Wow, this took... longer than I wanted to post.

So! Hope everyone is doing alright. Getting ready for the holiday season and all that. I know it's been a difficult year for everyone, but Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays.

So fair warning, I haven't written from a female's perspective to such a degree and I do hope I did an o.k. job with it.

No review answers this time around, and lookout for the next chapter after Christmas! And this chapter was not edited this time around as I wanted to get this out for all my lovely readers... so pardon any grammatical errors this time around

Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to My Hero Academia and Final Fantasy XIV, they belong to their copyright holders.

Chapter 4
"Gunbreaking the Norm"

To say Momo Yaoyorozu had simple dreams would be an understatement. Sure, many young people her age would dream about becoming a pro hero and leave it at that, but when it came to the young heiress?

Nothing was that simple.

Her quirk was something of pure wonder, being able to create any inorganic object she wishes using the lipids of her body. However, to make such devices, she needed to know the exact chemical make-up of the materials. When it came to particular creations that required multiple materials to make, she needed to understand how they fit together to work correctly once finished.

It also didn't help that she had to eat very fat-enriched meals and still keep herself healthy with the amount of food she ate.

Yet, Momo was dedicated to her desire to become a pro hero. She had studied strenuously and memorized hundreds of chemical formulas, blueprints for various devices and worked them out. She also learned mixed martial arts with weapon mastery included in the lessons. Momo had done everything she could do to earn her place at UA, the best university to train the future generations of heroes.

Six months after the tour at UA, she wasn't sure of herself or her abilities now. And that was all because of one Izuku Midoriya.

She had never met a young man like him before. At one point, a literal knight in shining armor saving her from a boulder that would have crushed her and Setsuna and exuded an aura of confidence and determination of a pro hero, and then all of a sudden he was a very shy and timid teenager that acted like he was some nuisance to everyone around him.

The boy was an enigma. What was genuinely boggling her was the fact he had only gotten his quirk not even a day before meeting him, and he already HAD that much control? If someone had told her this without hearing it directly from his own mouth, she would say it was right out of a bad comedy.

Still, she did admire his spirit and drive to be a hero. And having spoken with him a few times, their schedules would have allowed her some insight into the boy. He was brilliant, incredibly so when it came to quirk analysis as he had given her some ideas regarding her own that she would never have thought of. Plus, his excitement when it came to quirks and heroes in general was always a surprise, and he had enjoyed the conversations they would have, matching her own most of the time as well.

When she had explained her quirk to him, she watched as his emerald eyes shone brightly. That particular analysis had lasted for almost an entire day, both teenagers discussing and losing track of time. What shocked Momo most during the exchange was how he would always look at her face, more specifically her eyes, only diverting away when she made something with her quirk via her hand or arm. Not once did she see his gaze stray over her body as so many people had done so before, nor did he ask for anything and would make sure that she would never need to make anything for him. She was genuinely astonished at this at first because she would have to defend herself from the lewd gazes of men and those that would exploit her quirk for their benefit through most of her life.

Izuku did none of this and often would take measures to never use her quirk for him, stating that such a great quirk shouldn't be used on someone like him. That had sent her some red flags, but she would never pressure as to why he would say something like that. She had considered him a friend, and likewise, she hoped he did as well with her, but their relationship was still reasonably fresh, and she didn't want to push it.

What indeed was the mystery regarding Izuku was his quirk, a new type of transformation/emitter that hadn't acted like any quirk in the past. A name needed to be given, and despite all the brainstorming they did, the name they came up with was "Manifest." She had thought that to create such items would require energy or fuel source of some sort, but he suffered from no drawbacks, not even exhaustion. They appeared with no real way of existing or being created initially; they were just there. Momo had kept trying to figure out how his quirk was doing this independently. Still, everything about 'Manifest' was odd and could not be adequately explained.

Especially after what had happened three months prior.

Izuku yawned, stretching in his chair as Momo looked up from the book in front of her with a sly smirk on her lips, "Oh? Am I boring you, Izuku?"

Izuku snapped his attention to her and chuckled gently, rubbing the back of his head, "N-no! Far from it Yao- um M-momo…" he took a deep breath in and exhaled as he calmed down, "J-Just Mr. Yagi and Nezu have been running me ragged with the weight training and homework."

Placing the book she was reading down, Momo raised her eyebrow at him, "You mean the beach that was being used as an illegal dumpsite, and you are single-handedly cleaning it?"

