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Himiko hated hospitals. She hated the stupid white sheets, she hated the ugly hospital gown they'd put her in, she hated the smell of medicine in the air, and she hated the doctors that always told her she wasn't normal.

But she hated this hospital because it was where her Izu looked the smallest.

It was strange, but Izu had always been larger than life for her. Even when they were children she loved and idolized him. He was her best friend, her hero, and now her most loved person.

But in this hospital bed he was small, hurt, and vulnerable. She didn't like this at all, not the blood he was covered in when the teachers brought him to the ambulance, and not the way his legs were mangled and twisted.

He had been so pale under all of the blood; she was sure he was dead. For a terrible instant, she felt nothing but unbridled animalistic rage. She wanted nothing more than to peel the skin from that bastard Shigaraki's body, flay him in front of his minion Kurogiri, and gorge herself on his blood until her thirst was slaked.

But Izu wasn't dead, and she had been by his side the entire time; except to have her own wounds treated and for the surgeons to operate on him. Thankfully, Recovery Girl was on standby, and the worst of his injuries had been treated; but they had been bad. He'd had twelve broken ribs, two broken legs, his middle finger on his right hand had been fractured, the arm itself had been dislocated, and his spine had been severely bruised where Nomu had slammed him against the ground.

Recovery Girl and the doctors had also said one of his ribs had come so close to piercing his heart that it was a miracle he hadn't died from all of his running, jumping, and even carrying her.

' Even when he's half dead, the dummy worries about me.'

Himiko brushed a stray lock of hair from his face, and repressed the urge to cry. She'd cried so many times since Izuku had come out of surgery, and she'd cried even harder when they'd told her he would pull through. Eri and Inko had been by and the tears had only flown ever more freely once they had seen the state Izu was in.

Himiko wished Inko would never have to see Izu in such a state, but she knew it was an inevitability he would be hurt badly eventually. She just wished it had been after he was out of school and doing hero work.

"H-Himi-chan?"

His voice was a whisper, but it was the most beautiful sound she had ever heard. She didn't know how long it had been since she'd heard it, but it had been to long.

"Izu!" Himiko rushed to her feet and stood over him, her tears spilling again in relief.

He smiled up at her weakly," you're alright, that's good."

"Idiot! Of course I'm alright! You protected me, even though you were so badly hurt. I-I c-can't lose you, idiot! So don't ever do anything like that again!"

Himiko wished she could hit him, but he was far too injured. So she settled on lightly resting her head against his chest and trying to suppress her frustration.

"I-I'm sorry, Himi-chan."

He was apologizing, but he wasn't promising her," you better promise me you won't throw your life away like you tried to! I'm not worth something like that."

Izu was silent and for a second Himiko was sure he'd fallen unconscious, but he shifted under her and sighed," I won't promise that. You're worth more to me than anything, and I won't abandon you; not as long as I can protect you. Even if that means I die." She was shaking, and Izu was staring at her with eyes so wide they were dinner plates. "H-Himi-chan? Are you crying?!"

"O-Of course I a-am! How could I not! E-Even after everything I've done, every mistake I've made, you still think I'm worth saving."

It was to much, she couldn't believe him. He was to good, and had far more forgiveness in him than he should.

"You'll always be worth it, and I'll always save you."

"Ah, I see you two are as lovey-dovey as ever," All Might's booming voice startled them both, and Himiko jumped, pulling a knife from underneath her hospital gown.

"Good gracious! Where do you keep those things?"

Himiko glowered at him.

She had mixed feelings about the number one hero, because on the one hand, he hadn't been there when Izu needed him, but on the other, he had come and saved him before he could be killed. It wasn't in her to forgive someone like Izu could, but she could forgive him just a little since he had saved her reason for living.

Himiko spun her knife in her hand, and stashed it in her hidden knife belt around her waist," I always have a knife on me, but you didn't come here for that. Did you, All Might?"

He smiled through a grimace and shut the door behind himself, locking it," afraid not, but I'm afraid the news isn't g—"

All Might all at once shrank, his body becoming skeletal, and frail. A plume of smoke shot out, blood poured from his mouth, and he started coughing furiously.

