Well, here we are, another chapter down! WOO! Just one more after this and we finally get to a big arc... the USJ :O

Now that chapter may take a little longer to write, as I will be not only writing it in its entirety but also look into getting a beta reader or two to make sure it flows well.

Now, onto the Reviews (FFN)

Survivor: Well you were partially right, I didn't include Toru in this yet as I want to have her find out just a little later on... because a certain dazzling boy is taking up too much of her time ;D

aliestrikehero: I get that, but Most CC movies aren't that well done. and it was decided Warrior would be best unlocked by Bakugo because of his rage.

And he may/will get them, you'll just have to wait and see.

draculyn28: Thank you as always! :D

evanonymous: In all honesty, I wanted Inko to have more of an impact in the story, plus with how she is in the story, it's set up for some pure comedic gold involving disciplining Mineta. -cackles-

There are very valid reasons they are both hiding things from him, as hinted at in this chapter. But thank you for the compliment :D

Xerzo LotCN: It has to start somewhere ;) and again, it's going to be poly.

Please see my comment above in regards to them hiding shit from him. And of course, the green bean is going to be holding back with certain abilities. Hell the Warrior alone has some nasty sounding ones like "Onslaught", "Fell Cleave", and "Inner Beast". And yes, every job he unlocks is basically a max-level job class (as of now).

Eeeeh, he still got to see them.

For the summoner/main healer classes, those won't be a thing until after the USJ but before the Sports festival. As for the USJ?... well, you'll have to see it in two chapters.

Nabe-chan: Thank you, and trust me, some interactions of Moogles do look like balloons.

Gues: Well, you're in luck as chapter 13 is not the end!

Once again, thank you all for reading and enjoying the story.

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

Chapter 14

Healing Process

And in other news today, Captain Celebrity is facing further allegations of sexual misconduct involving several members of-'

"Geez, you'd think a pro hero would know better than to be doing that," Hanta Sero spoke from his spot on the couch, with Kaminari to his left and Mineta on his right. They were currently watching the 'Hero News Network' or HNN for short as Sero reached into the bowl of popcorn that was on his lap and tossing a few kernels into his mouth, "I mean, I get wanting the attention of fans, and the stories you hear of how far some of them will go… but to actually 'ACT' upon it…"

"Totally." Kaminari spoke with a mouthful of popcorn before swallowing it and downing a part of his soda afterward, "But there's nothing wrong to have the girls hang off of ya for a little bit, right?" He slyly smirked at the other two boys beside him, only for Sero to snicker as well. Mineta, however, 'tsked' the two and waggled his finger.

"Amateurs, what's important is that you become so popular that the women would just practically throw themselves at you."

"Dude, seriously?" Kaminari raised his eyebrow at the dwarf of a student, with Sero's expression matching his, "You really need to tone it down; what if Midoriya heard you? Or worse yet, one of the girls or Ms. Midoriya?"

"You're just scared to embrace the benefits of being a hero!" Mineta exclaimed as he stood up on the couch with a fist raised, "Being a hero is all about getting the ladies and being super popular! That's the reason why I am -ACK!" Mineta's 'declaration' of why he was training to be a hero was halted by the timely intervention of jacks striking him and sending out violent vibrations to cause the diminutive boy to collapse onto the ground with one leg twitching on the couch.

Kyoka frowned, crossing her arms as she stared at the last two; behind her were all of the other girls as well as Tenya, Yuga, and Kirishima, with all of their faces showing some frown of emotion similar to it, "Alright, you two, spill."

"Hey, hey! We did nothing wrong!" Kaminari jumped from the couch and turned to his classmates, "We were trying to keep Mineta in line."

"Oh? And what about 'There's nothing wrong to have the girls hang off of ya'?" Kyoka said with a smug tone of voice, for which Kaminari flinched in response when he saw the girl's ear jacks waving about like two serpents ready to strike.

