When he heard of trouble making students from 1-A, the first person that came to mind was that blond-haired fellow with the exploding hands. He was only half right, and the part that he was wrong on was so far from correct he thought to pinch his cheeks in embarrassment. The other part of that troublemaking pair was currently huffing and puffing her way down to the trash bins whilst carrying several plastic bags, that if they were stacked on top of each other would be taller than her.

She was on the short side, smaller than even Nejire at first glance if he ignored the two green fox ears that stood on top of her head. Messy unmanaged and altogether wild hair stuck out at every odd angle as it drifted partway down her back, barely contained into a loose ponytail by a red ribbon that sat just below her ears. A large bushy fox tail swayed behind her as she walked.

From her legs and arms it was easy to tell that she was more than a little fit. So, that's what Nejire meant by 'smol but swol'. That and those scars on her arms, those were from her own hard work and struggles weren't they?

This was Izumi Midoriya one of two students currently suspended due to fighting each other at night. He remembered her wonderful fight during the sports festival. What a little trouble maker, time to tease her.

Mirio smiled as he walked out of his clothes and into the wall, phasing through it and keeping his body hidden until it was just his face sticking out of the wall, his hand on the other side gripped a metal bar to keep him from falling through the ground. He was eye level with her ears when she came to a stop.

Izumi's ear twitched as she stepped in front of him, her green eyes went wide as she turned to look at him, her large bushy tail stood straight and began to bristle.

"Trash, right?" He stuck his free hand out of the wall pointing towards the dump. "The food trays are okay to go in the combustible trash, got it?"

She blinked, her mouth hanging open. It was always so much fun to get peoples reaction when he did this. At least she wasn't violent, she appeared to be a good, honest person. But what did he know, he'd only just met her!

"Oh," Izumi shifted the bags and continued to look at him, her surprise and bewilderment slowly fading. "Okay, thanks."

He nodded and pulled his head back into the wall. Ahh if only he could see the look on her face right now. But onto the next part. He released the pole and found his foot inside one of the maintenance tunnels below U.A. with a hop he landed on top of a circuit box and stuck his face through.

"You're one of the lively first-years right?" He asked once he saw the sunlight and just enough of Izumi's concerned face. Before she jumped nearly ten feet.

"What!" She hopped back, her tail looked like it was made out of hardened quills instead of fur. Several of the bags of trash went flying into the air. "Don't do that! You almost scared me half to death!"

"Did I surprise you? You did a bad thing after all. I thought that I would-" One of the bags of trash landed behind her and exploded into a storm of food trays. "Go and surprise you." His words trailed off as he moved his head up to look at the sudden mess he created. "Sorry."

Izumi's tail fell down and her ears went flat against her head so they looked like furry ear muffs. With a sigh she began to scoop up the trash, pushing it back into the now torn bag. "What are you even doing anyway, and who are you?"

"I'm not sure what I'm doing myself." The wind was now gone from his sails. The speech he had been thinking about giving her was now lost under the blunders of his own foolishness. "I was told about your impromptu fight, and thought that I would show up and surprise you as an upperclassman."

Her tail flicked, and one of her ears twitched. A sign of annoyance? She was as easy to read as a dog!

"Oh, well, do you think you could help me pick all this up then?" She asked him as she put more trash into the tattered bag.

Such a dutiful first year! He really did misjudge her! He would have thought a trouble maker would have left the trash there, or perhaps demanded that he cleaned it up instead! Not ask so kindly. And it was partially his fault, but he hadn't expected her to jump so high. She certainly was an interesting one.

"Certainly!" He took a step forward, phasing into the dirt and falling down, that familiar darkness that once haunted his dreams overtook him as he lost all contact with the world. He became solid and appeared in front of her. "I'm here to-"

A tray hit him in the face.

"You're naked! Why are you naked?" She screeched, tail going stiff as she tried to cover her eyes, her face was bright red.

"Oh," He laughed, holding the tray in front of his privates. "Sorry about that, my quirk doesn't work with clothes, didn't mean for you to see my willy."

"Your quirk?" Her ears perked up as she dared to look at him again before covering her face again. She truly was a pure maiden! "Just please go put clothes on!"

"Right" He activated his quirk the tray falling through his hands as he fell through the earth.

By the time he got back, the trash and Izumi were nowhere to be found. Oh well, he'd have plenty of chances to apologize to her later.

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"You're that pervert!"

Mirio nearly fell over when he first entered class 1-A, that girl Izumi was there, her tail bristling as she slammed her hands down onto her desk, her face flushed red.

There went any hopes of a splendid first impression with the rest of her class. Oh well, he had a feeling this would happen even if he didn't accidentally flash the poor girl. And make her job extra difficult.

He pointed right at her and smiled widely. "And you're that trouble maker!"

Her tail bristling even more. "I-"

"Izumi," Aizawa-sensei cut her off. "Save it for some other time, these three are here for a reason."

