Drawing little more than a spare glance from the receptionist, Izuku walks into the building containing Mt Lady's agency with a heavy box in hand. Taking the elevator up to her offices, he's greeted by the blonde Heroine half hanging off the couch, looking bored as can be. As the elevator doors ding open, her stunning purple eyes lock onto him before she perks up immediately.
"Is that what I think it is, Izuku?" she asks, hopping off the couch before giving a stretch.
Fluffy green hair bobs as the boy nods, "I just finished it earlier and tested it myself to make sure it wouldn't just fall apart. I don't know how well it will do on the job, or how long it will hold together, but..." The box is snatched from his hands, Yu setting it on the table and pulling open the lid.
"It'll be fine," she says, waving away his worries, "You did your best, and this looks pretty darn good." Lifting out the chestpiece, the rough, matte finish is perfectly dyed and the magnetic clasps hold together even with a solid shake. "Well, I suppose I should get my hero outfit on so we can make sure it fits right." Setting the chestplate back in the box, she moves to get her hero suit, before pausing. "Remember, Izuku, no peeking... Unless maybe you wanna play dress-up with your favourite Heroine?"
His mouth opens to respond before he flushes red with embarrassment and lets out a whiny "Yuuu..."
Giggling like a schoolgirl, Yu slips into the changing room and does what the room is meant for. Off comes her street clothes, on goes her hero costume. Wiggling her toes in the infused hair and cloth outfit, a brief thought strikes her about asking Izuku if he can figure out how to make growing boots eventually. Heading back into the main room, she can't help but notice how his eyes light up as he sees her in costume. "Well, Izuku," she starts, holding her arms up, "are you going to help me put it on and get it fitted?"
Excitement changes to embarrassment as Izuku's face flushes red, his freckles and hair making him look almost like a strawberry. Regardless, with all the bravery a normal teenage boy can muster, he brings the pieces over, starting first with the skirt. His hands ghost over her waist and thighs as he clicks on the skirt, despite already having rather intimately touched them before. After aligning the magnets and shaking out any misaligned links, he steps back to look.
The waist remains loose enough it won't just pop free, while not allowing too much movement. The skirt extends halfway down her thigh, the purple quirk-dyed metal shining bright, having been recently polished. As Izuku pulls back, Yu gives her hips a few shakes, feeling the way the skirt sways and swings. Turning away from him, she reaches up before bending to reach for her toes, giving her student an excellent view of her tight backside in her equally tight hero suit.
"Well, this feels like it fits good, now for the main event." Yu says, turning back to face the still blushing Izuku. While she lifts her arms, it takes him a moment before he gets to his feet, lifting up the top half of her new protective gear. The magnets holding the sides together come apart as he pulls, though not without some effort on his part. Split like a strange clam, the back half is lifted over her head and lowered into place, joining the front half with the clicks of magnets grabbing each other. With it in place, nervous fingers adjust the numerous straps, tightening the armour around her torso.
When he gets the last of the straps adjusted just right, Izuku steps back, his hands clasped together nervously. "That's it... Is it alright?"
Rolling her shoulders and wiggling her hips, Yu gives her green haired not yet Support Technician a grin. "Feels good, Izuku. Maybe a little tight in the chest, but that can be fixed by adjusting a few straps later. Want to hit the gym in a bit and give it a run through its paces?" He nods, an eager grin overtaking his nervousness as her own grin widens. "Great, but first, I've got something to show you and give to you." A soft blush fills his cheeks as she grabs his hand before dragging him into her office. With a twirl and a pose, she points to the wall with a "Tada!".
Spread out on the wall in full 60cmX90cm, his drawing for her is now blown up into a poster. If not for the lack of colour, he'd have mistaken it for proper merchandise. "Whoa, is that alright, Yu-Sensei? I mean, it's really not that good, and this is your office and..."
