Air escaped his lungs as he fell back against the matt, Izuku letting out a coughing sputter as he placed a hand on his chest where he was just hit.

Ow, that one really hurt.

Staring up at the ceiling he could hear shouting to his left, the ref raising a hand pointed to his opponent. "Match point! Okawa Kazuki!"

When Kendo said before "a good group" she apparently meant around ten students of differing ages and backgrounds. Staring at one of the matt covered walls he let out a groan as he sat up from his spot on the ground, staring off a little in space as he thought.

Izuku had yet to get the full story...but apparently years ago the Kendo family dojo was a dojo worth revering. They were one of the most famous dojo's in the Chiba prefecture until something happened around eight or so years ago. He tried to look up more on the subject online after his first day but he couldn't find anything concrete. Whatever the incident was the dojo mostly survived off of scraps after. Everything he looked up mostly seemed like hearsay...hell some of the other dojo even scoff at the name Kendo whenever it's brought up.

Turning his head to the left he watched as his opponent, an upperclassmen of the Kendo Dojo, raised a fist into the air with a big smile.

Then there was the matter of Okawa Kazuki.

Born into a rich family Okawa Kazuki had already made a name for himself in the martial arts world. Even at a young age he was known for showing up at competitions and cleaning house. Running a hand through his long black hair he laughed at something someone said, his teeth a perfect white.

Kazuki was taller then him...bigger then him...and more talented then him. He even heard rumors that he was born with a really powerful quirk...a quirk that he's sure did wonders for his ego.

He was everything Izuku was not.

Frowning at the thought he shook his head, slowly starting to get up. None of that mattered. He wasn't here to be the best...he was here to learn to protect himself. Nothing more.

Turning to the group of people Kazuki gave a little wink to a few of the girls in their ranks before flexing. He was clearly show boating a little for his third win in a row today. Not that Izuku was counting or anything.

Walking up to him Kazuki reached out a hand to his sprawled out form like he was offering to help Izuku up but only smacked his hand away when Izuku reached for him. Smirking down at him cockily Kazuki let out a chuckle shaking his head as he started to head back to the group. It was faint but Izuku could hear him mutter under his breath just loud enough for him to hear. "Nice try, maybe next time loser."

Ah ok...he was a sore winner too.

Getting up he rubbed at his shoulder. Slowly making his way back to their group, two people walking past him onto the matt to start their match. He could hear the start of another match behind him as he made his way over to the table with water bottles. Taking one he greedily chugged more then half of the cold beverage in one gulp.

"Not bad with Kazuki, Midoriya! You almost had him."

Not noticing Kendo walk up until she spoke he jumped a little, turning around quickly to stare at her his face bright red. She was now dressed in the dojo's gi, her wrist covered in protective wrapping. Picking a bottle up from the table he tossed it to her, watching as she grabbed it easily before sitting down next to him.

Running a hand through his curly hair he frowned. "P-please don't lie to me K-kendo, he destroyed me out there. I didn't even land a single clean hit on him."

"How many times do I have to tell you to call me Itsuka?" Raising a hand she gave him a light chop to the head before smiling softly at him. "You need to not be so hard on yourself, you've only been here a few months. Kazuki has been doing this since he was a baby. The fact that you swung at him at all is praise worthy. Most people here don't even try against him...just roll over like he's some untouchable thing."

Giving her a nod he took another sip of his water, turning to watch Kazuki flirt with some girls nearby. "He has won a few medals."

"Uh yeah, so have I?" Looking at the same spot he was Kendo rolled her yes, turning to look back at him. Almost needing to squint against the blinding smile that Izuku gave her.

"Yeah but that's because you're amazing. How you have yet to beat him is beyond me."

"Yeah..." Blushing slightly she turned away to chug the rest of her bottle else she go blind from the sight. Shaking her head to will the blush down her hand grew, easily crushing the finished water bottle in between her fingers. "Just means you and I have to try even harder to beat him!"

She was just so confident. He couldn't help but smile a little more before pausing.

"H-hey uh, Kendo?"

"Itsuka."