Izu had told her about All Might's diminished form, but this was the first time she had seen it for herself. He didn't look much better than Izu.

"You look awful."

"H-Himiko! I-I'm sorry about her, All Might! I made her mad and she's taking it out on you."

Izu was stumbling over himself, and Himiko was quick to push him back down into his bed," oh no you don't mister, keep moving like that and your wounds will only get worse."

"She is right, young Midoriya. Just sit back and let me tell you what's happening." All Might sat in the chair opposite the one Himiko had been in," before the battle at U.S.J. I could use One for All for roughly three hours, but now I'm cut down to only one-third of that time. So my time as the number one hero is slowly reaching its end."

Izu's paled complexion worsened at that news," b-but All Might! W-What do we do? S-Should I give One for All back? Maybe it would give you your time back! Maybe—"

All Might held up a forestalling hand," don't even think of it, young Midoriya. I gave you One for All because I trust you with it, and the future you will use it to shape. I will not take the power merely because my time with it is waining. I only ask, that now you understand the dangers of becoming a hero, what will you do?"

Izu looked down at his arm that had been put in a sling, and then he looked at Himiko," I… I want to to be a hero, and protect everyone even more than ever now. So, if you'll still have me," Izu turned to All Might, conviction shining in his eyes," I want to keep being your successor!"

All Might's skeletal grin was an odd juxtaposition to his usual smile," I couldn't have said it better myself!"

All Might and Izu were staring at one another, both of them smiling like idiots who had uncovered some unfathomable truth.

"You're both crazy," Himiko sat down next to Izu and glared at them both.

It was two weeks before Izuku could leave the hospital, and it was even longer before his arm was removed from the sling. But thanks to Recovery Girl and the doctors there would be no lasting damage.

Although, they had said he was extremely stupid for putting his body under so much strain. And Himiko seemed to be of the mind that she agreed with them, because she reminded Izuku just how big of an idiot he was. But that didn't stop her from kissing him just as much as she chastised him.

' Girls are confusing.' Izuku thought to himself as he walked into his and his mother's apartment for the first time in weeks.

A streak of white slammed into him," Papaaaaaa!"

Eri's tears stained Izuku's school shirt; his arm throbbed inside the sling, but he crouched down and put a hand on her head," it's okay, Eri. I'm here."

He wrapped her small frame In a large hug and let his own tears fall. He'd tried desperately to keep them in, for Himiko's sake, and for All Might. But it was all but impossible hearing Eri sob now.

A pair of thin arms circled the pair, and Izuku knew it was Himiko. She was the only person who could have such delicately small arms, but a bone crushing hug. She had carefully placed her arms so that they circled his uninjured ribs, and his arm that was in the sling.

"H-Himi-chan, you're c-crushing Eri and me." Izuku grimaced through the pain and pulled Eri closer so most of the pressure would be on him.

"I'm just happy you're home," she whispered, planting a kiss on his neck that made him shudder.

Goosebumps rose on his skin and heat climbed into his cheeks," uh, maybe now isn't the time for that, Himi-chan."

She pulled back and puffed out her cheeks," fiiiiiiiiine. Your mom is making your favorite anyway, so we better hurry."

As she stood, Izuku noticed Himiko was paler than usual, and her usually present blush was absent," hold on."

Izuku spun her around, placed a hand on her forehead, and winced," y-you're burning up! You need to lie down!"

"I'm fine Izu, it's just… I haven't—"

He frowned and realized something," you haven't taken any blood from me this whole time. Himiko that isn't good, you need blood or you'll—"

"Go crazy? I know, but… I don't want to hurt you." She smiled, but the expression was dull and diminished," I know my limits, so trust me."

Izuku wasn't sure about that, if she knew her limits so well then why was it that she took blood from him so often? Maybe it was because they were dating, and his blood was special to her. But he was sure even if that was the case, it couldn't be good that she hadn't had any for two weeks, and it must be torture for her.

"Even if you say that, I can see you're suffering, so please," Izuku held up his good arm," take some."