Thankfully, Tenya was able to avoid another boy falling victim to the punk rocker, waving his arm up and down robotically, "Jiro, it is very unheroic to strike your fellow classmates, despite their views being... skewed… on what it means to be a hero." eyeing Mineta as he said that last bit, before turning his attention to Kaminari, "And while you did try and curb Mineta's comments, saying such things is also disrespectful."

"R-right… I was just goofing, you know? Hangin' out with the boys and 'shooting the shit'?" Kaminari tried to defend himself, chuckling nervously. At the same time, Tenya stared him down in a scowl before sighing gently and rubbing the bridge of his nose.

"Regardless, it's best to watch how others may perceive your "goofing off", as we are training to be heroes."

"R-right… sorry everyone." Kaminari bowed a few times and rather quickly, shaking his head from the sudden rush of blood to his head.

Momo spoke up next, seeing what the three boys were watching, and blinked in surprise, looking at Kaminari as she spoke, "The HNN?"

"Not like we had a choice in the matter," Sero spoke up from the couch, as he looked back at the others with a handful of popcorn in his hand as everyone looked at him, "When we got here about three hours ago, Midoriya had already claimed the T.V." He continued but now turning his head towards the said appliance. The others finally had noticed what could be a bunch of pillows surrounding someone covered up in a blanket; gentle mutters could barely be heard over the volume of the television.

"And when Mineta tried to take the remote from him, Midoriya literally 'hissed' at him like a damn cat… funniest shit I have ever seen." The tape user chuckled and ate the handful of popcorn.

Kaminari chuckled at that and the others following suit, though some had more endearing smirks upon their face. Tsuyu was the first one to break from her giggling, which sounded like tiny ribbits, and tilted her head with a finger on her chin as she stared at the lump of pillows and a blanket.

Toru, who was beside the frog girl, tapped her shoulder and got her attention though she was still staring at the lump, "Whatcha thinking, Tsu?"

"Well, one of us should try and get Izuku out from under his little 'fortress of solitude', kero... and I think I know of a way to snap him out of it.."

Izuku scribbled note after note within one of his older notebooks as the t.v. screen showed off recent footage of Captain Celebrity taking down a bunch of petty criminals. Sure, he had updated the tally of how many scandals the hero was into a whopping twenty-three, and that wasn't even counting the minor charges he had throughout the years as well.

Izuku only had so much space per hero entry after all.

Still, the new footage revealed a few things he had noticed that answered a couple of his assumptions, and it was a good thing he always wrote in pencil. As he was writing though, his mind started to wander a little at what had happened throughout the week since the battle trials.

What he remembered first was the state that Ochako had found him and most of the other girls when she had came back to Kyoka's room after her phone call. Turns out, crying your hearts out exhausted the four girls and single boy and they had passed out still wrapped up together in their tight embrace.

As Ochako had described later on after, she too, had tackled Izuku in a bear-crushing hug from learning what he had told the other girls, was that everyone looked so peaceful and cute snuggled up in a big pile. Though the other girls were blushing hard, Izuku's brain had stopped functioning as he remembered how he had woken up.

When he slowly awoke to the sounds of movement from the door, his eyes fully opened wide in shock as he felt the warm and soft curves of all the women lying with him that were still passed out.

He dared not move his head as he felt the softness of Momo's chest pressed against the side of his neck. Apparently, the heiress had shifted during the impromptu nap and had cradled the right side of his head. Hence, it rested between her very generous bust and under her chin, her arms gently lowered to rest limply on his collar bone. He could hear her breathing as well as the soft beating of her heart with how close his ear was to her.

Mina, also, had shifted in her sleep, though it wasn't as much of a change as Momo's was. He could feel Mina's breath from her lips on his cheek, which sent goosebumps down his body and caused him to shiver in delight at the feeling. What really took the cake was when, as she slept, she kept gently placing tiny chaste kisses on his cheek, murmuring so soft he couldn't hear what she was saying. Izuku doubted if he had Kyoka's super hearing, he would still be able to make out what the pink girl was talking about.