Feeling his cheeks get hot he gave a nod. "R-right um anyway...I just wanted to know...what your quirk is?"

"My quirk?"

"Y-yeah! I don't think we've ever talked about it before."

For the first time since he's known Kendo, Izuku saw her act...shy? Embarrassed? She was staring at the ground now, lightly tugging at the arm of her karate gi.

After a few seconds she muttered softly. "I can make my hands grow. I know it's not the BEST power but its all that I..."

"That's so cool!" He exclaimed to her, her gaze snapping up to stare at him. "You can make your hands grow bigger and lift stuff? That's so amazing! If the quirk was just about growing mass you wouldn't be able to lift your own hands after they got big but since you probably can that would mean that it would have some type of super strength tied into it. Is there specific sizes you have to change to or can you do any size you want?"

"H-huh?"

"I wonder if the strength part of your quirk is tied to the size? Maybe you should practice only growing your hands a little and see how much strength your quirk gives you."

"Midoriya will you give me a second to..."

"A quirk like that could do more then just punch stuff! You can use it to move wreckage as long as you were careful! Imagine being able to slide your arm into a small crevice and then making your hand big enough to just lift a chunk up!"

"Izuku!"

Muttering to himself he was starting to talk so fast it was getting harder and harder to even understand him anymore. Reaching a hand forward she poked his nose, his muttering stopping before looking over to stare at her with a blush. The sight of his confused face was kinda funny.

Letting out a laugh Kendo smirked at him. "Is that your stop button? Do I just have to poke you on the nose whenever I want a turn to talk?"

Embarrassment washed over him like a tidal wave, his eyes snapping open. Followed by a sharp pain of anxiety shooting through him.

"Eww why are you muttering to yourself freak!"

His heart beat quickened, frantically looking around the room.

"I hear he keeps a bunch of journals about people in our class!"

"Wait really? That's so weird!"

Please no! Not again!

His heart beat quickened, closing his eyes he could feel tears start to form. A big group of eyes watching him, judging him.

No no no no no no no.

Eyes shooting open he felt Kendo hit his shoulder. Looking around he noticed that no one was really looking at him. There wasn't a big group of judging eyes watching his every move. A new match was going on from when he first sat down and everyone for the most part was focusing on the match itself. There were a few people giving him weirded out looks but after a few seconds they looked back at the ring. He hadn't seem to have done much harm to his very lacking reputation. Looking back to Kendo she was watching him with a confused eyebrow raised.

"I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to...it it happens sometimes! I swear I'm completely normal and not..."

"Woah woah hey, Midoriya. It's cool! I was just teasing a little." Raising both of her hands she waved them in a vein attempt to calm him down. "It's honestly kinda cool how passionate you are about quirks. Most people don't show that kind of passion for anything in their life."

"R-really?"

Nodded she smiled genuinely at him. "Really really."

Returning the smile he couldn't help but blush slightly at the way she was looking at him. It was so different then how other people looked at him...opening his mouth to say something he was interrupted by a shout far off.

"Kendo you're up!"

Looking back at him she shrugged, giving him a playful smirk. Raising a fist she lightly punched his shoulder again before getting up to walk towards the ring. "Alright already! I'm coming! Everyone get back, I'm gonna show you ladies how it's really done!"

He watched her as she interacted with the others, smiling big and laughing when someone said something funny.

Kendo was so amazing...she was so strong and talented. So fun and full of life.

Whenever he saw her smile he couldn't help but feel at ease...kind of like how All Might's smile made him feel. He had no doubt that she would make an amazing hero one day. But she worried so much for him, she reminded him of his mother in that right.

Squeezing the pants of his gi he sighed before getting up to join the group again. He just had to get stronger, strong enough that he wouldn't worry anyone ever again.


"God look at him trying to do a pull up. What a weak loser!"

Sweat dripped onto the floor as he swung his fist, the bag shifting under the blow.

"Give up already Deku, you're as weak as it comes. Not in a million years could you beat me!"

His fist stung but he refused to stop, another blow shook the bag.

"What the hell are you going to do with a quirk like that? Heal my cavities?"