Her pupils shrank to the thinnest of slits, her cheeks turned bright red, and she gulped heavily. Himiko's parted pink lips revealed her fangs, sharp and gleaming in the light of the apartment entryway.

Izuku's heart raced, and it thundered even louder as she slunk forward; her eyes almost completely golden with the tiniest amount of black from her pupils visible. Her sharp cat-like eyes made him shiver, and her teeth grazed the flesh of his arm before she pulled back.

She shook her head and it seemed a monumental feat for her to shut her mouth. Izuku had seen thin trails of saliva trailing from her fangs, so he could tell she desperately wanted his blood. But she still turned away.

She seemed to want to say something, but when she looked down at Eri she turned," come on you two, Inko is waiting for us."

That was strange, Himiko was never the type to restrain herself in anything. She always did whatever she wanted without restraint, unless the situation called for it, that was. He would have to ask later.

Himiko sat on top of Izu's apartment building, her hair whipped and thrashed in the air of the cool spring night; irritating her nose. She couldn't believe herself. She had nearly attacked Izu, she hadn't been this blood crazed since Saito, and she couldn't attack Izu like she had the other boy.

' Maybe I should leave. '

The thought had come and gone in an instant, if she left, it would break Izu's heart, and she would be all alone again. Not to mention the heroes and police all knew her name, and after all the trouble she had gone through to keep her identity a secret. It was annoying, but it was what Izu wanted.

"There you are!"

Himiko looked to the side and saw Izuku hoisting himself up on the ledge she had used to climb up. His eyes were crinkled and worried, his freckles creased as he frowned. He had used One for All to hoist himself up with his one good arm.

"You should be asleep Izu, we're going back to school tomorrow."

"I could say the same to you," he huffed and sat next to her," but I don't think you'd listen."

Himiko turned her gaze up to the moon.

"I was scared."

A second passed before Izu said anything," of going to sleep?"

She tore her gaze from the sky and glared heatedly at him," no, not of falling asleep!" As soon as her anger had come it all evaporated and made her deflate," I was scared I would hurt you, if I took blood."

He blinked and looked at a few bite marks on his good arm that had healed long ago," it hasn't stopped you before."

"That was before you almost died! I-I always… I mean… I've always seen you as something bigger than life. Someone even stronger than All Might, you were the one thing that kept me alive when all I ever wanted to do was quit. But seeing you like that—" Himiko trailed off and she pulled her knees to her chest and buried her head in them. Her shoulders shaking violently as she cried silently.

The arm he wrapped around her was strong, his chest where he pulled her head was muscular, and it was so different from the thin frame he'd had before his training with All Might. She wished he didn't feel so sturdy, it was tricking her again, making her think he was unbreakable.

"I'm not that amazing, Himiko. I'm not some infallible demigod, I'm only human, and you are too. That's why, I want you to lean on me, and I'll lean on you so that we can be stronger than we would be alone. I wouldn't promise I wouldn't risk my life to save you, and I still won't, but I won't make you promise not to try to save me either."

Izu smiled down at her, and his eyes were the same as they always had been; large, watery, and quivering. He was her Izu, and even if his exterior changed, his character never would.

Himiko suppressed a sniffle and nodded," a-alright."

He leaned down and captured her lips, the contact brought a roaring heat up to her cheeks and her teeth grazed along the tongue he had slipped into her mouth. The sharp edge of her fangs sliced a line in his tongue, and while he winced, he continued the kiss.

It was too much, and she gave in. She forced Izu to his back, and ran her tongue greedily along his. She gulped down the blood that was filling her mouth and her hips ground involuntarily into his crotch.

The whimper he let out made her all the more excited, and she growled into his mouth. She sucked greedily on his tongue and yanked at his hair with one of her hands.

She broke the kiss and they both panted, staring into each other's eyes. Blood dribbled down her chin and instead of the fear she expected to see, he was smiling up at her with a wild blush.

His eyes were gentle and reassuring as he pulled the neck of his hoodie down," go ahead, I know you need more than that."

Bloody saliva filled her mouth as she shot down to the mark on his neck. Her mark.

"I told you, you needed blood," Izuku grimaced as he rubbed at his neck, he wasn't regretting letting Himiko have more blood than usual, but he still felt woozy. His step was unsteady as they made their way toward U.A.