"I think it looks great," she replies, throwing an arm over his shoulder and pulling up next to him. "You did a really good job with it." Releasing him, she slips behind her desk to pull out a poster tube, "And for what I need to give you, Behold." Drawn out from the tube is a second copy of the poster, this one slightly different. Down in the open bottom corner, her signature is scrawled in violet ink, paired with a bright pink lipstick kiss. "A copy for you, signed by yours truly. A unique bit of merch that only you and I will have. What do you think?" she asks as one hand holds out the poster to him, the other resting on her hip in a proud pose.
Emerald eyes water up before an arm brushes them away as he smiles at her. "It's amazing, Yu-Sensei! I'll cherish it forever!"
Unable to hold back her smile, Yu does a small fist pump before passing the poster tube to Izuku. "Well I'm glad you like it. Now, if you have the time, what do you say we head down to the gym and give this suit a run through its paces? We won't have the space to test how well it comes off when I grow, but if you're interested, we could do a little hand to hand practice, see how it holds up if some villain wants to get... handsy."
Pink fills Izuku's cheeks as her hands start making very lewd grabbing motions, but he nods and says, "I've... not gotten much practice fighting yet, but I'll do my best, Sensei."
Running the armour through the basics proves quite successful. It holds strong through running, shadowboxing and most stretches, only giving up a few magnets of grip on some more extreme ones. With those out of the way, mats were brought out and a ring was made in the middle of the gym. All too soon, Izuku found himself standing across from her, ready to actually try fighting for once.
"I'm ready whenever you are, Izuku."
Gloved hands clench into fists as he lowers himself just a little before throwing himself at her. A sloppy, telegraphed punch is easily deflected by the heroine who counters with a quick but weak jab he's just barely able to avoid. He just barely manages to slip a grab before stumbling back to avoid a leg sweep. She straightens up, armour still in place as she takes a slightly more relaxed stance. "Not bad, Izuku. You're pretty good at dodging."
"I've uh... had a lot of practice I guess." He nervously replies while scratching his head.
It only takes a few seconds for Yu's brain to put two and two together to get bullying, so she twirls a hair drill with a finger as she says, "We can discuss your prior training later, we still need to test out my new armour." Rapping her knuckles against her chestplate, the hard knocking sound gets Izuku to take up a fighting pose again. Three punches hit her torso in short order, the blows almost entirely dissipated by the hard shell and soft interior. "Not bad, but you need to work on your form, my student." She says while making the motion of dusting off the chestplate, "Now how about some grappling?"
With a gulp and a nod, Izuku steps in close, eyeing her up and down before setting his feet and grabbing for her shoulder and waist. With the chest plate in his grip, he tries to lift and throw her but the magnets give away almost immediately. The chest plate gets yanked up and off as his footing slips, sending the front plate flying behind him as he hits the ground. No longer supported, the back plate hits the ground at almost the same time before Yu takes a couple steps over him. "Well, at least we know it'll help prevent me from getting tossed, though now I have to worry about losing the parts or it getting stolen..." Squatting slightly, she offers him a hand that he readily takes.
She takes a step back as she pulls him to his feet, before closing the already small distance between them and wrapping her arms around him in an embrace. "Looks like we'll have to work on your grappling and throws too." He immediately starts blushing and she leans in closer and closer, bodies pressed close together until till he closes his eyes and the tips of their noses touch. Moving a half step back, she suddenly grabs him around the arm before throwing him to the mat in a textbook Judo shoulder toss. "I suppose I'll have to train you to not get distracted in combat either." She adds, squatting right next to his head with a pink cheeked smirk.
Midoriya's hands come up to cover his still crimson face as he groans.
With an excited spring in his step and a glowing smile on his face, Izuku walks into Yu's agency's building, ready for his Saturday afternoon training. After all, when Yu's growth testing proved his armour detaches safely and properly and it got the go ahead for use, he can't help but feel good seeing it take the Hero News by storm. When she was asked who designed her new armour, he almost had a panic attack until she said it was from a prospective Support course student. The terror of potential public recognition got replaced swiftly by laugher as a clip of her taking down a villain by ripping of her own armour and beating the guy over the head with it plays, earning the Top Takedown of the Week title. But with all of that being yesterday, Izuku enters the gym, pumped up and ready to go until his brain and body come to a screeching halt at the sight of his Sensei doing some toe touches while facing away from him while wearing incredibly tight sports shorts.