Speaking of the punk rocker, Kyoka was nestled against his side with her head resting upon his abdomen. She was breathing gently with one hand resting beside her face, fingers tensing a little as she must've been dreaming of something. Izuku's hand was resting on her shoulder, but anytime he tried to readjust it or move it away, the ear jack wrapped around his wrist kept him from moving from that spot.

And lastly, there was Tsuyu.

Though he could not move his head, he could see the frog girl's recognizable deep green hair resting upon his left pectoral. Izuku watched as her head rose with his own breathing, nuzzling close with her left hand resting on the other side of his chest. When she nuzzled closer, as if trying to hear his heartbeat, her lips gently opened, and he swore he listened to the cutest of ribbits and croaks escaping with her breath.

The problem, however, was not how close her head was to his own. No, it was the fact that she had draped a leg around his, and as she shifted a little in her sleep, her thigh would keep rubbing against his crotch. And of course, with all of the combined sensual touching from the other women, it was challenging for Izuku to try and keep his arousal down, even when he had shut his eyes trying to calm himself down and recite old math equations or anything for that matter.

Sadly, Mina was the one to break that concentration when between a few of her kisses, she very quietly spoke his name in a soft but breathy sort of manner into his ear. His eyes shot open once again as his cheeks had gone deep red in color. His eyes bolted down when he heard a slightly audible 'kero?' and his emerald irises looked upon the smaller black ones of Tsuyu looking up at him. There was a brief silence between the two until Tsuyu's cheeks began to lightly color up to a soft pink hue, and she spoke the two words he dreaded the most at this time.

"It twitched."

From there, it was pure chaos of apologies and explaining to Ochako that there was nothing 'lewd' about what he and the others were doing. Granted, she understood at the end when she, too, had tackled the boy in a firm hug when she was told about his past. After that, everyone had decided to retire to their own rooms for the evening.

School, for the most part, went by almost too quickly in Izuku's eyes. Sure, most of the content in the morning was a review for Izuku, due to Nezu having given him the first-year academic course during the tutoring he had done to get his high school diploma a year ago, which, of course, the 'rat' never told him about.

Surprisingly, the heroic's class for the past week had been a more in-depth review of the battle trials they had on Monday. The reason was that Bakugo was still wearing a cast over his left arm and a bandage over his head and Recovery Girl had given him a week to properly rest and heal up since she did all that she could do with her quirk.

The other reason could have been to help ease All Might into his new teaching role. Izuku thought it was mostly this reason because, while he still respected the man immensely, even the eternal fanboy had to admit that while All Might embodied the meaning of a true hero, the man couldn't teach a fish to swim.

Tuesday's class had Aizawa there with them. Most of the time, All Might had kept stumbling over his notes and sweating at the presence of the man who kept glaring at him with every mistake the number one hero made during the entire class. Wednesday to Friday, the mood had shifted, and All Might seemed to have picked up on how to properly teach, though stumbling a couple of times. As the class seemed to be enjoying and participating more, Izuku had noticed a few Moogles flying about the room with papers, passing close to the All Might and whispering into his ear. The boy smiled to himself as he began to fill out another notebook of his classmates' quirks with his usual gusto, contributing when he could, though letting the others toss in their own thoughts and ideas as well.

Speaking of the Moogles, it had been some time since Izuku had seen Mog. He was a little saddened at this since the little creature had been a little more forthcoming with the answers to some of Izuku's questions. When Izuku was told as to why Mog had to hold back on some of his answers, the little Moogle explained that it was 'Hydaelyn's will' not to overload the poor boy's mind with some of the concepts and responsibilities of being a 'Warrior of Light', and that it would only be time before he would learn everything.

He was still not satisfied with that answer. Still, Izuku couldn't hold it against Mog, and at least it was better than Nezu or Recovery Girl's dodging of the topics.

What he did notice though, not just of Mog, but by all of the Moogles he had seen zip and flit about the school was that they were the ones maintaining the campus grounds and buildings. This theory concluded when Izuku had gone to see the support studio to get his hero suit fixed up during his lunch period on Tuesday. However, he was shocked to see that the studios were closed off and construction signs all over the main entrance. Thankfully, Power Loader had been there speaking with some of the older students, so he was able to ask what had happened.