Himiko for her part smiled brightly next to him as she always did, her complexion back to normal, and her blush back in place.

"Yeah, yeah! You were right and I was wrong!" She giggled and skipped ahead of him.

' I'm glad she's better now,' he smiled at her, this was the happiest she had been in days, and he wasn't about to ruin that.

"I wonder what we'll be doing."

Himiko skipped around him once before stopping to walk at his pace," I don't know, but… oh! I know I've got detention!"

"What?! Why? How could you possibly have detention!?"

"I skipped two weeks of school to be with you in the hospital." Her grin was unapologetic and wide," but eh, who cares?"

"Who cares?! Himiko!"

She winced at his volume," cut me some slack! I couldn't leave your side, could I? Can you honestly say you wouldn't do the same?"

He opened his mouth to yell that he, in fact, would not do the same, but memories drew the words up short in his throat. Himiko slapped away by Nomu, and her passed out in his arms made him wince.

"I-I guess you're right, but I'll wait for you until your detention is over. I want to walk home together."

They walked along in silence, the hill to U.A. seeming steeper under the pairs heavy thoughts.

It was so strange for there to be silence between the pair. Normally, Himiko would run around him, make a crude comment or innuendo, and turn him into a stuttering mess. But ever since their rather serious conversation in the hospital, and now their talk on his apartment roof, their relationship had taken on a more serious undertone. They both knew how much they cared for one another, and it was an intense feeling for both of them. The level of affection was foreign to them both.

Izuku had only ever known the love of his mother, and now he was surrounded by people who were cheering on his dream. Loudest of all was Himiko and her overzealous training sessions that almost killed him. But he couldn't say he hated seeing his girlfriend and her amazing battle sense at work, it was like she had a second sense for battle. And her kisses weren't half bad either, or the other things they did together.

Izuku went red.

Himiko's grinning face came into view, barely an inch away from his," you're bright red! What're you thinking about? Something naughty?"

"I-I a-am not!" Izuku silently cursed his stutter, and the effect she had on him.

Her wide fanged grin made him gulp," sure you weren't, Izu!" She ran forward, starting to skip, and singing," Izu's a pervert! Izu's a pervert!"

Izuku rushed forward to slap a hand over her mouth," stop that!"

Himiko gripped his hand with both of hers and moved it down a bit," Ah! Someone help me, I'm being attacked by a pervert!"

Izuku broke out into a furious blush and pulled away from her so quickly that it looked like he'd used One for All," s-stop that! People are looking at us!"

Himiko stopped suddenly and looked around. She saw that a lot of students on their own morning commutes at stopped and were watching the pair. She blushed just as red as him and pulled him by the hand toward the U.A. barrier.

They walked in silence all the way to class 1-A, where the pair stopped to stare at the door. Izuku looked at Himiko who was staring at the door, her face free of her usual blush, and her usually smiling lips turned down in a frown.

"What's wrong? Himi-chan?"

She played with them hem of her U.A. blazer, clearly annoyed with the material," it's just, this is the first time I'll be back in class since that day. I don't know how to handle it."

His girlfriend was so strange, she had attacked the hulking Nomu with absolutely no hesitation, but she flinched at social interaction with people around her own age. But he knew how she felt, he himself had been extremely nervous when entering the class for the first time, and while this wasn't the first time for her; she seemed just as hesitant.

He hesitated for a moment, blood rushing to his cheeks, and took her hand," it'll be alright, I'm with you, no matter what."

She seemed to expand at his words of encouragement, and nodded as she placed her free hand on the door; sliding it open.

A wave of noise slammed into them and Himiko's free hand twitched toward her waste, where he knew she kept hidden knives. Izuku stopped her when he saw it was only their classmates making the noise, although it was uncomfortable how close everyone was.

"Dude! The way you protected Toga with your body was super manly!" Kirishima yelled, pumping his fist with tears in his eyes.

"Toga you were so quick with those knives! That was super cool!" Mina bounced in place with a large grin on her face.

