That was how she became the most beloved vigilante, mostly working right besides All Might. The people dubbed her as Ghost, due to her mysteriously appearing and disappearing without a trace after she did what she came to do.
The Hero Public Safety Commission however, had plenty to say and none of it was great concerning her. Due to the public support of her, they couldn't outright say they didn't like her. In each interview that they held that she was mentioned in had the subtle words saying they appreciated the help, but that she was still a criminal, and criminals need to be punished.
She really did hate them, and so the feeling was mutual. Even after all these years, she could barely scrape together more information on them. They were extremely meticulous in filing their paperwork and so her stealing some increased their security ten fold.
She even tried to transform into one of their employees at the only hidden facility she found so far and failed due to the security measures she didn't know about beforehand. They not only scanned ID cards, thumbprints and did retina scans, but asked security questions as well which she didn't pass. What she wouldn't give to be a Yamanaka at that point. She had to knock out everyone around her. Luckily she got more information, but those assholes were quick about abandoning locations.
She gave it a rest for a while so they could let their guard down again and enjoyed the easy life for a while. Miwako and All Might were browsing the market for groceries to make some Italian dishes she wanted to try and make. Over the years, her cooking skills have significantly improved from what she knew how to do in her previous life. It also helped her improve when All Might continuously bought food from all over the world for her to try.
"Why the fuck are the noodles so high?" She grumbled as she stood on her toes, stretching her arms as high as they could go. All Might was in a separate section to make their trip faster so she had no one around to help her. Even though she ate well now, like royalty almost with how much All Might feeds her, the consequences of her previous lack of food still hasn't gone away and she was still quite short compared to her peers the same age.
"Here let me get that for you sweetie, which one do you need?" A kind voice spoke behind her. She turned and saw a beautiful woman with short sandy blond hair and bright red eyes.
"You're really pretty ma'am." She said without thinking about it.
The woman laughed and pulled a carbon copy of her that Miwako didn't see at first that was behind her by the ear who was scowling harder than she had ever seen in her life. "See this Katsuki! This is a nice child, why couldn't you be like her! I'm Mitsuki Bakugou dear, this brat here is my idiot son, Katsuku Bakugou."
"I don't wanna meet some shitty extra." He growled, glaring right at her as if she was worse than the dirt on the bottom of his shoes.
Miwako's eye twitched at his tone but before she could say anything back, All Might came back. "Miwako, what's going on?"
Bakugou's scowl disappeared when he made his presence known, his skeletal appearance shaking him out of whatever raging mood he was put in. "Nothing Dad, Mrs. Bakugou was just about to help me get the noodles from the top shelf and introduced me to her son."
All Might smiled and stretched his hand out to introduce himself. "Toshinori Yagi, thank you for trying to help my daughter."
That made her remember she also never introduced herself. "Oh and I'm Miwako Uzumaki."
"Uzumaki?" Mitsuki asked with a confused tone.
"I adopted her a few years ago. Best decision of my life." All Might said proudly.
"Are we going to get the damn noodles or not!" Bakugou loudly asked.
The kind and gentle look on Mitsuki's face instantly warped into a scowl as her hand went to slap the back of his head, but the sound of shattering glass and screaming interrupted her discipline.
"Everyone get down on the floor!" A voice yelled from the front. "Open up the register!"
Both parents immediately grabbed their prospective child and hulled them to the ground, staying in a protective crouch in front of them.
There was a loud bang of a gun shot that made everyone flinch. "Hurry up! Are you trying to get shot?"
A watery and shaky voice answered. "No sir, I'm sorry please don't shoot."
Miwako looked between the isles and saw a younger woman trying to open the register, but with how bad she was shaking from fear, she kept making mistakes. The masked man had a gun pointed right at her.
She glanced at All Might trying to convey her thoughts through her eyes and it seemed like he understood because he immediately started shaking his head no. However, a second shot and a pained cry had her immediately pulling the long needle she used to keep her hair up and out of the way into her hand as she stood. "Hey asshole!"
She shook off All Might's tight grip in her jacket as the criminal now pointed a gun at her, without any hesitation she threw it precisely at the nerve in his shoulder which would make his arm completely useless, causing him to drop his weapon as she charged at him.