The support teacher explained how a first-year student had been trying to repair some gauntlets that looked like comically large grenades through a heavy sigh. During the repair, they got a new idea for an invention and tried to incorporate the gauntlets' design into it. The worst part was when said student had found some kind of nitroglycerin within one of the busted gauntlets and was able to filter and distill it into its "purest" form overnight.

Izuku paled when he heard that the student had then tried to use the explosive as their 'babies' power source and tried to test it out this morning, only for the thing to explode in a large fireball and destroy nearly everything. No students or faculty were harmed, which was a godsend.

Izuku had asked what happened to the student since he knew Power Loader would give them a severe punishment for the negligence. Still, the teacher sighed as the worst they had gotten was a warning and to be given a separate studio at the request of Nezu. Apparently, the dean liked their chaotic sort of thinking and would be safer to keep them away from the other students in case of accidents. Also, they would need to keep up with their studies or lose access to the private studio.

Though it would take a week before they could look into repairing his suit, Power Loader was able to take it and explained he could just use the UA sports uniform instead for the time being. He would also inform Aizawa and All Might for him. As Izuku bowed and thanked the man, his eyes quickly looked over Power Loader's shoulder to see three Moogles flying slowly into the construction zone.

All three were wearing tiny little hardhats with holes on the top to allow for their poms, with matching tool belts as well. One of them had spotted Izuku and chirped out a friendly 'kupo' before darting in.

Tuesday was also when Izuku started his therapy with Hound Dog. Despite his rather tough-looking appearance, the counselor was a very patient man and kind in demeanor. The first session was merely an introduction to one another, plus Izuku going into fanboy mode and asking some questions that had plagued his mind since the hero had debuted. Hound Dog found it quite charming, given how he often was stuck at UA and didn't have much of a presence outside of the university.

The second session was more or less similar, though the counselor had begun to ask Izuku about his home life with his mom, and of course, ask about his dad. Though the dog-like man could see the young man hesitate initially, Izuku slowly opened up a little to talk about his parents. He held back some information, from what Hound Dog could tell. Still, the counselor knew that they needed to go at Izuku's pace to gain his trust. It was evident that because of his schooling, Izuku barely trusted most school faculty, if even at all.

The third and fourth sessions were pretty much the same, a comfortable atmosphere and Izuku slowly opening up more. But the session they had today, Hound Dog suggested something since their time had to be cut short today due to an impromptu staff meeting. The canine-looking hero had suggested that Izuku spend the rest of the evening doing something for himself and only himself.

When asked why, Hound Dog stated that he noticed that Izuku tended to look out for other people's feelings or concerns over his own throughout their last four sessions. While an excellent trait for a hero, it can also have a negative side to it. He explained that bottling up all of his emotions, positive or negative, he'd be a ticking time bomb.

A prime example was the battle trials where Izuku brutalized Bakugo. While he didn't blame the green-eyed boy for what he did, as it was training and having some time with the blonde bomber gave Hound Dog the knowledge that Bakugo really liked to push buttons. He noted how Izuku had looked at Bakugo from the hole in the wall in the video playback and how it was like Izuku had been watching and daring the unconscious boy to get back up.

And that's where he is now, taking the advice and enjoying what he loved the most, while covered under a blanket with a couple of pillows around him for support and under the said blanket, he wore a simple short and shirt combo, with the kanji on the t-shirt reading "dress shirt".

As he kept scribbling down his notes and the news network began to show off some footage of the latest trailer for the Godzillo movie coming soon, Izuku snapped out of his 'analysis' mode when he felt a gentle but slightly cold fingertip push into his cheek.

As he turned his head to see who it was, his emerald eyes soon stared into the vacant eyes of Tsuyu, who was crouched down beside him, her finger having slide down to rest on his chin, but still pressing against it, "Y-Yes, As-Tsu?- I meant Tsu." he stammered out and quickly corrected himself when Tsuyu gave him a quick glare.