Spotting his reflection as she straightens up, her loose white tank top slides back down her back before she throws a grin over her shoulder. "Hey Izuku, right on time. I've got the weekend off, so I figured I'd join you for your workout." Spinning around, she sets her hands on her hips before asking, "All right Green Bean, you ready to build some muscle?"
His heavy blush and stunned silence speak volumes.
"Go get changed and we can get started, Izuku." she says, sauntering over as he seems rooted to the spot. Stepping past, she turns and gives him a quick pat on the back that makes him jump forward before hurring off to go change. He returns only a few minutes later, wearing a pair of shorts and a light tee shirt. "Alright, time to start with some warmup stretches. You want any music?"
"Oh, I uh, normally put on Present Mic's Put Your Hands Up Radio show." Izuku replies, ruffling his own fluffy green hair.
"Sounds good to me, you know where the plug in is."
He runs over to a small table near the wall, pulls out his phone and plugs it in, a nearly over song suddenly coming from the speakers around the gym. Returning just as quickly, he takes a spot next to her and says, "Ready when you are, Sensei!"
Yu begins, guiding him through a fairly standard stretching routine. With the mirror wall ahead, he can imitate her while comparing his own form to hers, though on several occasions he finds himself staring as her tank top rises, or her shorts cling tight to her lower body as she stretches. Naturally Yu notices, though practice lets her keep her grin under control while Izuku fights down his blushes. Twenty blood pumping minutes later and the two are warmed up and ready to go.
Taking a swig from her water bottle, she sets it aside before turning to her student with a smile. "So, where do we wanna start, Izuku? We can spot each other on the bench press or squats, we've got free weights and the assorted machines. Of course, we gotta save the treadmill for last, Pro Trainers say to do Cardio last to make it more effective."
Green eyes wander over the equipment all around the room, before he points to the bench press. "Can we start with that? It's going to be the hardest, so I figure we should be in our best condition when we do it so that if something goes wrong we can keep each other from getting hurt."
"Sounds like a plan. I'll go first and then you can show me how much meat you've put on those twigs." Izuku nods before moving over as Yu slides a fifteen and ten kilo plate onto each side of the bar. Sitting in place, she asks, "This isn't too crazy for me, but I still have to ask, do you know how to spot for this?"
"I've never done it before but I made sure to look up everything I could think of before I started using your gym, Sensei, including how to spot. For the bench press, you stay above their head, keeping close to the bar, but don't touch it. Make sure you're always ready to grab it and use an over and under grip if it's really heavy." His face scrunches up in thought briefly before he adds, "Oh, and help lift and re-rack the bar."
Giving him an affirmative nod, Yu lays down on the bench, sliding up into place before getting a grip on the bar. Izuku takes his place at her head and grabs the bar with her. "Ready?" With his nod the pair lift the bar into the starting position before he lets go. The strain as she lowers to start the first rep is a bit more than expected, but the burn is tempered by her cute student leaning over her, ready to catch the weight. His tee shirt is too tight to flutter and reveal anything unlike her own top, but his admiring eyes locked on her feels just as good as she begins her set.
It takes almost no time for her to finish the first set, and as she rests up for the second she tilts her head back to look up at her student. "I guess it's been a bit longer than I thought since I've last gotten a good workout in. That's a bit... harder than I thought." Stretching her arms back causes her bust to push forward and Izuku's shorts to stir before they're interrupted by her timer going off. "Second set, let's go." She says getting back into position, Izuku taking his own.
After a grand total of five sets she slips out from under the bar and grabs her water bottle. Fresh cool water sprays out into her mouth as she squeezes, and with a little not so accidental clumsiness, a stray squirt drips down onto her tank top where the white cotton greedily drinks it up. Not enough to reveal anything but more than enough to kickstart a teenage boy's imagination.