"You two were really impressive how you handled those villains," Tsu complimented them in a monotone that made the pair think she was teasing them.

"Yes, Midoriya! I noticed how quickly you jumped at those villains near the end. How did you move so quickly?" Iida was uncomfortably close, smiling very stiffly.

"Uh, guys maybe we should give them space." Uraraka was trying and failing to pull everyone back from the pair.

They were overwhelmed, they had both been expecting the noise, but they had thought it would be more along the lines of them being condemned for their openly brutal display to protect one another. This was the exact opposite, they were being outright friendly, even complementary.

"All of you sit down, and shut up!" Mr. Aizawa's voice startled Izuku. And he was even more startled when he turned to see the man covered up in bandages like a mummy. This was the first time Izuku had seen their teacher, since the incident, and he was sorry to say he hadn't paid much attention to their teacher during the whole thing. He had been worried about Himiko, but now that he could see the man, he could tell he had been badly hurt.

"S-Sir! Shouldn't you be in the hospital!?"

"What sort of dumb question is that." The teacher stared at him as if he were an idiot," I'm completely fine, now you two sit down and get ready for class."

Izuku looked to Himiko, who was looking back just as skeptically as him, but they made their way to their seats.

"Good. Now I know I've told the rest of you this, but since these two problem children haven't heard, I'll say it again. The U.A. Sports Festival is coming up, and I'm sure I don't need to tell the two of you why it's so important.

Izuku nodded," no, sir."

Himiko grinned at him," no idea!"

Izuku's forehead impacted his desk and drew everyone's attention.

Mr. Aizawa sighed heavily," the U.A. Sports Festival is important, because it will be the stage you students use to show yourselves off as potential heroes. It will be your debut in the hero scene, and your showing will greatly affect you after you finish your schooling. Not only that, but this year we are starting hero work studies for first-years, and the invitations you receive after the sports festival will give you your first taste of real hero work. So, the better you do in the festival, the more invitations to different agencies you get."

"Oh! So it's like free advertisement!" Himiko smiled at her over-simplistic summary on the topic, and Izuku grimaced at her childishness. She had done that on purpose to piss off Mr. Aizawa.

"Yes," Mr. Aizawa hissed," free advertisement."

It was clear the man hated the media side of hero work, and he wasn't pleased that the sports festival was exactly that, an advertisement for the next generation of heroes.

Himiko's breath tickled his ear and made him shudder as she whispered," I think I need to amp up your training. You've gotten better with your quirk, but you could be more fluid with your movements. Don't think I didn't notice how stiff you were during U.S.J."

Izuku gulped,' amp it up?! I'm always half dead during our normal training!'

"Hey, problem children, you better be paying attention," Mr. Aizawa glared at the pair through his thickly wrapped bandages.

"Y-Yes, sir!"

"Okay!"

Izuku slammed into the ground, One for All's crackling energy dissipating, he groaned heavily," why the heck did you throw me so hard!"

Himiko stared down at him impassively, as if she were a cat staring at a cornered mouse," because you need to get it in that thick head of yours not to attack head on every single time."

"But that's how All Might handles things!" He whined, struggling to his feet.

"Oh, pardon my rudeness! I didn't know I was standing in front of All Might, but I could've sworn I just threw you on your ass without any trouble. Sorry about that, All Might!" She was now openly mocking him, and doing a mock mother hen impression.

Izuku growled," I get it. I'm not All Might, so stop acting like him."

Now she smiled down at him brilliantly, and pulled him up by his hands," so let's try it again, this time try something other than charging me from the front."

Izuku nodded, and while it had been a mean way to say it, she was right that he couldn't plow through everything the same way the number one hero did. So he looked around them.

The clear dusk darkened Takoba Beach, and it's now trash free sand was all he could see. The waves were a pretty crystalline blue near the shore, but a downright mesmerizing pinkish red in the light of the setting sun. That wouldn't help him though, and there wasn't any debris to hide behind, but there was one thing there was an abundance of. Sand.

Himiko lunged at him, her plastic training knife swinging quickly toward his arm. Izuku let One for All crackle to life and he shot backwards into a flip, the knife barely grazing his cargo shorts.