"Kero, you've been watching the HNN for a while now, Izuku… what do you remember last doing and the time you did it?"

"Last doing?... O-oh! I saw the TV was free and m-made myself a sandwich for dinner and then started watching the hero news, that was around… four?" Izuku questioned as he tilted his head at her, "W-why do you ask?"

"She asked because you've been watching nothing but the hero news for about five hours, Izuku," Momo spoke up, making him turn his head under the blanket to see her worried look as well as the rest of the class that was present. Izuku turned his head the other way to look at the clock and flinched when the device showed it was currently almost nine-thirty, and Momo was telling the truth.

"OMGOSHIAMSOSORRY!IDIDNTMEANTOTAKEUPTHETVFORTHEENTIR-" *thunk* *thunk*

Izuku froze as when he had risen to bow and apologize to his classmates for hogging the TV; he had let go of the blanket that was wrapped around him. The numerous notebooks he had underneath tumbled out and hit the floor beside his feet.

His eyes were wide as dinner plates, irises pinpricks as he looked over the shocked and intrigued looks of some of his peers. Momo, Mina, and Kyoka were wide-eyed as well and looked on as Izuku slowly snapped his head to Tsuyu when she gave an inquisitive ribbit and knelt to pick up one of the notebooks that had opened. The boy felt dread as he recognized the page it was on and the color of the cover.

It was one of the notebooks he had made of his classmates, and the page it had opened to was of the frog girl in question.

With a rough sketch of her In her hero suit, in a dynamic pose with her tongue lashing out.

She was quiet as she was reading her particular entry, and Izuku's attention was then turned towards Kirishima when he exclaimed, "Holy smokes! That's a lot of books! What's in them?"

Izuku stood there for a few moments, frozen as he contemplated what to say or do. But he slowly straightened himself out and took a slow but deep inhale of air before exhaling, using one of the few calming methods Hound Dog had taught him during the week when he was panicking, "T-there my… 'Hero Analysis' books… r-remember when I mentioned my mom using an old notebook of mine for my hero costume?"

Kirishima and the others nodded, though Kaminari and Sero blinked in confusion, despite nodding as well, "Y-yea, that one was from when I was about… eight or so…? So I've been doing them for a long time, actually since I could learn to write really."

"That sounds awesome!" Kirishima said with a big grin, "Especially with how smart you are, plus when we were reviewing the battle trials over the week, you did bring up some manly points about how I can improve my quirk and strategies."

"Y-you think so?" Izuku asked, sounding surprisingly shocked and blinking at the red-headed boy.

"Yep! And Mina told me about how you helped her figure out some new moves with her quirk before we got to UA, so I'm super excited to see what you wrote about me!" Kirishima gave Izuku a thumbs up, which startled the boy as he looked at Mina, giving him a peace sign and sticking a small bit of her tongue out at him.

Izuku nodded and looked back to Kirishima, "Y-Yea, that sounds good… if anyone else wants to look at their entries, we can do a… 'quirk study' thing? I guess… like we all gather at the dining table tomorrow since it's Saturday, and you guys can look through them?" Izuku asked with a shrug of his shoulders, chuckling nervously as he still wasn't too sure if anyone wouldn't have found it creepy.

Sero was the first to speak up, placing the empty bowl that once held the popcorn on the table, "Sounds pretty good to me, but it is getting late."

"Indeed!" Tenya spoke aloud, his finger raised in the air, "It would be best we all get some sleep for now."

Everyone had nodded as Izuku looked to Tsuyu, who was still reading the notebook, and her face was covered by it. He blinked as he gently called her name, only for her to quickly lookup and using the book to hide the lower part of her face for some reason. Tsuyu's beady little irises glanced over the ground of people still there before quickly closing the book and handing it back to Izuku, a little forcibly.

She gave a gentle bow in gratitude. With a soft 'kero', she immediately hightailed it up the stairs to the dorm rooms without saying another word. A few of her classmates watched with a raised eyebrow and confusion at the frog girl's sudden retreat. Izuku mentally sighed, watching her runoff.

