A/N: Happy International Women's Day, everybody! Truth be told, Fem!Deku is one of the reasons why I celebrate, because she proves that women can do anything they set their minds to. I only wish Horikoshi had made Deku a girl in canon, but whatever.

Deko ended up taking the intel she'd received on Happidex to the FBI. The next day seemed to be another day at her agency, and just like yesterday, Todoroki was the first to show up.

"Midoriya, may I have a word with you?"

"Sure! What's on your mind, Todoroki?"

"First of all, I want to tell you what an honor it is to work for your agency. This is without a doubt the best hero agency I've worked for. Second of all, I…er, well I…" Todoroki tapped his index fingers together.

"I'm glad you're happy here, but you seem like you're nervous. Is everything OK?"

Todoroki nodded nervously. "Y-yes. I…the thing is…Midoriya, I think you're a very admirable, fascinating woman, and if it's all right with you…well…I'd like to take you out for coffee."

Deko blushed, but nevertheless smiled. "Oh, I'd love to! In fact, I know this great little café in the Upper East Side!"

"Really? What's it called?"

"It's called 'Variety Coffee Roasters'."

Todoroki stroked his chin. "I've been to one by that name in Williamsburg, but I've never been to the location you've spoken of, so I'm looking forward to it."

Deko smiled. "Grand! Meet me there after work, OK?"

"OK."

"Oh, and here's my number in case anything comes up…"

Deko and Todoroki exchanged numbers.

For today's assignment, the Hero Enforcement Regiment was taking on a hero named Jonathan O'Brien – aka "Meatbag" – whose Quirk allowed himself to cover his entire body in meat as a sort of makeshift armor and whose crime was kidnapping women from out of town and attempting to make them fight in his own sick, twisted battle royale. While Meatbag wasn't their toughest assignment, he still gave the H.E.R. a run for their money. Nevertheless, they apprehended him and all came home alive.

After their shifts had concluded, Deko and Todoroki headed for Variety Coffee Roasters. Seeing Deko, Kendra had her usual ready for her, though she couldn't help but take notice of Todoroki:

"Hey Deko, who's this handsome guy?"

"Kendra, this is Shoto Todoroki; he's one of my employees. Todoroki, this is Kendra."

Kendra smiled. "Nice to meet ya!"

Todoroki nodded. "Nice to meet you too."

"So, what'll it be?"

"I'll have a coffee, black."

"Anything else?"

"That's it."

Todoroki paid for both of their drinks. Once he got his coffee, both of them sat down.

"Todoroki, you didn't have to pay for both of us!"

"Logically, no, but I think you're a good person, and you deserve to be treated well."

Deko smiled. "Awww!"

"Now then, tell me about yourself: what made you want to become a hero?"

Deko finished taking a sip. "When I was a little girl, I saw a video of All Might saving people from a huge disaster, all with a smile on his face, and I decided that I wanted to be just like him. Unfortunately, my dreams were nearly shattered when a doctor told me I would always be Quirkless. I refused to give up on my dreams, though, and one day, I tried to save Kacchan from a villain. As if by sheer luck, All Might saw this, and he was so moved by my selflessness that he passed his Quirk down to me."

"Fascinating story. I never would've guessed you were once Quirkless, or that Quirks could be passed from one person to another." Todoroki took a sip of his coffee.

"Well, my Quirk is a special case. It's been passed down from generation to generation, getting stronger and more powerful over time."

"Judging by what I've seen you do, it seems like something to be feared."

"Enough about me though, I'm curious about you: why are you so into Satanism?"

"It's not that I hate all religions. Thing is, I get enraged when people misuse religion for their own selfish ends. A best friend of mine was murdered by a member of a church for having an abortion, so I took up Satanism not because I have a genuine interest in Lucifer, but more as a way of rebelling against people who shove religion down others' throats."

Deko nodded. "I see. Even if I don't agree with your religion, I think you have a valid reason for practicing it."

"Thank you for your understanding, Midoriya. I realize I can be a frightening individual at times, but I truly believe in being a hero, and in a way, you inspired me."

"Oh?" Deko lowered her cup.

"Even before I met you, I had heard about you, and I truly admired how you could save the world with a smile on your face. Even if I could never hope to be as good as you, your example taught me that I too can be a great hero if I try hard enough."

Deko smiled. "Todoroki, you don't have to be #1 to be a great hero! As long as you're the best hero that you can be, that's all that matters!"

"Thank you, Midoriya. Those words mean a lot to me."

"And so they should! The fact that you chose to sign up with my agency means a lot to me, too!" Deko took another sip.

After finishing their drinks, Deko and Todoroki headed on out.

"Todoroki, thanks for inviting me out! I had a good time with you!"

"As did I. Shall we go to dinner next?"

"Of course! I know a Wendy's near my apartment. Let me text you the address…"

Deko texted Todoroki the address of the Wendy's in question.

"See you tomorrow!" Deko waved at Todoroki.

"Yes."

With that, Deko and Todoroki parted ways.

(What a fascinating woman.) thought Todoroki. (I haven't known her for that long, but I'm already in love with her.)

Criticism is gold. Negativity and nitpicking are pyrite.