Gritting his teeth his fist colliding with the bag, a sharp pain moving across his fist. Shaking his hand he lightly cursed before raising his fist again for another punch. Only pausing when he heard the door behind him open.

Kendo's voice making him turn towards her. "Geez out here again huh? You know everyone went home already."

"I-I know. I just wanted to stay back and practice a little more."

She stared at him for a moment, giving him THAT look again. The one she always gave him when she was worried for him. He wondered if she was going to scold him this time.

She seemed to think on what to say for a moment before sighing, placing her hands on her hips. "Well...common. Dinner's ready. Mom made your favorite."

Perking up a little he gave her a bright smile, jogging over to meet her at the doorway. "A-alright Katsudon!"

Before he could walk through the door he realized too late that he fell for her trap. Kendo reached forward, grabbing onto his wrist and pulled his hand up to look at it with a frown. Huffing she turned and started to yank him down the hall.

"How many times do I have to tell you to properly wrap your hands!? You can mess up your knuckles if you aren't careful!"

"K-kendo don't pull me so hard! I-I can't keep up!"

"You should've thought of that before ignoring my warnings! AGAIN!" Giving him a yank for good measure she pulled him down another hall and into the bathroom. "...you big idiot."

Setting him down on the toilet she started to grab things from under the sink. Fishing out some antiseptic she kneeled down, dapping in onto a cloth before touching his fist with the cloth.

Immediately pain hit him, his teeth clenching as he instinctively tried to pull his hand away. Her hand holding his wrist tightly in place. "O-ow!" he muttered.

"Yes "oww!" This is what happens when you don't listen to me. Things oww!"

"T-things oww?"

"Shut up! I'm still mad at you."

It was quiet after that, Kendo tending to his knuckles while he sat in contemplative silence. Like a child that was just scolded. Flinching at her wrapping his knuckles, he wanted to say something but he's pretty sure she didn't want to hear a word from him right now. Turning he stared at a big poster on the wall.

The big text said "RUMBLE IN THE CAGE!" in all bold. The image being two big massive men running at each other head to head.

He had heard about Quirk Wrestling before but never really got into it.

From what he knew...about a decade ago the Chiba prefecture was secretly run by underground fighting rings. People with powerful quirks that would fight and sometimes die all in the name of money and fame. Apparently it was a really dark time in the history of Chiba. Eventually the police and pro heroes started to crack down on the fighting rings hard. That funny enough is how Mirko made her debut. Her and a few underground heroes ended up completely ripping up the roots of the underground syndicate, grinded the whole shadowy organization into dust.

A few years later Quirk Wrestling came to be. It was originally feared to be underground fighting rings taking hold again but that fear was quickly dismissed.

Quirk Wrestling was fake.

It was big buff men in tights throwing themselves around a ring to practical effects. It was long winded speeches and dare he say very cheesy dialogue...and that's coming from him! Izuku never really saw the point in watching Quirk Wrestling when real life heroes fought villains all of the time! It was more a soap opera then anything pertaining to actual fighting. Which is why it boggled his mind so much that Itsuka Kendo, winner of multiple martial arts tournaments, Itsuka Kendo, the same Kendo who had a wall in her room littered with trophies. Liked Quirk Wrestling.

She mentioned once that it was something that her and her dad bonded over but it still confused him even now, after knowing her for about half of a year.

Looking back to her as she finished up her wrappings he figured it was long enough that she wasn't super angry at him anymore. "R-remind me why you like Quirk Wrestling again?"

"Ugh this again." Giving an annoyed sigh he could see a little upturn of her lip. "Look it's fun ok! You would know if you actually watched it with me."

"A-again I fail to see how that could be "fun." You know its not real right?"

Standing back up she raised her arms in the air, turning to put the stuff away. "Of course I know! Everyone knows its not real! It's one of the worst kept secrets!"

"Then w-what's the point?"

"Look I just...I like the rivalries ok?"

For some reason he frowned at that, his mind immediately thinking about Kacchan again.

"In what world do you think I would EVER train with a loser like you? You'll only drag me down!"