'And so it begins…' Izuku thought as he began to pick up his notebooks; his face sulked slightly as he gripped the notebooks in his hands.

"Are you sure about this, Toshinori?" Nezu asked as he looked upon the shrunken hero before him, both enjoying a nice hot cup of tea in the dean's office where the various security cameras were watching the students' antics in their general purpose areas of the dorms.

"It's been nearly a year since I last brought it up, and I still believe my choice is correct." The blonde man said after drinking some of his tea, "Despite the more recent issue with Bakugo, I still believe that young Midoriya is a perfect candidate for 'One for All'."

"And if it doesn't take? Considering how it affected you since you were quirkless yourself, I'd think it would just be more of a stronger version of that. However, Izuku is not your typical quirkless; even I don't know what could happen if the quirk is affected by the blessing."

"Or vice versa…" Toshinori looked pointedly at the dean, who didn't flinch or move from the accusation, "We both know that you care more about the boy's blessing than anything else."

"And I have my reasons for that."

"Which are?"

"...Nothing to inform you about at this current time." Nezu said before sipping his tea, eyes closed as the number one hero sighed heavily and hung his head.

"I can see why young Midoriya often leaves here with a look of utter frustration."

"And it is not my intention to keep Izuku in the dark, believe me when I say that his frustrations and displeasure at both myself and Recovery Girl have not gone unnoticed." Nezu spoke in a quiet tone, staring into his cup with the ever-present smile the dean was always sporting faded into a small scowl, "It hurts me greatly not to be able to tell him everything… about himself, myself, Recovery Girl, or Hydaelyn for that matter."

Toshinori stared at the rare appearance of melancholy upon Nezu's face, raising an eyebrow at his admission of displeasure and the way he spoke. He watched as the dean got out of his chair and walked over to the large office window, arms behind his back and staring over the campus grounds, "You make it sound like young Midoriya is some sort of amnesiac then a young man with powers he doesn't understand fully yet."

"... In a way, he is, but in reality, he isn't." Nezu answered gently, still looking out the window for a few more moments before taking a deep breath and slapping his cheeks with his small pawed hands, "Now, should Izuku accept 'One for All', do you have plans in place to explain any changes to boy's abilities?"

Toshinori leaned forward with his hands clasped together, a little miffed the subject changed again, but they were running late into the night, and he was tired, "Given young Midoriya's 'quirk', it would be safe to assume that it could be a form of 'quirk evolution'. It was possibly due to how late it appeared in his life and now adapting to the boy constantly using it."

Nezu nodded gently, turning towards the other man in the room and walking over to the security monitors, "And I'm assuming you will need to inform Aizawa about this as well? I know you have your reservations in letting people know about the secret of your quirk. Still, he is Izuku's homeroom teacher and the one to be training him primarily."

Toshinori sighed gently, "I had a feeling you would bring that up, plus I remember how angry he was when you had failed to tell him everything about young Midoriya's blessing."

"You'd be surprised how easy it was to calm him down with some of the more exotic jelly pouches he consumes on the daily." Nezu shrugged gently, with Toshinori chuckling softly.

"I'll keep that in mind, just in case… but I do see your point, and I will inform him before asking the boy."

"Plus, I'm shocked you haven't asked for my permission yet… or was I not part of the plan?" Nezu asked with a hint of coldness in his tone that made the taller man flinch; Toshinori began to sputter and refute the claim before he caught the mischievous smile of the dean, "Oh don't worry, Toshi… While I initially was against giving Izuku the quirk a year ago, I'm all for it now, especially given the circumstances."

"Sir?"

"It is of no concern at this time, Toshinori." Nezu spoke with finality to it, "It would be best to wait to inform you when Midoriya and Aizawa are present. To save time."

"Erm.. right, sir…" The blonde man slowly rose and, after bowing, began to head towards the door, "If that's all, I should be heading back home for now."

"Of course, and Toshi?" Nezu called out as the skeleton turned to face him, "Perhaps wait till after the USJ trip next Tuesday to place another weight on the boy's shoulders, hmm?"