Izuku's eyes went wide as he started to blush brightly, trying to form words as Momo smirked at him, answering the question that was struggling to come out from his lips, "And how did I find out?… well, aside from rumors of a green-haired teenager with a skeletal blonde man that would show up at times cleaning the beach, Setsuna did happen to see you pull a fridge across the beach a week ago."

"S-she saw that?" Izuku stuttered and had turned his head away to hide his blush, remembering how troublesome that particular appliance was as it was one of those industrial-sized fridges you would see in a restaurant. It had taken him most of the day to shove it across the sands of the beach to the truck and trailer that Toshinori had left there for him to load up.

Momo nodded as her smirk grew to a soft smile, "Yes, she did, and frankly, Izuku, I am shocked you were able to even lift such a thing onto a trailer by yourself! You should be careful not to hurt yourself."

"I-I'll try to be careful, but you know what they say… 'no pain, no gain,' right?" he chuckled nervously as Momo was giving him a stern glare. Izuku flinched as she lightly smacked his upper arm.

"While it is true that some pain is to come during working out, you should not be actively trying to harm yourself, Izuku! Think how I- everyone that cares about you would feel and how sad they would be if you got hurt due to being dumb like that!" Momo spoke with the same tone of voice that matched her frown as Izkuku hung his head, muttering a 'Yes, Momo The heiress sighed gently and was thankful that he had not caught her slip of the tongue. .'

Slowly pushing her chair back and standing up, Momo smiled down at Izuku as he looked up to her, "Well, as much as I would love to stay, I must be off for an appointment to keep with my mother."

Reaching for her bag, Izuku started to pack his own things up, "I-I can walk with you if you'd like, Momo." He stuttered as Momo placed a hand on his book before he could close it, she smiled sweetly at him.

"As much as I would love the company, you need to keep with your studying, plus I will be fine." she gave him a sly smirk then, "Unlike someone I know, I usually don't go rushing towards danger to watch a hero and villain fight." Momo mused as Izuku's face once again turned crimson with embarrassment, "Now, I know you have the next few days booked, but we are still going to meet up and hang out with Setsuna on Sunday, yes?"

Izuku nodded and reopened his book, "Y-yea, two pm at the station… you sure you want to hold the study session at your house, Momo? I don't want to be a bother-"

"None of that." Momo sternly spoke, interrupting him before he continued that line of thought, "Setsuna and I agreed to help you study for the entrance exam for saving us and given how difficult it should be, and not to doubt your intelligence in any way, but having some help with studying is not being a "bother" to either of us and will benefit you in the end." Her smile returned after that, and she headed out of the library with Izuku watching her.

"She's right. I need to focus, especially if Nezu will probably test me harder on the written exam." He said to himself in a low mutter as he started to get back to work. As he turned a page, his head throbbed for a moment and caused him to pause. The familiar warmth flowed throughout his body as the motherly voice of Hydaelyn filled his brain once again with a single phrase.

"Hear… Feel… Think..."

Momo knew she should have called for her family's chauffeur.

Usually, she would have, but today she wanted to use the public transportation system. There would be times during her hero work she would need to traverse throughout the streets, which meant getting familiar with traveling by foot, train, and the like.

But now, she was in a bit of trouble.

Momo had heard screams coming down an alleyway and had bolted towards them, and when she arrived, she came across an odd scene. Standing in front of her was a large mutant man with the head of a shark with clawed hands. He was staring down two teenage girls, approximately her age though one had bright pink skin and two small yellow horns poking out from her fluffy pink hair (which looked similar to a certain green-haired boy she knew) who was holding a petite looking girl with jacks that dangled from her ears, she looked a little beaten up with some bloodied claw marks across her face, and the side of her upper body was torn with a similar pattern to the injury on her face.

The sharkman cackled loudly, smiling with hundreds of sharp pearly rows of teeth down at the two, not noticing the third person that had joined them from afar, "That's what you get from getting in my way, you flat-chested bitch! All I wanted was some 'fun' from your pink friend, but now you've only gotten me angry… and hungry."

Both girls seemed to freeze at what the man before them was insinuating, and quickly rushed them, separating the two with one hand grabbing the pink girl by her wrist and the injured one by her head. His clawed hand wrapped around her head, and she struggled, the jacks on her ears trying to poke and prod the man's skin but couldn't pierce through it. He laughed darkly as both girls screamed, "I'll start with you first flatty, then I'll enjoy the main course."

