create that barrier and the fog? How were you also able to move so quick and fly? And how did you stop Kacchan's attack like that? And do you breathe fire? You also hardened the skin around your arms when Kacchan attacked you with that last blast. Which by the way, why didn't you get burned?" He shot question after question, barely taking a breath between words. Noriko blinked, her lips twitching slightly in amusement.

"My quirk is called Molecular Manipulation, which is just exactly as it sounds but it's also a bit more complicated since I can also produce sparks all throughout my body." She scratched the back of her head as she tried to find the words to properly explain it. "I can manipulate and create molecules on a chemical level, so I can't use it on people like my older sister does. Creating and manipulating molecules is the basis of my crystallization, which is how I create solid objects like the barrier and staff. That's also what I covered my arms in, so I actually didn't harden my skin, just added a protective layer on it. Which I did only because I knew the force of the explosion would have definitely either bruised me or fractured my arms. As for the moving around quicker, I just use the molecules in the air by heating them up quickly and using their kinetic energy to help me move faster or fly."

"That doesn't explain why you didn't get burned or how you froze my hand." Bakugo was the one who spoke up the question this time.

He looked down at the hand that she had partially frozen, which no longer had frost on it. His body temperature was naturally high because of his quirk, so even though his hand still felt cold, it was slowly warming up.

"My skin is fireproof because of the sparks I can produce across my body. They're only ever dangerous if I create a chemical reaction that would ignite if I used the sparks. Which is also how I was able to 'breathe fire', I used your sweat as an accelerant." She smirked up at him, enjoying the look of confusion on his face.

"How?" Midoriya looked just as baffled as Bakugo.

"I recognized the scent of Nitroglycerin, but I wasn't sure how he created it until a bead of his sweat fell into my mouth. It sounds gross, but once it touched my skin, I was able to detect the composition of his sweat thanks to my quirk. So naturally, I produced a spark on my tongue to create that little fire ball. As for your hand, since you sweat nitroglycerin, I just manipulated the temperature of the molecules to freeze it." I shrugged my shoulders, noticing Endeavor and his son had come closer to listen to me explain my quirk.

"I had a feeling you hadn't told me everything about your quirk." He said simply, crossing his arms over his chest.

"So, you let the angry Pomeranian blow me up to prove a point?" She asked drily, ignoring the warning growl that came from Bakugo.

"No, that was just to see how you held up against one of the top three of UA's hero course students." Her eyebrows shot up as she turned to look at Bakugo.

He tiled his head back and shoved his hands into the pockets of his black sweats, while his cocky smirk flashed down at her. Her eyes narrowed in irritation even as she felt herself getting flustered by how good he looked.

"Standards are that low at UA, huh?" She couldn't help herself from egging the blonde man.

"What the hell did you just say?" He snarled, getting in her personal bubble to lean down and glare at her. "In case you hadn't noticed, I won that fight, sweet cheeks."

"Considering the only thing that you fucked up was my top, it was more of a tie, darling." Noriko drawled, looking up at Bakugo.

She noticed his eye twitch in annoyance, and she wondered if it was her casual response or the fact that she was mostly unbothered by him. Bakugo had crowded closer to her as an intimidation tactic but instead it had a complete opposite effect. She was hyper aware of how close he was to her, especially because she was wrapped up by the smell of burnt sugar. It was ridiculously unfair how the nitroglycerin in his sweat made him smell so good.

"Alright, that's enough." Endeavor voice cut through the tension between the two. "Midoriya, as we discussed in the last meeting, you need will be going to the hospital to see Dr. Imai for a checkup. I expect you to bring me back a fully completed physical and letter from her clearing you to return to hero work. Bakugo, Shoto; you will be coming to do rounds with me."

Noriko's head tilted in curiosity, looking at the curly haired boy. He looked perfectly healthy, so why would he need to go see her sister? She hadn't paid much attention to her sister's assignments, mostly because medical talk bored her. Akari was much more adept at it than she was, but now she wished she paid more attention. It was a surprise to hear that one of her future classmates was one her sister's assigned patients.

"Miss Imai, our training session is done for the day. Your other lessons aren't scheduled until later this afternoon, so you may go with Midoriya to the hospital. I do recall your sisters saying something about taking lunch together." Endeavor's voice snapped her out of her thoughts.

Noriko blinked, having been caught off guard. She hadn't expected to be allowed to leave so early in her day. She looked over at Midoriya, who smiled sweetly at her, then back to her mentor.

"Thank you, Endeavor-san, will I have to return with Midoriya after he is done with Yaeko?"

"No, I'll send Burnin' to get you before your lessons are set to start."

"Great, thank you again." She turned back to Midoriya. "Mind if I go clean up and change clothes before we head out?"

His green curls flew around messily on his head from how fast he shook it. There was also a slight blush adorning his cheeks, and he couldn't meet her eyes when he responded. "of course not, I figured you'd want to change since Kacchan, uh, burned your top."

Chuckling, she turned on her heels and started to her room. "Thanks Broccoli head, I'll meet you in the lobby in 10. And you, don't forget you owe me a new top." She turned her head slightly to look at Bakugo as she walked.

"I don't owe you a goddamn thing!" Came his snarled response at the same time Midoriya asked, "Broccoli head?"

Noriko bit back the laugh she felt coming up from his response. Despite the bad temperament, she found herself intrigued by the angry blonde. She could also respect his power and abilities, especially when they bore a strong resemblance to hers.

Wonder if Endeavor will let me partner up with him to train, she mused as she took the elevator to the floor her suite was located. It wouldn't hurt to ask her mentor, especially since it would most certainly help her prepare for her Provisional Hero Licensing exam.