Toshinori chuckled at that, nodding before opening the office door, "I will sir, have a pleasant rest of your evening." and after that, shut the door behind him.

Nezu sighed as he shook his head in quiet amusement, moving away from the monitors to look out the window once again, arms behind his back, "Now to figure out my two major problems..."

"Where is his crystal to combat the darkness."

Nezu turned toward the monitors, his face grim as he hit a button on the remote by his desk and the screens filled with various images of a bright blue sky, with a small black-robed figure floating within, "...And what are you planning, Ascian?"

Izuku stretched gently, grunting low in his throat as he finished his pre-bedtime workout of twenty situps and twenty push-ups. Nothing to make him sweat a lot and take a shower, but something to ease his muscles a bit and get warmed up for a relaxing night of sleep.

Drying himself off with a towel, he had grabbed a new t-shirt (this one saying 'pajamas') when he heard the soft knocking against his door. Pulling down the garment over his body, Izuku gave a curious answer of 'one moment' as he strode towards his door. He opened it and froze when he saw the recognizable green hair tied into a bun at the back of her head and the vacant eyes of his classmate, "Ts-Tsuyu? W-what can I d-do for you?"

The frog-girl stood before him wearing a very long green t-shirt that hung off of her shoulders, along with baggy pastel green PJ pants and, admittedly, adorable frog slippers. She looked up to him and, with a tilt of her head to the side, "Sorry to disturb you this late, Izuku, but could I come in? I'd like to speak with you, kero."

"Y-Yea, sure, no problem." Izuku squeaked out, moving aside as Tsuyu walked right in. Izuku quickly shut the door and was shaking as he kept staring at the wood texture of it, his mind going a million miles a second arguing with himself.

'There's a girl in my room… MY room!'

'She just came here to talk, and she's a good friend; why should that matter?'

'Because there is a beautiful girl in my room, one who rushed off after reading her entry!'

'Maybe that's why she's here? To clarify some of my theories about her quirk?'

'She could be here to tell me it's creepy and never speak to her again.'

'If that was the case, why would she need to come into my room?'

'Maybe she came here to confess?'

That final thought almost made him laugh out loud at the very notion of that. Tsuyu was a smart, attractive, and beautiful woman who could obviously do a lot better than the quirkless and plain-looking boy. Taking a deep breath, he straightened himself out and began to turn around, "he was about to speak when he froze again, and his mouth went agape a little.

Tsuyu was sitting on his bed, both toned legs stretched out, and one was over the top of the other as if to show them off, her hands rested back behind her as she leaned back, arching her back slightly in a stretch as if to put her chest on display for some reason, and once she finished her 'stretch', her shirt had shifted to reveal her bare shoulder to him, Izuku's mind freezing at the one thought once he saw her shoulder.

'S-she isn't wearing a bra…'

Shaking his head to get those thoughts out of his mind, Izuku stiffly walked over to his desk chair and sat down. As he did so, Tsuyu sat a little back up and brought her feet in, with her hands now clasped on her knees. Izuku could see a small dusting of red on Tsuyu's cheeks, granted he wasn't too much better as his cheeks were almost atomic red at this point, "S-s-s-so what did you wanna t-t-t-talk about?"

Silence fell heavy in the room as Tsuyu took a calming breath, evident that she was a little put off from being in a boy's room. With her emotions in check and the dust of red faded from her cheeks, she stared at Izuku, "A couple of things, if that's alright, and a favor as well."

"A f-favor?" Izuku asked, tilting his head to the side in confusion as well as intrigue.

"Mhmm, first off… you know I tend to speak my mind freely. So I will be blunt with you."

Tsuyu shifted, so she was a little off the bed, closer to him, "Your analysis of my quirk was a little creepy, not going to lie to you about that." She spoke gently, trying not to make it harsher than it already was. Tsuyu saw some of the light within his eyes fade as if he seemed to be dreading something, but she reached out with her finger and pressed the tip against his lips, "Let me finish."