Looking back down at his bruised knuckles he rubbed his arm, his gaze looking to the floor. "T-the uh, rivalries?"

"Yeah!" Her back was turned to him so she couldn't see his face as she spoke. "There's just something about two people pushing themselves to be better that I like. It isn't exactly mean per say, just harsh. Sometimes rivals know each other better then even friends do."

His gaze flickered back to her as she finished up putting everything away.

Huh.

The word rolled around in his head, his head tilting slightly as his mind drifted.

This entire time he thought rivals were something to be feared. Someone strong pushing around someone weaker then them. But maybe he had it all wrong...he thinks he might like Kendo's version more. Watching her finish putting the stuff away she slapped her hands again.

Rivals huh...


"Kanpai!"

People shouted all at once, slamming glasses together. The room was filled with merriment, a long table almost splitting the room in half, chairs scattered about on both sides. The entire Kendo family was there, all plus one more. Izuku Midoriya sat in his seat, every once in a while he would flinch at a loud bang or slam as people ate. He learned early on that dinners at the Kendo family household were very different then dinners with his mom...there was alot more touching for one thing. Playful shoves and punches, headlocks, noogies, shoulder smacks. Even from the outside looking in you could see how Kendo ended up so touchy feely, why she liked giving hugs as much as she did. Or even why she would hang off of him so much...the newest one she did a few days ago was she placed her chin on top of his head when his back was turned to her. Most likely to make fun of how short he was.

Turning he watched Toda Kendo, Itsuka's dad, chug a bottle as his brother Matsuo cheered him on. The twins Sora and Yuki were fighting over a single fork with food on it, loudly trying to shout over each other while Itsuka's mom and aunt talked with each other near the sink about Ren's third pregnancy.

Jumping a little in place he was suddenly pulled into a side hug by one of Itsuka's older cousins.

Practically shoving his face into her chest as she purred. "So Izuku right? How old did you say you were again?"

Face bright red he yelped, barely squeaking out a response. "S-sixteen ma'am!"

"Awww where's the fun in calling me "ma'am?" For you sweetheart you can call me Aika."

Sitting up some Itsuka leaned in to point her chop sticks threateningly at her cousin. "Hey! What did I say before! No flirting with my friends."

"Oh poo Itsuka you're no fun!"

Letting out a hearty laugh Matsuo turned towards them, no longer entertained by his brother. "Ah so you're a year older then Itsuka then!"

That made Itsuka pause, turning to stare at him with a raised eyebrow. "Wait I thought we were the same age?"

"W-well I just had mine last month..."

"Wait what!? Midoriya why didn't you tell me!? I didn't even get you anything!" Slamming her palms onto the table it shook a little, only making the family laugh louder.

The booming voice of Toda, rocked the room, the mountain of a man letting out a laugh. "Lay off of him Itsuka. You coddle him too much. Let the boy have some privacy. If you both went to the same school people would start to think that you two were conjoined at the hip!"

Itsuka was glaring at him now, the heat almost unbearable. Sitting up more straight Izuku waved his hand to and fro in an attempt to stop her from glaring at him. She was going to kick his ass after this wasn't she? "I-it's ok! It was mostly my Mom and I spending time together."

"What? You ain't got friends other then Itsuka?"

Looking down at the table he shook his head. "No sir...we moved less then a year ago."

Matsuo looked him up and down with a frown. "Got a dad?"

"No...my dad left for America years ago but it's ok. It's been so long I've honestly starting to forget his face at this point."

Coming back to the table Itsuka's mom, Hada, sat down. "It's just you and your mom then?"

"...basically."

Hada turned to her husband and they both exchanged looks before she gave a nod, turning to look at him again. "I'm sorry to hear that sweetheart."

"Its ok." Lowering his chop sticks he picked at his food, popping some of it into his mouth. It honestly was ok, it happened so long ago it doesn't even phase him anymore. Even so he couldn't help but feel a little bad after words were said, the air in the room changing a little more somber.