Thankfully the only thing the man's mouth was able to chomp down on was not the punk girl's torso, but several bean bags that were launched with painful impacts into the shark's maw, as well as one that struck the eye. The beastial man roared in agony as he dropped both girls, and they turned their heads towards the person who saved them. Seeing the ponytailed heiress wielding a shotgun to their left, they both scrambled behind her and clung to her softly.

Momo huffed as she reloaded the shotgun and turned to the two, "Let's leave and get the police or wave down a hero-"

"I don't think so, bitch!" Shouted the recovered sharkman as he hurled himself and swung his left hand around to knock all three girls against the alley wall and sent Momo's shotgun back down the alleyway. All three groaned as the considerable shadow of the man encompassed all three, "Now I'm famished, and it looks like I'm having three dumb bitches for dinner!" He cackled loudly once again as now all the girls huddled together, one hand reaching out and flexing its sharp claws to pick one of them to eat.

Momo watched as the hand grew closer to them, her mind wracking itself to think of anything to create to save them, but she was scared and unable to concentrate. She pulled the two girls beside her closer as she clenched her eyes tightly. With her vision blacked out, the bright light and familiar voice shouting "LIGHTNING SHOT" saved Momo from being blinded by the attack as she heard the pained groan of the shark villain. Opening her eyes, she turned her head towards the alleyway entrance opposite them with the other two girls.

All four people turned towards the silhouetted figure before them, wearing a long coat of some kind with heavy combat boots and tactical looking pants becoming more visible as the figure walked towards them. A tight forming shirt pressed against the man's muscular body. It was lined with various belts of bullet cartridge pouches that also lined parts of the deep grayish-green coat.

Within one of the fingerless gloved hands was a particular sort of weapon. It was shaped like a sword with a definite sharp edge to it; however, it seemed to be smoking as it had just fired a bullet or something, which further caused some confusion to the onlookers as the hilt of the "sword" was stylized like a revolver!

Green eyes could now be seen as the light from their side of the alley forced the silhouette to reveal the person who attacked the villain. Momo began to smile brightly to see Izuku once again, though he was sporting an almost smug-looking smirk on his lips. She noted how much shorter his fluffy hair was, "This place used to be such a nice part of town, shame how much it has changed…" Izuku spoke as he held the weird weapon up and got himself into a fighting stance, the blade pointed at the shark man, "and not at all for the better…"

The villain roared, barreling towards the young man who took an incredible leap at the mutant shark. As the two closed the gap, Izuku narrowly dodged a right-handed slash of claws though he got struck along his chest. Simultaneously, the green-haired boy swung the blade against his opponent, striking the ribcage and pulling the trigger on the weapon, causing an explosion that sent the mutant hurtling to the street and into the guard post to the road.

Izuku landed, sliding across the cement, and shifted his body into another battle-ready stance should the villain still be up. He waited for a few moments as he eyed the downed foe until sighing in relief that they weren't getting back up. He was then startled when he felt the smack of a hand upside the back of his head, and he dropped the gunblade, which clattered loudly with a metallic twang sound on the cement ground, "OW!"

"IZUKU MIDORIYA! What on earth are you doing?! And how did you create all this?" Momo screamed at him as he flinched, turning his head to her and giving her a nervous chuckle. Momo's eyes went from furious to worried as she saw the clawed marks along his chest and the blood starting to ooze a little, "Izuku, You're injured!"

He looked down and rose an eyebrow, sure he had felt the burning sensation now, but he chose to ignore it. As he lifted his head and seen the girl who looked far worse off than he did, he gently pushed past Momo, picking up his blade and attaching it to his back as he knelt beside the earphone jack woman. Momo soon joined him as she started to create some bandage gauze from her arms.

The punk-looking girl grunted as she was lifted against the alleyway wall by the pink girl and the guy that saved them. She hissed as he looked over her wounds and glared her eyes at him as if to tell him not to get any funny ideas. He smiled at her to reassure her, "Your bleeding, but the wounds don't look too deep.. I'll fix you up real quick."

"With that? That weird-ass gun… sword thing on your back?" huffed the punk girl with her friend sighing at her pink friend's usual off-putting demeanor, Izuku, however, chuckled lightly and shook his head.