He nodded gently, now blushing more from the feeling of her cool finger against his lips, "While it is a little creepy, I know it's not out of malice or any ill intentions. Plus, what you wrote about me, was very flattering…" Tsuyu's tone remained gentle as she slowly moved her finger away… admittedly, she missed the warmth that came off of his lips.

"Truthfully, I couldn't believe most of it because you were talking about me."

"What's not to believe, Tsu?" Izuku asked as she stared at him; she tilted her own head in confusion as Izuku began to speak, a determined look in his eyes, "Everything I write in those notebooks are how I see and feel about the people within them. I may love heroes, but that doesn't mean I like all of them and some of the scandals they can get up to."

Tsuyu listened on as the boy spoke his mind, her hand still on the edge of the bed gripping it hard as if trying to stop her from doing something foolish, "But that way you were talking about me like I'm this special unique person when I'm just a girl that looks like a frog-"

"So?" Izuku interrupted, "Just because your quirk had altered your looks doesn't mean that you aren't a beautiful woman still, heck, it just makes your more beautiful sinc-mmph" Izuku was shushed again by her finger on his lips, Tsuyu was staring him down hard now, though not in anger, but the look within her eyes she was clearly holding something back.

"Let's… just get to my favor now; it's getting late." She said with a stern tone, and Izuku quickly nodded, "I did notice that you had a theory that my quirk gives me some behavioral characteristics, Well you are correct, and that is what the favor is for."

"I need your help to train my 'predator/prey' instinct."

Tsuyu moved her finger away, leaning back a little as Izuku raised an eyebrow, "I'd be more than happy to help, Tsu… but how can I help?"

Tsuyu shuffled her feet slightly in her slippers, looking down, "Well, it's because of your 'Dragoon' kit, to be quite honest. When you transformed and remained as a Dragoon, kero, I felt the 'presence' of a predator radiating off you during the assessment tests. While that is normal for me at times, it wasn't until you activated that 'blood of the dragon' ability that I froze up."

"I also froze up when you used the 'eye of the dragon', the red one on Bakugo." She continued as Izuku was about to start apologizing for what he had done, but the glare he got from Tsuyu halted him.

"I don't blame you for that, as it was a new 'kit' for you, but I need to build up a resistance to it for the future, so I just don't freeze up if we are working together on a team for heroic's class."

Izuku nodded gently as he settled into his chair, it was a reasonable request, and it was true what she was telling him, "When would you like to start?"

"Sunday after lunch, if possible, Ms. Midnight told me about some private training studios used by students to practice in." Tsuyu said as she got up; Izuku stood up with her.

"Sunday works fine for me; we could leave from here if you want."

"That sounds lovely, kero." Tsuyu said as she began to head towards the door but stopped after taking two steps, turning around to see Izuku looking at her with a puzzled look on his face.

"Is there anything else, Tsu-mmph!" And once again, Izuku was interrupted not by her finger this time. No, it was the fact the frog girl had marched right up to him and planted her cool lips against his own.

Her hands had gripped his head as she held it in place, standing up on her tiptoes due to the height difference, and had shut her eyes. At the same time, Izuku's were as wide as dinner plates before slowly closing them, and his face went utterly atomic red. Tsuyu soon felt the touch of his hands on the small of her back and attempted to pull her body closer, but that's when she slowly pulled away from his embrace and the kiss. She smiled inwardly as when she did so, he had started to chase after her slightly.

She took a step back as Izuku opened his eyes slowly; they had a glazed-over look to them as she ribbited gently in a giggle, "That was for all the nice things you said about me… Have pleasant dreams, Izuku."

The boy mumbled out a weak goodbye as Tsuyu turned around, swaying her hips from side to side as if to hypnotize him with her butt, which was now being shown a little more predominantly due to her shirt riding up from when his hands were on her back and displaying it for him, as she walked out of the room, shutting the door behind her while turning slightly giving the boy a wink just as it closed.

Izuku took a single step forward to go after her before taking a few steps backward in a daze and falling back against his bed and his glazed eyes staring up at the ceiling.

Izuku. exe had stopped working.