She slammed his head into the ground to knock him out until the authorities got there and hopped over the counter to help the woman who was shot. She ripped her jacket off and covered the wound on the woman's stomach. "Hi, I'm Miwako. I need you to keep your eyes open and stay awake. Help is on the way." She spoke with a strong yet kind voice, making sure the woman didn't fall asleep. Her shirt was already saturated in her blood.
"I-I'm Ha…Hana" She spoke through shallow breaths and coughed up blood. She was crying in fear and pain. Her voice barely above a whisper. "I do-don't want t-to die."
Miwako shook her head. "You're not going to die, you're going to be just fine Hana. All you have to do is stay awake." She looked up and yelled. "Where's the fucking ambulance!"
All Might popped his head over the counter, his phone stuck to his ear. "They're coming, it seems like it was a calculated attack. There were robberies all over the city right now."
"Is the guy still knocked out?"
"I tied him up with his shoelaces in case he does, don't worry, he's not going anywhere. Focus on keeping pressure on the wound." It was then that the sounds of sirens finally reached them and the paramedics burst through the doors seconds later. All Might showed them where they were and they put Hana on a stretcher. One of the paramedics spoke to her while they got her ready for transport. "You did a great job putting pressure on the wound kid, you probably saved her life."
All she could do was nod before the doors of the ambulance closed and it sped off to the emergency room. Police were all over the place and she looked around outside and saw other shops had been robbed, it was absolute chaos.
"Miwako, let's get you cleaned up." All Might said as he stood behind her with a clean rag he managed to snatch. It was then that she registered the still warm blood dripping from her hands onto the concrete.
She took the cloth from him and started wiping as much as she could off, but blood stains, and her hands were dyed red, blood encrusted underneath her nails.
"Uzumaki! Are you alright?" It was Mitsuki and Bakugou running up to them after giving the police their statements.
She looked worried but her son still looked at her in disgust but there was a hint of slight interest in his gaze.
Miwako tried to reassure her the best she could. "I'm alright, no injuries at all. Don't worry about me, that was nothing."
"Are you training to be a hero then?" Mitsuki asked and pointed at her son. "My brat is."
She shrugged her shoulders. "Not too sure yet, I'm only 13 so I have time to decide."
Surprise flickered on Mitsuki's face. "Oh? Katsuki's 13 too. Maybe if you decide to go to UA like him, you'll be in the same class. You already seem to have a knack for rescuing people."
"Che" Bakugou spat as he sauntered up to face her. "As if whiskers here could get in unlike me. One take down is nothing."
Miwako smirked as she took a step closer to him too. "Still one more take down than you've ever done though, I bet."
His lips curled to show his sharp canine but was dragged back by his mother, raging and screaming of death before he could do anything to her. "I should take him home before he causes more trouble for you both. It's nice meeting you." Mitsuki said before waving goodbye.
The father daughter duo watched as the woman dragged her son that was still yelling profanities and pointing at her away. All Might chuckles uncomfortably watching the scene, "What a…unique family." She shrugged as she let that weird interaction go, not expecting to ever see them again. Their dinner was quickly forgotten and they settled for take out.
She was wrong, she would see that family again, or at least their son. 2 months had already passed since their meeting, but she would never mistake that yelling for anyone else, or the nickname. "Hey whisker bitch!"
She tried running faster, ignoring him the best she could until something hit her legs that caused her to fall. Looking down after regaining her barings it was a backpack. "Don't you fucking look down on me!"
She had an incredulous look on her face as she finally turned to face him. "What the hell are you going on about? I was looking down at the backpack that you so rudely threw at me!"
"Fight me." There was a maniacal smile on his face as he looked at her.
"Absolutely not."
That flew him into another fit of rage as small explosions popped in his hands. "WHY THE HELL NOT?"
"Because I see no reason to."
He crossed his arms as a cocky expression appeared on his face. "You scared to fight me?"
"Those juvenile taunts may rile you up, but it does nothing to me. You wouldn't last 5 minutes in a spar with me." She crossed her arms just like him, but made sure to keep a bored and uninterested look on her face to bruise his ego.