When Izuku landed he was startled to see Himiko hadn't missed a beat and was right in his face again. This time the knife flashed at his face, and he shot down into a crouch. His leg shot out in a sweep to knock her off her feet, but she simply jumped backward and started to analyze him. Her sharp slit eyes traveled all around his body, seeking out his every weakness, and forming a strategy to incapacitate him.

A shiver ran down his spine at her downright predatory stare, and embarrassingly, he found himself strangely aroused.

He kicked the sand at his feet with the power boost five percent of One for All gave him in her direction. Just as the large plume of sand obscured his body, Izuku shot to the side and swiveled on his feet as he rushed Himiko's exposed right.

His back hit the sand again, and Himiko straddled him with her training knife to his throat.

"A little better, but obvious." She smiled down at him, her bangs hanging over her glowing yellow eyes," next time try more than one smokescreen, or I guess sandscreen."

"G-Got it, now um could you get off." Izuku tried not to squirm under her, but if he didnt move her she would feel his shameful arousal.

"Hmm," Himiko shifted from her crouch and her bottom brushed against his crotch, making him go red," oh, I see what you're so embarrassed about."

She ground her hips into his crotch and made him groan in part embarrassment part arousal," p-please Himiko."

"Please what?" She pressed her chest into his and electricity shot up Izuku's spine," please stop? Please keep going?"

Izuku wasn't sure his mouth would move, not when she kept pressing herself against him like she was. So he threw his arms around her and flipped her over, his knee pressing into her skirt, and his hands buried in the sand beside her head. His breaths came out in ragged gulps, and her own breaths were just as heavy.

His lips slammed into hers, she yelped at the sudden assault, but quickly her arms came up to circle his shoulders as she kissed back. Their kisses had taken on a frantic and frenzied aspect ever since their near death encounter, and this one was no exception.

Izuku pressed into her. He needed this, he needed to be close to her, and it seemed she felt the same. He was terrified he would lose her, and their previous escapade on his roof had been for him just as much for her. He couldn't imagine a world without Himiko, because she was his hero just as much as she said he was hers.

She had saved him at his lowest moment, seconds after his attempt at suicide, and learning he was quirkless; she had still called him her hero. That alone had saved him.

Having lost focus, Izuku was startled when he was thrown onto his back, and Himiko straddled him again. Her lips crashing back into his.

"I… love… you." She said each word in between crushing kisses and trailed her mouth along his neck, leaving a line of fire in its wake. His face felt like it was on fire, and the feeling only intensified when her hand slipped under his shorts.

"H-Himi-chan," Izuku panted, his member jumping as her hand closed around the shaft," w-we can't! Not h-here."

Her growl was very feline in nature at that, but she also pulled back and stared into his eyes annoyed," where then?"

Izuku had to think about that," w-what about your apartment? The a-authorities let you keep it, right?"

Himiko seemed to think about that and then nodded," fine, but we need to hurry. Inko will worry if we're out too late, and I really don't know how long I can control myself."

Izuku looked around them. The sun had set sometime between their fight, and the subsequent make out session that he had initiated. The surrounding beach and sidewalk was vacant of passersby, so Izuku had a bit of a dangerous idea that she was sure to like.

"Climb on my back, and hold on." Izuku crouched down in front of her and grinned.

She raised a quizzical eyebrow, but obliged all the same," what're you planning, Izu?"

When he was sure she was in place and wouldn't move, he allowed One for All to crackle to life, the strain of eight percent making his muscles groan under the strain. But maintaining the output was far easier without the strain of a broken body, and Himiko felt far lighter than she had back at U.S.J.

Izuku stood out of the crouch he was in and tested his balance with a quick lap around the beach. Himiko giggled as he zipped from one end of the beach to the other in half the time he usually would.

He grinned back at her," you ready for this?"

"Ready for wha—"

Izuku shot out of the beach like a rocket, clearing the flood barrier in a single leap that whipped the wind through both of their hair. Himiko squealed as his feet met the concrete and they flew even faster than they had while on the beach. It felt amazing to run One for All through its paces at the new level he had achieved. But as he grew closer to the center of the city, he could see that it was more populated and took to the roof tops and back alleys, using Himiko as a guide.