A startled yelp made the whole family turn to see Yuki holding a bleeding finger, her big eyes were staring down at it with tears starting to form. Next to her her brother Sora was crying, the fork that they were fighting over laying on the ground. Everyone seemed to act all at once, the sound of chairs scooting back to back as everyone got up. Toda had gotten up and went into the bathroom for Band-Aids while Hada ran over to check on her children.

"Ohh sweetheart what happened? Are you ok?" Leaning down Hada lovingly caressed her crying children. "It's ok, daddys going to go get some Band-Aids and we'll get you patched right up."

"Actually I think I could help..." Izuku stood up, slowly making his way past everyone to lean down to Yuki's level with a smile, trying to give her the most comforting look he could. "If you'll let me Yuki."

She seemed to stop crying now, staring at him with her big eyes before giving a small nod. Taking her tiny hand in his he turned it over to look at the wound, it looked like a minor cut, nothing too crazy. Raising a hand he waved it, his hand closing before popping open with a spark. Flickering from his hand was a bright jade colored flame, the green fire dancing along his fingers like a silent dance. At first Yuki jerked away a little at the sight but when the fire touched her she realized that the fire didn't hurt, only embrace her with a warm comfort.

Standing around, the Kendo family watched wide eyed as Izuku slid a burning hand along her finger. Holding it for a second before pulling it away, the cut completely healed.

Taking a breath, Izuku's finger stung like he just cut it but there was no sign of injury on his body.

Yuki sat there stunned, her eyes looking from him, to her finger and then back to him again. Lunging forward she wrapped her tiny arms around him into a hug, whispering softly against him. "...thnk u."

Smiling softly down at her he blinked his eyes, trying to stop himself from crying before giving a small nod. "Anytime little bean."

A hand belonging to Hada pat his shoulder with a smile, whispering softly to him. "thank you."

"O-of course." Standing back up Yuki had yet to let him go, simply clinging to his chest like a little koala. Turning he blushed at the sight of a wave of teal eyes looking at him from all over the room. Toda stood in the doorway with a handful of Band-Aids with his brother next to him. Aika and Ren stood with her hands together cooing on how cute that all was while Arai was standing nearby with his hands crossed and smirk on his face. There eyes met and he gave Izuku a thumbs up. The only person not standing was the elder Dai, simply watching in his seat with raised eyebrows before taking a sip of his tea.

Looking over the group of people he stopped at Itsuka, she was giving him THAT look again. The gently smile she gave him sometimes that made his stomach tighten...blushing he turned away. Walking back with Yuki clinging to him as he sat in his usual spot, going back to eating his food.

There was a pause before everyone started shouting all at once.


Sitting on the doorstep of the Kendo home the sun had already started to set, the small amount of orange slightly peeking over the city scape. Izuku sat with his back to the brightness of the house, staring up at the small amount of stars flickering in the sky. He never got to see any stars back home...just another way that living in the Chiba prefecture was better.

He never would have imagined he'd be surrounded by so many fun and amazing people. Some days he couldn't help but feel that he didn't deserve the Kendo family...

The door creaked behind him, the sound of footsteps coming up behind before Itsuka sat next to him.

"Man, that was pretty crazy in there." she sighed.

"H-heh uh yeah, pretty crazy."

Turning to smirk at him she put her cheek in her hand. "I think you made your way all the way up to the top of Yuki's favorite person list."

Letting out a laugh he smiled, rubbing at his neck. "Y-yeah I noticed...she wouldn't let go of me for the rest of dinner."

"I don't think anyone was going to give you peace after a stunt like that."

Nodding he sighed, his eyes closing as he laid back. The warm June wind blowing his green hair in the wind. Kendo stared at him, her gaze focused on his face.

He looked nice when he wasn't freaking out or stuttering...

"Midoriya...what colleges are you going to shoot for?"

Eyes opening he looked over to her with his bright green eyes. "W-what college?"

"Mhmm."

Sighing he rolled his neck before sitting up. Tucking his knees into his chest. "I don't know..."

"Well. Were you going to go to school for Quirk theory? Medicine? You can do alot of good as a nurse or a doctor with a quirk like that."