She sat down, all but glaring daggers at him as the blush remained on her face.

Nejire on the other hand was now looking up at him with a cheerful smile on her face. "Hey, hey, Mirio, did you flash someone again?"

"What? Did this guy flash you Izumi?" One of the girls asked, the one with pink hair and pink skin. Ashido if he remembered right.

"Ahh, again, sorry about all that. I made a fool of myself twice in front of you, now please, we're here for a reason, so let us speak before Aizawa-sensei gets mad at all of us." He bowed at the waist and stared at the floor until there was silence. "We're here to talk about work studies and what exactly you can learn from them."

Even as he did his best to explain the situation to them, they stared at him with blank faces. They really weren't understanding him, were they? It didn't help that Tamaki and Nejire were busy doing their own thing. But Aizawa was starting to glare at him.

"Well instead of talking about it, why don't I just show you all?" He held up one fist, a smile spreading across his face. "How would you all like to team up and fight against me?"

XXXX

Just as he thought, the long ranged attackers were really no match for him, and he was able to deal with them in a matter of seconds. The Melee fighters were always just the slightest bit tougher. And he still had his pants on. Though that wouldn't last for long.

"I've got no freaking clue what just happened!" Kirishima, the red haired boy with a quirk that made his skin harden shouted.

He'd have to be quick with that one, a simple but defensive quirk like that could be a challenge if he covered his tummy.

"Going up against the power to phase through stuff is tough to deal with on its own, but warping too? That's too much man!"

Hearing something like that, always put a smile on his face, even if they said his quirk was powerful, they simply didn't understand that he achieved this through hard work. Not that these students didn't work hard, they simply just didn't have the experience.

But then there was that trouble-making girl Izumi, she was in the back of the group, or was it the front? She had been the first to charge at him after all, either as redemption for her own foolish actions or as revenge for him accidentally flashing her a few days ago. She was going to be a troublesome one.

Already she was talking to her classmates about what she thought his quirk was. A spot on analysis. He might have to use a special move against her. Well enough waiting. He fell into the ground holding his breath as gravity did its thing, she was about five meters away so he needed one and a half seconds to get behind her in time.

He shot out of the ground right behind her.

To find her glaring right at him, her body pulsing with whatever her quirk did. She was quick, faster than him when he didn't use his quirk to move, and attempted another kick at his head. It wasn't just a reaction it was far to fast for that, she had predicted his movements. Amazing!

But it wouldn't matter in the end.

"Have a taste of my special move!" He extended his arm forward completely phased as he moved towards her eyes. It was natural for humans to close their eyes when something was coming towards their eyes. It was unavoidable. "Blinder touch, eyeball crush!"

His hand passed through her face as he prepared for the follow-up attack on her stomach while she was distracted. But she wasn't. He looked her in the eyes, they were open. And she was smiling. She twisted in the air, her fist coming down from above. And hit him in the face.

She didn't blink.

Pain pulsed through him as he was sent flying by the force of her punch. Simply amazing! Not only did she predict his movements, but she saw through his attack as well and managed to land a hit on him! What an amazing woman!

"Woah! Mirio got hit!-" Nejire cheered from the sidelines!

"-That fox girl is cute, smart, and she packs a punch!"

"Alright, Izumi!-" He heard her classmates cheer. "-I can't believe you managed to hit that guy!"

"It wasn't a good one though," Izumi said keeping an eye on him, even though her cheeks were still red. Shame his pants were so far away. "I don't think I'll be able to get a good hit on him."

"What's the trick?" Another one asked her.

Pushing himself off the pillar, Mirio found himself bleeding on the lip and smiling.

Izumi really was an interesting little troublemaker, wasn't she? But if she had a trick to beating him, he wasn't about to let it be exposed! He fell back into the ground, he should save her for last.

"Ahh, he fell into the ground again, watch-"

He delivered a gut shot to the girl that was shouting, before falling through the ground again, taking out the next one and the next one, until it was just him and Izumi.

The same tactic would just fail again. Time for his real ace in the hole. "I hope you're ready Izumi! This is my favorite super move. 'Phantom Menace!'"

He didn't hear what Izumi said as he fell into the earth, but he hoped it didn't have anything to with pants. His first strike missed, Izumi barely dodging it. That time it was reactionary. She was fast, agile as well. What exactly was her quirk? It's been a while since an opponent could actually challenge him!

Using his momentum to fly into one of the stone pillars, he phased in then right back out, heading towards her while she was still in the air. She twisted to intercept him, but it was too late, and he hit her hard in the stomach.

If she could make him work this hard now, just imagine how amazing she'd be after some real experience!

AN: I wanted to write Female Izuku. somehow she turned into a fox girl. And now she's paired with Mirio. He's fun to write. Also I've officially paired Izuku off with all three members of the big three.

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