"Prove it then bitch!"
"No, I don't need to prove anything. Your mom said you wanted to go to UA right?" She continued without waiting for his answer. "Well you better train harder, having an ego is fine, annoying, but ignorable. However, you are going to have one rude awakening if you don't have the skill to back it up, and one look at you tells me you don't."
Never before had anyone so blatantly insulted him to his face besides his mother. He couldn't come up with a response to what she said and so she turned around, going back to her jog, leaving him behind.
It seemed as if during their first meeting a curse was placed on her, maybe from the villain she apprehended, because not even 2 weeks later, she met him again.
"Fight me." He followed her around the grocery store the second he saw her, leaving who she assumed was his father, to shop by himself.
"No" Her expression didn't change at all as she walked around grabbing everything she needed. It was also a huge coincidence that she was also grabbing the ingredients necessary for the dinner she was planning to make the day they first met.
The damn noodles are still on the highest shelf. She huffed as she glared at the final ingredient she was missing, the only one she couldn't reach herself.
A vindictive laugh made her finally turn around to face her stalker. "I'll get it for you if you fight me."
"No, I'll ask someone else."
A hand grabbed her elbow to keep her from leaving. "Goddamnit! What would it take for you to fucking fight me already?"
She actually took the time to consider it as she stared at him. A thought popped into her mind. "Say please."
"Excuse me?" He ripped his hand off her as if it burned him
"Say please and I'll fight you." She looked at the noodles on the shelf. "And get the noodles for me too."
He scowled and looked away, shoving his hands into his jean pockets. "That's fucking it right? You're not gonna cheat me out of our deal or anything are you?"
It was her turn to glare at him. "I'm not one to take back what I promise, you do what I ask and you get your fight. It's not hard saying please."
He grumbled under his breath before turning to where the packages on the shelf were placed. "Fuckin fine which damn box do you need?"
"The long flat ones there."
He easily grabbed it off the shelf and held it in his hands, his grip almost crushing the box. "Can you…please fight me." He growled out the word as if it truly offended him in some way, and maybe it did due to his apparent personality.
She took the box out of his hands happily. "Of course, I'm not free today, but I am on Sunday though."
"Give me your damn number then."
She laughed. "I don't think anyone has ever asked for my number like that, and somehow I doubt anyone else will." After she finished laughing she rattled off her number as he inputted it into her phone. She pulled out her own too in case she needed to reach out first if plans change.
He left after aggressively typing in his number and didn't look back.
"You're actually going to fight that boy?" All Might asked.
"What boy?" Aizawa furrowed his brow, as far as he knew, there was no one else in her life besides adults.
Kurama scoffed next to her. "An arrogant brat who has been practically prostrating himself for us to put him in his place."
All Might quickly explained what happened at the grocery store a while back. They never mentioned meeting the Bakugous since it wasn't relevant, but it was now.
"Where are you going to fight?" Present Mic asked.
She shrugged her shoulders. "No clue, probably a park or something away from people."
"That's illegal." They all said
"Well where else are we supposed to do it? I already promised I would if he said please and grabbed the noodles."
Aizawa sighed. He thought he was just coming over for a normal family dinner-as normal as it could get eating with a demon fox-he actually really enjoyed the pasta she made, but then a fight with a boy was brought up. "The fight is on Sunday right? Let me ask Nezu to see if I can supervise it at UA so neither of you get in trouble."
All Might was concerned. "Do you actually think Nezu would actually agree to this? I can supervise them myself, you don't have to bother yourself with this Shota."
"That's not a good idea, All Might. It would get more complicated if Miwako had to explain how she knows the number one hero. If you go in your smaller form, you wouldn't be able to jump in to stop the fight if it gets out of hand." Aizawa explained.
They dropped the conversation there and the next day Aizawa texted her to let her know that they would be allowed on campus for a certain amount of time before they had to leave.
Hey Bakugou, it's Uzumaki, we'll fight in the gym at UA. I got us permission, but we can only be there from 2-3.
-read 12:36
How the fuck did you get permission to go there?
-read 12:40
Don't worry about it. I'll meet you at the gate ten minutes before to get our passes.
-sent 12:41