"I-I guess..."

Huffing at him she threw her head from side to side repeating what he said in a mocking tone. "I-I guess."

Hearing a snort from him made her smile.

"I don't know Kendo...I guess." He paused, thinking about something for a second. "I always wanted to be a hero...like All Might. But heroes have to fight villains too and I'm so..."

"Weak? Small? Frail?" she offered.

"A-all of the above."

Now it was her time to sit in contemplative silence, her head turning to look at the city line.

"Did you know there was a point when I was younger where I could only grow one finger at a time?" His eyes were on her as she smiled at the memory. "I remember being so frustrated by the whole thing, I practiced every day trying to push myself to my limit. I did it so much my hands were too sore to do anything. In the end it did no good...but then something happened. My parents took me to a motorcycle show out in the city! That was probably the most fun I've ever had. It was there, watching Motorcycle tricks for the first time that I realized that I was so focused on trying to get better that I was missing out on all of the fun new things in my life. Do you know what happened after that?"

He shook his head.

"I did it. I don't know how but one day I made a breakthrough and now...I can do it all of the time. What I'm trying to say is, it's ok to not know what you're going to do yet, don't rush it. I'll still be here when you figure it out."

Smiling at each other there was the faint hint of red over both of their cheeks. Enjoying the serene silence between them only for a loud honk to interrupt the moment. Both of them jumped in place turning fast to the noise. A car idly parked nearby, Inko's head sticking out of the window as she waved at them with a coy smile on her face.

"G-guess that's for me..." He muttered softly.

"G-guess so..." Watching her wave at them Kendo swallowed the embarrassment, coughing into her hand before waving back. "I'll see you after school tomorrow Midoriya."

Turning Kendo went back inside, leaving Midoriya with a very horn happy mother. Huffing he walked down the steps, squinting at every horn that came from the car. Hooking around the right side he hopped into the passenger side door.

Turning to look at him with a mischievous gaze she gave him a coy smirk. "So...that's Kendo huh?"

"Good to see you too mom."


Blowing into a whistle a group of teens ran past the gym teacher, moving laps around him in a big circle. The coach stood on the side lines.

Because of course he was.

Pointing his chubby finger into the air he yelled at someone who stopped for a second to breath.

Why is that man like this? Does he have no power in his own life that he feels the need to yell at a bunch of kids? Or perhaps he was just too stuck in his ways to change.

Panting, sweat clung to Jirou's clothes as she ran, her breathing labored and short. Her short bob of purple hair shifting as she ran. The jacks hanging from her ears swaying to and fro. Looking up at the sky she squinted against the bright heat beaming down at her like a spot light.

Maybe if she glared hard enough the sun would just fizzle out. That would be a hell of a news article...Local punk girl glares at sun until it goes out. World plunged into darkness. More at 11.

She stopped for a second, her hands going to her knees as she took a breather, drops of sweat dripping down onto the asphalt. Looking up just in time she watched that nerdy kid Midoriya pass her again, jogging past her before looping around for another lap.

What the hell was with this kid?

She figured the first time she saw him that he was on the weaker side...and he was, at first. The first few times the gym teacher made them run he lagged barely behind her. Almost as pathetic as she was...but now? The kid was a beast.

Well...not exactly a beast. He still wasn't better then a good chunk of their class but he improved so quickly!?

She watched him from afar as he would run, pushing himself to the brink just to fall over, get up and do it again. The kids stamina was impressive if anything else.

It's only been around eight months since he joined their school but he improved so much in so little time. She had yet to decide on if it was inspiring or disheartening. Especially since they both started at the same starting line.

He must be doing something after school to get in shape this fast.

Running her wet palms along her gym shorts she started to run again. Mostly ignoring the shouts of her obnoxious gym teacher, instead facing straight ahead. She can't just be outdone by some stuttering weirdo could she?

She was so focused ahead she hardly noticed a group of girls nearby. Only really noticing them after one of them stick their leg out when she passed, tripping her to the ground. They all laughed as they watched her tumble before continuing on their trek.