Gently massaging her shoulders, she watches a flustered Izuku take off the ten kilo plates, leaving both fifteens on before sitting down. Like the reverse of her sets, she takes up the spotter spot, hands at the ready while he lays down, his fluffy hair nearly tickling her crotch. Once he's got his grip and she's got hers, she helps him lift off, bringing the bar over to neutral as her leaning lets her loose tank top hang open right above him.
His emerald eyes can't help but trace up her pale muscled stomach up until they find the light purple underside of her bra covered breasts. The bar almost slips from his grip as his cheeks explode with red and his face turns sharply to the side to avoid looking. "Whoa there, Izuku, you gotta keep focused." Yu says, still supporting the bar, "Getting distracted is a quick way to get hurt, in the gym or out being a Hero."
Taking a deep breath, he turns his gaze back up and re-grabs the bar, doing his best to ignore the indecent view he's getting. "I'm ready." Yu's grip slowly eases till he's holding it up on his own. Just like his teacher, he goes through a 5x5, resting for a couple minutes between each set. By the end his arms burn, but more than that, he can both feel his own and see his teacher's pride.
"Not bad," She says, ruffling his soft, fluffy hair with a hand, "At this point, you're probably stronger than most of your classmates, and with a few months to spare before high school." Easing away as he grabs his water bottle, she sets her hands on her hips and asks, "So, have you figured out what kind of fighting you want to learn yet? It's not a rush, but the earlier you start learning the better."
Water cuts through the air as he squeezes out a drink before setting it aside as he looks up at her from his seat on the bench. "I've started studying Judo throws because they'll be a useful base for takedowns, but for actually fighting, something like Kickboxing maybe? I don't have a quirk to worry about so something flexible that uses the whole body seems like a smart idea."
His teacher nods and gives him a gentle slap on the shoulder. "That's some good thinking. A lot of heroes get caught up in fighting styles that rely on their quirk, so when they can't use it they end up in trouble. Then again, when you're crazy strong like All Might, I guess you can just punch things all the time."
He nods in agreement before turning to her and asking, "What kind of fighting style do you use, Sensei? I've looked over as many of your fights as I can, but I haven't been able to pin anything specific down. It's almost like you learned to use your quirk first, and if that doesn't work or isn't possible, you kind of just brawl like..." His eyes meet hers before she tries to look away, rubbing her head in embarrassment. "Oh, uh, it's not like that's bad or anything, you're pretty strong and have a quirk you can reliably fall back on and..."
A finger presses to his lips as she shushes him, "It's fine, I know I need to work on it, but it's like you said before. We can only get better from here, and we'll do it together." With a half smile, half smirk, she watches his eyes light up before a stream of words about fighting styles start tumbling from his mouth. Silencing him once again with a finger, she taps the tip of his nose before saying, "Later. We're in the middle of a workout right now, we can workout our minds after."
Green hair bobs vigorously as he nods before they move to some other machines. Going quickly though the gym's somewhat small assortment of strength training machines, they move onto free weights before getting ready for cardio and cooldown. While Izuku puts away some weights, Yu takes a moment to stealthily unscrew the cap of her water bottle enough that just a squeeze should set it free.
"We're in the home stretch now." Yu says, raising her bottle, "Let's aim for a thirty minute run on the treadmill before we hit the showers." He looks to her before nodding, and with his eyes on her, she tilts her bottle back as if to take a drink before squeezing. The cap springs free, bouncing off her bust before the half-bottle worth of water left in follows it, drenching her tank top and causing it to swiftly become semi-transparent.
Red pours into the boy's cheeks even as his eyes lock onto her light purple bra, now clearly visible. His brain skips gears even as he tries but fails to look away until in a strange mirroring of their first actual meeting, he pulls off his shirt and holds it out to her while averting his eyes as best he can. "H-here, you can use this while your top dries, Yu-Sensei."