"If you go through there it's usually deserted. It should be right behind my building." Himiko pointed to an alley and Izuku jumped from the roof they were on down into the darkened path.

Izuku set her down and let One for All's crackling energy dissipate.

"That was so fun! How are you not constantly bouncing off the walls using that power?!" Himiko grinned at him, her childish wonder making him laugh.

"I have to admit, it is a little hard not to since I had that break through when we fought that crystal villain. Now that I'm able to use eight percent it's even more thrilling how fast and agile I am, but like you showed me earlier I'm still stiff." Izuku looked down at his hands frowning, he didn't know how he could become more proficient with the power. But he had a feeling Himiko would be a huge help.

"Let's go inside," Himiko pulled Izuku toward the buildings side entrance and opened the door," how about you show me just how powerful it is?"

"N-No way! If I lose focus for even a second I could kill you or blow my—" Izuku grimaced and entered the elevator with her," I could blow little Izuku off."

Himiko winced," yeah, maybe we put off super sex until you've got a full handle on it. Although, our regular sex is already pretty super."

He blushed at her and sighed in relief when the elevator opened, he wasn't to sure her flirtatious teasing would leave him sane much longer. It was strange being back in her apartment building, the last time they had been here together the pair had left escorted by police, and Himiko's future back then hadn't been certain. But now they could be together, pursuing a future they could both be proud in, and Izuku had never been happier.

"Oh, hey psycho girl!" Izuku blanched at the man, it was the broker who had given Himiko the note about an attack on U.A. that they now knew was talking about the U.S.J.

"What do you want, Giran?" Himiko glowered at the man, her hands twitching toward her hidden knives. Izuku let One for All crackle to life.

The man put his hands up placatingly," hey, hey! None of that kids! I just came by to relay a message."

"What message?" Izuku studied the man closely. He didn't appear to have any weapons, but what was his quirk? Could Himiko and him take the man down?

"Shigaraki has an invitation, this time for both of you." Both Izuku and Himiko looked at the man as if he were insane," I know! That was exactly my reaction! Offer the kids who almost punched his head off, and stabbed him a place in the league? But he was adamant there was more to the both of you. He says the way you both acted wasn't particularly heroic, and that you would both make good allies."

Izuku and Himiko looked at one another and nodded.

"No." They both said in unison.

"He also said you'd say that, but don't worry kiddies! Shigaraki has plans for the both of you, and he said you'll see him again soon enough."

Giran made to walk past the pair, but when Izuku's hand shot out to stop him he smiled," Inko Midoriya, Musutafu Heights, building two, Apartment five hundred and six."

Izuku paled at the implication of the broker knowing his mothers apartment number," how do you—"

"I'm a broker kid, it's my business to know information. You won't live long in this world if you don't know all the movers and shakers, and kid, you've got one of the biggest shakers interested in you."

Izuku digested that information," Shigaraki can't be that important in the underworld, he's to childish."

Giran smiled, the gap in his teeth was prominent," good instincts. No, it isn't Shigaraki, but it's someone close to him, that's all I can say. That being said, since I know where your family is, that also means some very bad people will know if I don't leave here, so…"

Giran trailed off, motioning to Izuku's hand which had stalled him. A long moment of deliberation passed in Izuku's mind, but he couldn't endanger his mother or Eri. So, he put his hand down and let the man walk past them down into the stairwell.

"You kids have a nice night!" He called just as he shut the door behind himself, his smug grin making them both all the more enraged.

Izuku was silently seething for long minutes before Himiko broke the silence," we should go back to your apartment."

He nodded numbly and turned away from Himiko's door, all excitement gone at the previous reason for their arrival.

' Tomura Shigaraki! I won't forgive you for threatening my family! I will never join you."

A/N: So this is a nice chapter for foreshadowing, and it's a bit important to show that despite something so terrible happening, things can sometimes just go back to normal. Even after something awful happens. The next chapter should be the start of the sports festival, and I can't wait to have Izuku and Himiko team up to stomp everyone! I hope you enjoy!!!!