"No, sadly I doubt 'Aurora' will heal this up quickly," he spoke with a certainty that even Momo rose an eyebrow at, and with a flash of light that nearly blinded the three women with how close they were, now a literal knight with long green hair out of the back of the helmet. Izuku quickly removed his helmet and let the now longer curly hair drop against his back.

After placing his helmet on the ground beside them, he held his hands up towards the more serious wound on the punk girl, and after muttering a few more words, rose his hands up into the sky and shouted, "CLEMENCY!".

The punk girl gasped as she felt a rush of energy pass through her. It felt like a cool-mist swept across her body that felt cool yet relaxing. As quick as it came, so too did it fade as the teenager placed his helmet back on and, with another bright shine of light, reverted to what looked like regular street clothes. He smiled at the girl he just healed, ignoring the flabbergasted looks of all three women, "You may still feel some aching for a little while, which is normal, but that should have fixed up the most serious injuries."

"T-thanks…" the punk girl said as she stared at him in utter shock before checking her wounds to see that he was right! The injuries were closed and had barely left even a scar on her. Her deep purple eyes looked to the smiling boy, "M-My name is Kyoka Jiro, and this is Mina Ashido… a friend of mine." she spoke with a little gruff tone to her voice, while Mina was smiling brightly.

"That was SO COOL! How did you leap like that? That was such a cool explosion, too!" the pink-haired girl beamed and reached over Kyoka to grab his shoulders and shake them, excited to such an incredible display of power. This, however, caused Izuku to stutter and blush as he tried to answer her. Kyoka was snickering at her friend's outward personality to make the rather seemingly heroic boy fluster that bad.

All that came to a stop as a loud clearing of a throat broke them out of their revelry as they turned towards an irate looking Momo, her arms crossed under her ample chest and glaring at the green-haired boy who gulped.

"So, " she started getting into his personal space and her onyx eyes directly looking into his emeralds ones. Izuku leaned away as not to have her so close, "When could you change into something other than your knight outfit, and since when can you 'magically' heal people?"

As police sirens' sounds could be heard getting closer to them, Izuku knew he was in big trouble this time.

Though he didn't know which would be worse; the police or his very angry looking friend.

Laying in her bed, Momo sighed as she finished her, reminiscing about the day where Izuku 'manifested' what he had called a "gunbreaker" kit or some nonsense like that. As to how he had healed Kyoka, all he could say was that he could feel a "power within" him to perform such an act and couldn't really explain it, much to her jargon.

Thankfully, neither she nor Izuku faced charges of vigilantism thanks to the timely arrival of All Might. She was commended for stepping in to help the other two girls with minimal force used with her beanbag shotgun. (though she had to surrender it to police custody as evidence.)

Izuku, however, was given one final warning not to commit another act of vigilantism as this was technically his second time caught doing so. The amount of force he used would have normally landed him in jail with a record.

However, it wasn't all bad as Momo had become fast friends with both Kyoka and Mina. They would often join up and hang out with Setsuna and Izuku when he was given the time to considering he had explained how his mother had grounded him for a solid few weeks with nothing to do but study, exercise, or clean the beach.

Momo couldn't tell if that was a punishment or not, given how determined Izuku was with all three of those subjects.

She thought back to the last 'girls night' she had with the three other women and smiled at the antics that came up between the four of them. Introducing Mina to Setsuna should have sent red flags to Momo, considering how often Setsuna liked to tease and flirt, especially with her and Izuku. Adding Mina to that mix was a recipe for a teasing disaster that would usually revolve around Izuku of all people. The photos that Setsuna took of him working out at the beach did not help matters.

Thankfully, Kyoka seemed to be the cooler and level headed one of the new pair of friends and would prefer talking with Momo. Their conversations were so relaxing most of the time. However, she too was easy to fluster as proof of Mina and Setsuna tag-teaming her.

Sighing once again, Momo flipped over in her bed to her side and gazed at the picture sitting on a nightstand. It was a group pic of them all taken during the previous week, where Izuku had finished cleaning the beach. To celebrate, the group had come over to Momo's to have a celebratory dinner.

All five friends clung to one another, with Kyoka and Izuku being the obvious ones to blush and fluster the most, with Setsuna and Mina hanging off them. Momo was stuck in the middle with both blushing teenagers pushed against her. She smiled at the memory and slowly began to close her eyes, silently wishing her three new friends luck on their entrance exams tomorrow.