With Izuku suddenly undressing in front of her, she can't help the blush forming on her own cheeks as she takes the offered shirt. As she reaches to remove her own top, Izuku turns to face away, hands rising to cover his face so even the mirror wall doesn't let him see. Her top comes free without issue, but before she can go to put on his shirt, she sees a burn scar spanning a solid chunk of Izuku's lightly muscled back. A blotchy hand shape sits in the middle, and she can't help but reach out and gently press her palm against it.
"Ah, Sensei, that's uh..." He steps away, turning back to face her before realizing she's still topless making his blush intensify as he covers his eyes. "It's nothing, really, it was just an accident."
Her hands grasp his, pulling them down and holding them firmly but gently. "Izuku, I need you to tell me. Was this from your friend? Kacchan, was it?"
"No, it's... I mean, yes, it was him but it was an accident, I got in the way and..." His gaze drifts off to the side, unable to meet her own.
"Izuku, look at me." She commands, and after a few seconds he complies. "Izuku, you're not in trouble. I just need you to tell me the truth of what happened."
"I can't, you'll stop him from becoming a hero."
Her eyes close for a few seconds before she lets out a huff. Releasing his hands, she slides in, wrapping around him in a hug as she murmurs, "You selfless idiot." Initially shocked by the sudden embrace, his hands hover awkwardly for a few seconds before he returns the hug. "It's probably too late to make anything of it anyways, at best we'd get a notice put on his record for any future schools. I wanted you to trust me. I wanted to know you'd tell me if someone was hurting you. I told you before, you may be quirkless, but you're not worthless. If something bad is happening, you can trust me to help. I care about you, Izuku."
A few sniffles is all the warning she gets before tears begin to spill forth from him, his arms tightening their embrace. They last for a couple minutes, during which she gently pats his back, and just as quickly as they started, they come to a stop. "Sorry Sens... Sorry Yu, it's just..."
"I understand, and it's alright." She replies, letting the hug end and taking a half step back, "After all, it's not like I'm wearing a shirt for you to make a mess of." Her smile is met by a resurgence in his blush as he tries his best to keep his eyes at level with hers. Pulling on his shirt, she can't help but notice his scent clinging to it. It's one she's mildly familiar with, after how much time she's spent with him, but it's pleasant to her nose nonetheless. "Do you think you can tell me what happened now, or should we do our run first?"
"I can tell it now. There's not much to it, our school got a new student at the start of last year, and Kacchan must have felt they were disrespectful to him and so he went to teach them their place. I got in the way to stop him and I guess he made too big of an explosion, and well..."
"You've now got a nasty scar for it." She finishes before letting out a sigh, "You know, how he acts is a lot different from how heroic you say he is. What kind of hero goes and tries to blast someone for being disrespectful?" Izuku's mouth opens to reply, but the words don't come. "Well, If something like this happens again, report it to me, and I'll help if I can. It's a hero's job to help those in need after all. But enough about that for now, let's get this workout finished."
After going through their run, she lets him clean up first before showering and changing herself. Clean, sore and tired, the two end up taking the train to Izuku's house for dinner after Inko got word of what happened. Of course, the boy got both a scolding for hiding it and a dose of Midoriya tears and hugs from Inko before she started cooking dinner. Joining in the kitchen work, Yu once again dons the All Might apron, much to the embarrassment of its owner who sits at the table to talk with both of them as they cook. Before long dinner is done and the three eat before retiring to the couch for a movie, Izuku between them, often leaning against his teacher. When the movie finishes, Yu heads off with fond goodnights, taking a taxi home before it gets too late.
And if she didn't happen to return his shirt amid the bustle of the evening, nobody had to know...
I'm actually a little surprised I finished this for today. My muse was rather silent until like, 9pm some days, and I got inspiration to write up to a thousand words or more before the clock told me to go the fuck to sleep because I have work in the morning. Don't expect the next update to be next Wednesday, but then again, who knows. All I know is next update has some important stuff happening, including the U.A. Entry exams, though they'll be a lot less exciting as they're the support course ones rather than the Hero ones.