Staring up at the sky she frowned, her body sprawled out and her right knee starting to hurt.

This was normal for her...she never really got along with the other girls. When word got out that Jirou could hear everything around her she got the wrong type of attention and when she refused to play their little games the attention turned toxic pretty fast. It's crazy how fast people turn on you when they think you might have dirt on them...

Sitting up she cursed a little, raising her injured knee up to get a better look at it. It didn't look too bad, just scraped up a little. Traces of blood dotted across her knee. Hurt like hell though.

Slowly standing up Jirou made her way to the teacher slowly, trying to get his attention she waved her arm. "Yo! I fell down. I need to go see the nurse."

The man looked down at her with a judgmental eye before turning away with a scoff. "You're fine."

"Obviously not! You can see blood!"

The man looked back at her again, giving her a once over before huffing. Like SHE was ruining HIS day or something. "Fine. Go take a seat at the benches. I'll give you a nurse's pass if it still hurts after class."

"Or you can just give me a pass now?"

Nothing. The asshole just looked at her unamused before turning away.

Great.

Turning she slowly limped over to the benches before sitting down. Sounds like she was going to be here for a while...and here she was without her music.

Running a hand along her purple hair she sighed, watching the girls that tripped her before lap past her again. Her jacks wiggled when she heard what they were whispering to each other.

She tried really hard to ignore the harsh words that people would say around her. "Never let them get to you" her father would say. Yet after so long they were increasingly hard to ignore. Words about how flat she was or how ugly she was compared to the rest of the school was starting to especially get to her.

"H-hey uh, Jirou right?"

Snapping out of her thoughts she turned to stare at the little nerdy boy she was thinking about earlier. He was standing at the bottom of the benches, his hand tugging at the sleeve of his gym clothes. The poor boy sounded like he was going to have a heart attack.

"Yo Green, what's up?"

Tilting his head at her like a confused puppy he silently mouthed the word green with his lips before shaking his head.

"I saw that you had a p-pretty hard fall earlier and I just figured if I should ask if you wanted me to uh...heal you?"

She blinked. A healing quirk? Those were really uncommon and rare. There was always the option that he was lying to her in order to play a mean trick. Maybe he was sent by the mean click of girls at school that have it out for her? It wouldn't be the first time.

His heart was beating like crazy so it was almost impossible to tell what part of it was a lie and what part was just him being really bad at talking to girls. But as she stared down at him and his shy little smile she couldn't help but believe him. Everything she's seen from him hints towards him not having a mean bone in his body.

Giving a nod she spoke. "Yeah uh, sure. That would be great."

He nodded back, slowly making his way up the steps. Rubbing his hands together she could see green sparks flickering off of his hands before they burst into a green flame. Her heart beat quickened at the sight, tensing as he got closer. Sitting next to her he placed a hand under her lower calf for support, the comforting touch immediately making her blush.

He was being so gentle with her...

His other hand hovered over the injury, tracing it slowly. A calming warmth came over her leg as he slide his fingers along her injury. The warmth quickly spreading, making the pain fade away before disappearing completely.

It all happened so fast, one second she was injured, unable to move her leg and the next she was fine. Looking down at her knee it didn't look like she even scraped it to begin with.

Meeting his gaze he gave her a gentle smile, the kind of smile that she couldn't help but feel her heart jump a step. Bowing to her, he turned and went back on his run. As he ran off she couldn't help but notice that he ran like his right knee was injured, his body slightly jerky as he disappeared from sight.

Blushing she slid a hand down along her newly healed knee.

Huh, that's certainly something.


Notes:

Toda Kendo- Dad
Hada Kendo- Mom
Matsuo Kendo- Uncle
Dai Kendo- Grandpa
Sora and Yuki Kendo- Twins and Itsuka's younger siblings.
Ren Kendo- Aunt
Aika and Arai Kendo- Slightly older cousins
Kojo Kendo- Doggo

Did I NEED to name Itsuka Kendo's entire family? Absolutely not.
Did I also NEED to spend wayyy too long thinking about wrestling in the world of My Hero? Of course not.
Did I? yes.